"Damn it!"
Lin Fei's heart surged with a fierce and suffocating killing intent, cold and merciless to the point of making the scorching air temperature plummet.
At this time, a police car from the Criminal Police Bureau happened to be driving beside Lin Fei, and the driver was a young and handsome male policeman who also saw what had just happened.
"Get off!"
Lin Fei's cold voice sent the male police officer jumping in fright, not daring to meet Lin Fei's icy gaze. Before he could even react, the car door opened and Lin Fei pulled him out of the vehicle.
"This is a police car, you can't... drive!"
The male police officer had not finished speaking, and Lin Fei was already driving the police car at high speed, disappearing from his line of sight. The police car was still being driven by Lin Fei like a sports car speeding away.
The accelerator was pressed to the end, scaring the drivers on the road to stop and curse, almost causing a traffic accident. However, Lin Fei didn't care about these at all, he just wanted to catch that damned driver.
However, when Lin Fei drove the police car to drift quickly through the intersection ahead, he saw the bread truck that had escaped after causing the accident, but unfortunately, there was no one in the car and no valuable clues were left behind.
"Bastard!"
Lin Fei slammed his fist on the van, directly denting a large hole in the door. Time did not allow him to stay for another second. Lin Fei got back in the car and sped away from the scene at high speed.
When Lin Fei returned to the scene of the incident, there were many police officers surrounding Dean Yang, who was involved in the incident. Lin Fei wanted to get close, but was stopped.
The male police officer who had just been robbed of his car shouted loudly: "You dare to rob a police car and come back? Come with me!"
Everyone around was his colleague, and the male police officer was confident, saying that he took out the handcuffs and was about to put them on Lin Fei.
At this time, Xia Yingmeng brought a middle-aged man in his 40s over. Seeing the situation, Xia Yingmeng hastily shouted loudly: "Stop, he's my auxiliary police officer, one of us!"
Xia Yingmeng was frightened by Lin Fei's crazy behavior, fortunately she had filled out a police auxiliary form for him yesterday, otherwise without this identity, snatching the police car would have been a big trouble.
It can be said that Cheng Linfei was anxious and eager to take responsibility for the accident, and it happened to his own family member, which is understandable...
"Captain Xia!"
"It turned out to be Captain Xia's auxiliary police officer, no wonder he was so awesome, jumping from the third floor just by saying jump, too awesome!"
As soon as Xia Yingmeng spoke, the surrounding detectives immediately changed their faces. Some of them almost called Lin Fei brothers. If you say who the police are most afraid of in the team, Xia Yingmeng is second to none.
Even the captain of the criminal police team is afraid of her, and sometimes when they meet, he walks around her.
"Make way, I'm Zhao Sihai, the director of surgery at First People's Hospital in this city. Everyone, please don't stand so close together, poor air circulation will affect the patients' conditions."
As soon as they heard that he was the director of surgery at the First People's Hospital in the city, the surrounding police officers immediately retreated three steps and gave Lin Fei a clear path.
At this time, Lin Fei immediately went forward and squatted down to examine Yang's body in the pool of blood.
Zhao Si Hai's eyebrows furrowed as he hastily stopped him: "Does this auxiliary police officer understand the situation? The patient is severely injured, and you're still thinking about solving the case? Are you crazy?"
"Captain Xia, hurry up and tell him to move aside. I won't be able to examine the patient with him standing there. If anything happens, I'm not responsible."
Zhao Sihai's words suddenly made Xia Yingmeng feel a bit embarrassed, and it was only then that she remembered Lin Fei also knew medicine, and traditional Chinese acupuncture couldn't cure the severe injuries from the car accident.
"Lin Fei, traditional Chinese medicine can't cure Dean Yang's illness, you'd better get out of the way. This Director Zhao is a surgical expert, with him here, you can rest assured."
Xia Yingmeng hastily persuaded Lin Fei, Lin Fei took out the silver needle package he was carrying with him and said without looking back: "Dean Yang's injury is too serious, there are no medical instruments here, Director Zhao can't save Dean Yang."
Lin Fei was telling the truth. If it weren't for the fact that the injured person was Dean Yang, and he only had his last breath left, Lin Fei wouldn't have chosen to administer an injection to save him in this situation either.
"What did you say?"
Zhao Si Hai's voice suddenly rose, who is he? The director of the surgical department of Jiangcheng First People's Hospital, a well-known surgical expert in the entire province of Z, was actually looked down upon by an auxiliary police officer here?
"I don't have medical equipment to save people, can you really save someone with just a few broken needles in your hand? It's absolutely absurd, Captain Xia. If you don't make him step aside and let him continue to mess around, it will really lead to loss of life. Who will be responsible when something happens?"
