"Young man, if you want to call the police, that’s a lot of compensation. I think you should settle it." An old lady in her sixties came over and said to Qin Shaojie that her colleague was sideways and winked at the man in black down just now.
Although it was hidden, it was clearly seen by Qin Shaojie.
Ok, this is a group street to touch porcelain.
Chapter 129 Want to break your leg? Yi [6 more]
I don’t know who called the police, and soon a traffic policeman came up behind the crowd.
"What’s the matter?" The traffic police looked at Qin Shaojie and asked
"She said I hit her." Qin Shaojie shrugged and pointed to Rolls-Royce behind him.
Well, Rolls-Royce can’t see one in Feng Hong either. This guy probably has some background.
"Are you a car?" The traffic police asked.
"No" said and waved to Ethan to come.
"He’s a driver," Qin Shaojie said, pointing to Ethan.
"Is he a driver?" The traffic police was surprised that it was a foreign driver? I looked at the license plate again. I don’t know if I saw it. It was really a shock, Beijing AW.
"This elder sister, are you sure he hit you?" The traffic police turned back and asked, by the way, the woman sitting on the ground made a wink. That means give up. Even if he hit you, he couldn’t help but see that it was Jinghua. What can I do if you insist?
The woman as if didn’t see the traffic police eyes still sat on the ground shouted.
"What’s the matter? What’s the matter? If you have money, you’ll be terrible. Don’t you pay for hitting someone?" Saying this, he howled with his legs in his arms.
Grandma is so annoying. Didn’t you break your leg? I told you this time that your real leg was broken. Qin Shaojie looked at it, pinched a finger, and made a real yuan.
"Ah, it hurts. My leg is broken." The traffic police were trying to ask Qin Shaojie for advice when they suddenly heard a woman scream. Looking back, they were rolling around with their legs in their arms.
"What’s the matter?" The traffic police inexplicably asked, looking at a woman in pain, she actually shed a cold sweat in winter.
"Police, look at her pain. How could she not be hit by him?" The man in black down immediately said to the traffic police.
"Do you want to send it to the hospital?" The traffic police looked at Qin Shaojie and asked
"Come on, then. Feed two people to help her. Comrade traffic police, please come with me." Qin Shaojie said.
"Line" The traffic police happily promised to come and then helped the woman who was still rolling on the ground. Qin Shaojie wore a black down car and the man followed the car. Qin Shaojie gave him a look and didn’t care about him.
"What happened to Shao Jie?" Lingfang see Qin Shaojie car and looked at the howling woman some worry and asked.
"Nothing, let’s go to the hospital."
Seeing the woman being sent to the emergency room, the black down man’s heart was pounding. Mom doesn’t pretend to be like this, does she? Is something really wrong?
"Hey, is that your wife?" Qin Shaojie suddenly asked
"Yes?" When the man was thinking about what was going on, Qin Shaojie suddenly came. He just blurted it out and said it before reflecting it.
"No, it’s not that I didn’t talk to her." The man hurriedly said.
"Well, your name is Han Daping, and that woman’s name is Ma Guilan. Did you say you told her? Then how did I get the text message saying that you two are husband and wife? " Qin Shaojie light said
Just sitting in the car, Qin Shaojie fiddled with his mobile phone and took pictures of both of them, and then sent it to Qin He’s mobile phone to ask Qin He to find out the two men.
"I … you, how do you know?" The man was frightened. Who is this guy? How can you know your name and your wife’s name?
"Come on, don’t you, you, me and me." Qin Shaojie interrupted the man and said to the traffic police later.
"Comrade traffic police, please call your traffic police brigade and ask them to check the surveillance video to see if I hit someone."
"You have sent her to the hospital. Is it necessary to settle it privately?" The traffic police asked.
"Besides, I didn’t pull up the surveillance video in Lima. It’s all a procedure."
Fuck it. It’s fun to chase people for fines.
Qin Shaojie didn’t tell him more, just took out his omnipotent green little one and left it in the arms of the traffic police.
"Huh?" One leng, the traffic police picked it up and looked down upon it. This look really scared him. The four license plates were awesome enough. This small one turned out to be the National Security Bureau.
"Is it ok now?" Qin Shaojie asked
"But … but" the traffic police stammered and took out the walkie-talkie and asked to see the surveillance video, and then reported Qin Shaojie’s identity.
What? This is the National Security Bureau?
The black eiderdown man was scared when he heard the traffic police report Qin Shaojie’s identity on the intercom.
"This … traffic police comrade I I think forget it. We are touching porcelain," the man stammered.
Before the traffic police could speak, they saw the emergency room doctor coming.
"Which one of you is the family of the injured?"
"I’m a doctor. My wife is fine. Let’s go now." The man hurriedly said.
"Who says your wife is fine?" The doctor looked at the man inexplicably.
"The calf muscles are shrinking. Is this nothing?"
"What what?" The man was frightened that he could see clearly and didn’t touch the car at all. How did this happen? Department atrophy?
The doctor also ignored the man’s surprised expression and continued
"After examination, the atrophic muscles are still spreading again. I’m here to inform you that she needs amputation. Since you are her husband, please sign it and hand in the surgery in the lobby." The doctor handed the man a form and said.
After listening to the doctor’s words, the man is as stupid as lightning.
"Hey want to what? Still don’t sign to pay for surgery? " The doctor pushed the man and asked
"He hit the police comrade and broke my wife’s leg." The man suddenly shouted at Qin Shaojie.
"Are you sick? Just now, I also admitted that it was touching porcelain, which will be said that I hit you and ask the doctor if it hit you. "Qin Shaojie said lightly.
"We took a picture of the injured calf, and it is true that the muscle atrophy was not caused by external forces. What is the specific reason? We can check it later. Now it is important to amputate the horse, otherwise the whole leg may be lost. Go and hand it in," the doctor urged again
"How is it possible? How is it possible that my wife has always been in good health?" The man was completely dumbfounded as if frost had beaten the eggplant.
"Go and wait for no man." The doctor urged again and turned back to the emergency room.
"Traffic police comrades you also know now? I didn’t touch her at all, so I don’t know why. You were there at that time, and you heard me scream later. "Qin Shaojie shrugged his shoulders and said.
"This is really not your business. Just now, there was a message from the front desk that your car really didn’t touch him," said the traffic police.
This is really strange. Is it karma to break your leg without touching it?
"Well, I’m going." Qin Shaojie looked at the man who was still in a daze and said hello to the traffic police and walked out of the hospital without looking back.
Chapter 13 Class reunion [7] More
In fact, Qin Shaojie’s doing this is not the most ruthless or the world now.
Now, no one in this world cares about the face, no one knows how to respect it, and some people know what morality is. Since the Peng Yu case happened, many people have never dared to help the old man cross the street and help the good man when he fell down. Are there any good people in this society now? Maybe, but now the word "good man" is as derogatory as the word "professor and expert", and "good man" refers to a person with a dull brain for short.
If the profession of touching porcelain existed hundreds of years ago, at that time, it was just the opposite to what it is now. These things are all about people who have money and money at home and have nothing to do to harm people. They don’t have fun in Qian Tu to bully people, but now touching porcelain has really become a profession, a high-risk and high-income profession.