The dean also had a dark face, and followed behind several policemen.
The technician brought the group directly to the floor of the VIP ward. The mighty group of people attracted the attention of many people from the ward.
Walking to the door of Song Beiye's ward, the technician turned around and explained to the policeman, "This is the registered ward."
"Open the door." The policeman put on a cold face, not looking good.
Ever since Song Beiye fled and hid everywhere, they spent a lot of effort to find someone, but no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find any clues. The higher-ups became more and more dissatisfied with their efficiency in doing things. Overtly and secretly, the mission documents were issued dozens of times.
But Song Beiye was still not found.
If it wasn't for some leaking email, they wouldn't be able to find it here!
Hearing this, the technician immediately opened the door for him.
The policemen walked in immediately, and the leading policeman glanced at the man on the hospital bed, compared it with Song Beiye's photo, and said, "This is the man, take him away."
Song Beiye looked at a few policemen standing in the spacious ward with a dark face, and knew what was going on without asking.
But he didn't know about the breaking news email, neither Mr. Song nor Jiang Ni told him.
"I'm a patient now, where are you going to take me?" He didn't struggle, because his leg was in a plaster cast, and he knew it was useless to struggle.
Looking at the handcuffs on the hands of the policemen who came over, his eyes were gloomy, but he couldn't do anything at the moment.
"Our police station has its own detention ward, Mr. Song Beiye, you are suspected of illegal financing, bribery, etc., please go back with us and cooperate with the investigation." The policeman said, just about to handcuff Song Beiye, when he noticed that he was hanging a needle, So he looked at the dean at the back of the line, "Please come here and pull out the needle."
"..." The dean was watched by the police, so he could only walk in, and under the gaze of everyone and Song Beiye's gloomy gaze, he pulled out the needle.
After pressing for a few seconds, he let go of his hand and backed out.
"Take it away," said the policeman.
As they said that, several people helped Song Beiye out of bed and let him sit in the wheelchair. Although his legs were not convenient, they handcuffed his hands with the wheelchair out of caution.
The cold handcuffs pressed against the skin of his wrists, and Song Beiye's face darkened.
A policeman pushed a wheelchair and was about to leave.
Xiao Sun took a bottle of needle water and walked to the door. Seeing this scene, she was slightly surprised. She subconsciously turned to look at the dean, "Dean."
The dean shook his head and ordered: "You have nothing to do here, go get busy first."
Xiao Sun noticed that Song Beiye was handcuffed, and felt inexplicably excited. She could actually see this scene!
To be honest, more than anyone else, she hopes that Song Beiye will be punished by law. If the director of the hospital is not a relative of her family, she must have secretly reported it.
Unexpectedly, Skynet was restored, and the retribution was not good. She didn't report it, but someone still found that Song Beiye was in this hospital.
Xiao Sun thought of being harassed by his eyes these days, so he stood aside, staring at his handcuffs, and couldn't help but hope that the handcuffs would last longer.
Song Beiye was arrested by the police, and she will not have to be on night shift every day in the future, nor will she have to be taken advantage of by Song Beiye...
Xiao Sun was overjoyed and said it was great.
When Song Beiye was arrested, Xiao Sun cheered happily, while the dean was full of sadness. Although Song Beixi said that a doctor would replace all the charges, he was still uneasy.
In case that doctor backs out...
And if this matter is not handled properly, it will have a very bad impact on their hospital.
The dean watched the police push Song Beiye away, and thought to himself, it seems that he can't get off work later, so he has to call all the people from the public relations department for a meeting.
When taking the elevator to the first floor, Song Beiye suddenly said, "I want to cover my face."
The two police officers looked at each other, and wanted to say that their police car was parked in the parking lot, and the reporter would not capture anything, but in the end they said nothing, and directly covered his face with a hood.
Song Beiye was sent directly to the detention ward of the central hospital. The orthopedic surgeon on duty took over the medical records transferred by the police and checked Song Beiye. After there was no problem, Song Beiye stayed in the detention ward.
"I want to see a lawyer." Song Beiye said directly when he saw the orthopedic surgeon leave.
It's impossible for the Song family not to know that the police came to find him, but they haven't done anything right now, so he needs to find a lawyer to find out what's going on.
"It's too late, you should rest first and find a lawyer tomorrow." The policeman said, not intending to interrogate Song Beiye at this time, so he refused.
Song Beiye's face was gloomy.
After a while, a nurse came in with a tray and said to the police, "This is the injection prescribed by Dr. Zhou. I have to give the patient an injection now."
Dr. Zhou, the orthopedic surgeon on duty, just checked Song Beiye.
"Yeah." The policeman sat on a chair beside him, watching the nurse give Song Beiye an injection.
Apart from checking names with Song Beiye, the nurse had no other communication.
After the needle was injected, the nurse said again: "If you run out of needle water later, remember to ring the bell."
This is what she said to the guarding policeman. There is no nurse in the custodial ward, and all these related matters are the responsibility of the guarding policeman.
"Yeah." The policeman nodded.
After the nurse left, Song Beiye turned sideways slightly, found a comfortable position, and then looked up at the liquid in the bottle pouring into his body, his eyes widened involuntarily.
Finally, he looked at the policeman sitting there.
Although there was no one else, the policeman still sat upright, and his righteous eyes met his.
Song Beiye didn't speak, neither did the police.
The two kept looking at each other, looking at each other, as if they were testing each other's bottom line. Finally, it was Song Beiye who asked, "How do you know that I'm in that hospital?"
He wanted to know which bastard betrayed him.
The police did not speak.
Song Beiye said again: "Are you dumb?"
"Mr. Song, let's talk about it tomorrow." The police didn't intend to disclose their case handling process to him.
The superiors have instructed that Song Beiye is not an easy character to deal with, and they must be cautious and meticulous when carrying out tasks.
The police even felt that if Song Beiye hadn't broken his leg, they would not have been able to arrest Song Beiye smoothly this time.
Song Beiye rolled his eyes, lay down flat and didn't speak again.
Overnight.
Song's old house.
After Mr. Song got up, he first glanced at the newspaper.
Sure enough, as he expected, several newspapers published the report of the arrest of Song Beiye by the police last night as their headlines.
Mr. Song had a cold face. Although Song Beiye was not in the photos used by the reporter, the police's arrangement at the entrance of the hospital and the police cars leaving were all put on the newspaper.
The housekeeper also knew about the news report, and noticed that Mr. Song's complexion was not good, so he handed over the brewed tea carefully.
The old man knew about this last night, but it was inconvenient for the Song family to come forward at this time, and they had to clean up the matter with Song Beiye, so yesterday the old man took sleep aid medicine and fell asleep.