Zhao Sihai said proudly, his eyes looking at Lin Fei with a thick sense of disdain. He stood tall and aloof, wanting to prove to everyone that he was the authority.
With just a few silver needles, they can save a person who is dying from severe injuries in a car accident. What will become of traditional Chinese medicine then? These doctors who make a living by performing surgeries will probably have to go back home and farm the land.
"Lin Fei, I know you're eager to save people, but... let Director Zhao handle it!"
The injury caused by this accident made Xia Yingmeng still subconsciously believe in Zhao Sihai, and her words made the proud Zhao Sihai even more complacent.
In his opinion, Lin Fei only understood a bit of acupuncture and had no great skills. He was pretending to be a big shot here, but to get Director Yang, who was seriously injured, out of danger, modern medical equipment was needed. What could a few silver needles do?
Lin Fei was getting more and more anxious, while the seriously injured Dean Yang's condition was becoming increasingly critical.
"Officer Xia trusts me, and Dean Yang is like a family member to me. I would never harm her. If anything really happens to her, I'll take full responsibility!"
Lin Fei confidently guaranteed that even if Dean Yang had entered the Ghost Gate, he could still pull her back to life. He pulled out a long silver needle from his bag and found the right acupoint, ready to insert it.
Lin Fei didn't actually plan on directly saving Dean Yang, he just wanted to keep him alive, as long as Dean Yang could hold on until they reached the hospital, everything would be fine.
"Stop causing trouble! Someone's dead and you're responsible? Get out of my way!"
Zhao Si Hai saw Lin Fei preparing to administer an injection, and in a fit of rage, he hastily stretched out his hand to push Lin Fei away. However, unexpectedly, Lin Fei didn't even turn around and directly slapped him with the back of his hand, sending Zhao Si Hai tumbling to the ground with a loud smack, leaving a bright red palm print on his face.
A thread of blood also overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
"You dare to disturb me while I'm saving people? Believe it or not, I'll kill you first!"
Something like this happened, Lin Fei was originally full of anger and nowhere to vent it, Zhao Si Hai repeatedly made trouble, if not for the fact that he also wanted to save people, this slap, Lin Fei would have definitely knocked out a few of his front teeth.
Lin Fei's right hand moved, inserting the silver needle into Dean Yang's chest and then pulling it out again, repeating this process a total of six times.
In this process, he was sewing and unsewing at an extremely fast speed, to the point where his right hand left only a residual shadow in the air, which made people on the scene start to believe that Lin Fei had some real skills.
Although Lin Fei's acupuncture movements were standard and even magical, Zhao Sihai was not impressed at all. He also had some understanding of traditional Chinese medicine, and with his many years of medical experience, he knew that Yang would not be able to survive such serious injuries with just a few silver needles.
However, he who was slapped by Lin Fei dared not speak out in anger, suppressing his resentment towards Lin Fei deep within his heart. He thought to himself that when the opportunity arises, he would definitely teach this Lin Fei a good lesson.
Just ten minutes after Lin Fei's injection, an ambulance arrived with a siren, and after stopping steadily, a doctor and two nurses jumped out of the car.
One of the nurses was right next to Zhuang Ya Hui, who saw Lin Fei saving people with a silver needle. Zhuang Ya Hui was slightly shocked, when did silver needles become capable of saving severely injured patients who had been hit by cars?
Her grandfather didn't even have this skill.
"Director Zhao, you're here too?" The doctor who got off the ambulance looked at Zhao Si Hai in surprise and noticed the red mark on his face. "Director Zhao, what's wrong with your face? You weren't beaten by someone, were you?"
"Shut up!"
Zhao Si Hai was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on and suddenly jumped up.
"I've stabilized Dean Yang's injuries, hurry up and get him on the stretcher!"
Lin Fei hastily stopped the silver needle in his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and at this time, Zhuang Yahui and another nurse who had reacted quickly helped to lift the seriously injured Dean Yang onto a stretcher and sent him into the ambulance.
Lin Fei patted Xia Yingmeng's shoulder: "You must find that bastard for me, thank you."
"Don't worry!" Xiaoyan Meng nodded and said.
The police car opened the way, and more than ten minutes later, the ambulance arrived at the First People's Hospital of the city. The seriously injured President Yang was pushed into the operating room.
Seeing the seriously injured and unconscious Dean Yang entering the operating room, Zhao Sihai, as the director of surgery, had a flash of coldness in his eyes. Lin Fei's behavior just now made him feel that he had lost face.
There were so many detectives and even a passerby slapped him in the face, which made Zhao Sihai, who valued his face the most, harbor resentment!
"Lin Fei, you said it yourself, if something happens to me, you'll take full responsibility. Don't blame me then." Zhao Sihai rubbed the swollen spot on his face, his mind already twisted with resentment.
As the director of surgery, the operating room was his domain, and what he said went.