Chapter 974

"No matter how energetic Song Jiang is, it's impossible for Song family to make trouble just after the explosion. Besides, Feng Qiang's affairs need to be investigated deeply, and Song Jiang must know how to restrain." Sheng Xiao asked, lighting Mu's nose, "do you know?"

"Song Jiang has done his own evil, and he has dug his son and daughter all over. If I were him, I would have killed myself."

It's just a one-sided idea of Muqi. People in Song Jiang never think so.

Even if song Bozhi's right leg is gone this time, he also thinks that on the way of revenge, how can he not sacrifice?

"I don't believe that people like Song Jiang, who are making waves under the banner of revenge, are reckless for their rights and desires, even their own children, and what will happen to them."

"Believe it or not, you always want me to take a bath first? Well? "

After hearing this, mu777 gets up from Sheng Xiao's leg. Without the disaster of Feng Qiang, she should be able to sleep safely tonight.

……

Jianchuan hospital, the next morning.

Song Bozhi fell asleep in bed after amputation. Until now, he just woke up.

When he opened his eyes, the first person he saw was not his father, Song Jiang, but his sister, song Qiaozhi, whom he had despised.

But I saw her in a white gown, following the surgeon around.

"Brother, are you awake?"

Song Bozhi opens his mouth, but can't say anything. Song Qiaozhi quickly puts down the case data and moistens his lips. Song Bozhi feels that his voice has improved.

"I Why, can't you move? "

Song Qiaozhi stood up straight and looked at the position of his right leg. He didn't know how to open his mouth.

How clever is song Bozhi? Looking at her expression, I knew that things would not be easy, so I tried my best to support my head and saw my lower body.

Later, he opened his eyes wide and fell down. For a while, he couldn't accept: "I What about the legs? "

"Brother, don't do that. Now the technology is so developed, you can still stand up and walk in the future, but you have less right leg."

"Just missing the right leg?" Song Bozhi got a positive answer and almost went mad. "What's the difference between me and the junkie now?"

"Brother, don't do that."

"Where's dad? Where's dad? " Song Bozhi looks around.

"I don't know. I haven't seen him, but I know he's OK." Song Qiaozhi replied patiently, "now Feng Qiang's affairs are very big. Maybe he went back to preside over the overall situation."

After hearing this, song Bozhi had no expression on his face, just a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "come on, don't come to see me again."

"Big brother......"

"You are Sheng's daughter-in-law now. What else do you need to call me big brother? Besides, is there a big brother with disability like me? I'm not your big brother. I've always looked down on you. Don't be amorous. "

Song Qiaozhi knows how strong song Bozhi's self-esteem is, so she doesn't have to. She is an obstetrician. She came here simply to know if there is anything she can help, because she deeply knows that their father is a beast.

However, seeing song Bozhi so miserable, song Qiaozhi could only sigh, and then, together with other doctors, walked out of song Bozhi's ward.

Song Bozhi could not accept the pain of losing his right leg, so he picked up the cell phone on the bedside table and called Song Jiang.

Because of the explosion, the screen of the mobile phone was broken.

But he called three times in a row, and Song Jiang didn't get through. The last time, Song Jiang's urgent voice came: "son, are you awake?"

"I'm awake. Where are you?"

"I'm at home, and now Asian businessmen are in a mess. If you're injured, someone must preside over the overall situation, right?"

"So now that your son doesn't have his right leg, you can go back to work like a nobody?" Song Bozhi feels unbelievable.

"Otherwise, my twenty years of hard work will be totally destroyed! I don't want to tell you. You have a good rest. " With that, Song Jiang hung up.

In peacetime, the father who asked for help was totally two-fold. Song Bozhi even felt that what he lost might not be his legs, but Song Jiang's love.

Yes, a son without legs is a piece of broken pieces, which is not as easy to use as before.

But who gave it to?

For a moment, song Bozhi wanted to call the police and die with Song Jiang.

But on second thought, he thought it was not worth it. If he wanted to die, he would let the old man die himself.

……

At noon that day, in the TV news, it took ten minutes to broadcast the arrest of Feng Qiang.

All in all, it has been fried into meat foam.

It's just that Feng Qiang has a lot to do with it, especially making trouble in the crowd at last, which is just beyond the imagination of the audience. This man is not only ferocious, but also mentally disabled.

Zhongteng also issued a notice later. This time, it cooperated with the police to arrest Feng Qiang without any casualties. Moreover, Zhongteng also resumed normal operation.The police announced the resolution of the case, including the previous Lou Zhao case and the subsequent two bombings.

It's a pity that the director failed to seize the loophole and clean up Songjiang.

In Jianchuan branch, the director stood in front of his desk and said to Tang Yan, "this action of arresting Feng Qiang has hurt you. Your house and your newborn son are waiting for you to settle down. I'll give you a week's holiday."

"Nine Bureau people, don't look down? Along the line of Feng Qiang, you can follow the lead and find out the Song River sooner or later. " Tang Yan feels unwilling. After all, Feng Qiang is a character who is provoked by the Song family. No one can guarantee that Song Jiang will be honest.

"The people of the ninth innings, knowing the proper measure, just let your leave go!" The chief waved his hand. For a while, he couldn't control the later affairs. The Song family's problems could not be solved overnight.

"Yes, chief." Tang Yan made a salute to the director, and was ready to go out from the director's office, but when he came to the door, he was stopped by the director.

"Tang Yan, this time I intend to promote a person to be a vice Bureau, but I am optimistic about you. You are more than 30 years old. If you want to fight ahead, leave it to the new people to do it. You should also sit in the back and be the commander. Your son is just born, and you have to think about your son. "

To change to the past, Tang Yan will definitely refuse.

He is not suitable for officialdom, and he likes to investigate cases freely on the front line.

This time, though, it's different.

"Thank you for your trust."

"OK, there will be a group of new students coming to practice soon. Take them with you. One of them is very good. He is the grandson of the Lin family. I don't care about his family background, but integrate his achievements in the police school." Director pointed at Tang Yan's serious way.