At this time, Chen Xiaoyu's eyes suddenly widened. He looked at Qiao Hongbo, and his breathing immediately became rapid.
When their eyes met, Qiao Hongbo was stunned.
Then I realized that this guy had recognized me.
Since you have recognized me, I will simply let you see clearly!
Thinking of this, Qiao Hongbo quietly pulled down his mask, smiled evilly at Chen Xiaoyu, and then put the mask back on.
If you are not ruthless, you will not be able to stand firm!
It was you, Chen Xiaoyu, who sought death on your own. It was you who pushed me into desperate situations time and time again. So don’t blame me for being evil and ruthless!
Thinking of this, Qiao Hongbo's hand touched the ventilator tube again.
"The patient's heartbeat is abnormal and his blood pressure is elevated." The little female doctor who was monitoring the patient said loudly.
The attending doctor immediately said, "Replenish blood volume, pay attention to blood volume control, stop bleeding, and give another injection to stop bleeding."
"Stabilize blood pressure and monitor the electrocardiograph closely."
"Xiao Yao, Xiao Yao!"
A female doctor whispered, "Director Wang, he injured his pericardium, suffered a large amount of bleeding, and his left ventricle was severely hit and ruptured. Can he still be saved?"
Director Wang suddenly raised his head and said sincerely, "Try your best to save him. He is the son of Secretary Chen of the municipal party committee!"
One sentence immediately refreshed everyone's spirits and plunged them into intense work again.
Holy shit!
He is so virtuous, yet he can still be recognized!
No, I have to give you another dose of strong medicine!
Grabbing a piece of paper and wiping Chen Xiaoyu's face, Qiao Hongbo leaned into his ear and whispered, "If you can't survive today, I'm here to kill you!"
"Chen Xiaoyu, suffer death!"
Then he threw the tissue into the wastebasket next to him.
Qiao Hongbo knew that his words would be more severe than stabbing him again.
Sure enough, Chen Xiaoyu's head shook violently.
"The patient is emotionally unstable, give him anesthesia, quickly!" Director Wang shouted.
Everyone was stunned and found that the anesthesiologist was not there.
"You, give me a three-inch subcutaneous injection!" Director Wang ordered with a glance at Qiao Hongbo, holding the tweezers in his hand.
Qiao Hongbo was in a dilemma now.
I don’t know how to give injections at all, let alone how to inject three inches below the skin.
At this time, Chen Xiaoyu, who was still conscious, saw Qiao Hongbo holding a needle, and suddenly became extremely nervous.
"The heart rate has soared, one hundred and three." The little female doctor shouted timidly, "Director Wang, how could this happen?"
"One hundred and fifty, one hundred and fifty."
"One hundred and eighty!"
"Two hundred and one...Director Wang, him."
Didi didi...
Chen Xiaoyu's electrocardiogram monitor finally became a straight line.
Snap.
The tweezers in Director Wang's hand fell to the ground.
He looked at the ECG monitor absentmindedly, with disbelief written all over his face.
He had done surgeries like this before, and even more serious surgeries than this, he had brought patients back from the brink of death.
Chen Xiaoyu is young. How could his heartbeat suddenly accelerate after he had already been given medicine? This is not consistent with common sense.
The little female doctor covered Chen Xiaoyu's head with a white quilt.
Qiao Hongbo knew that Chen Xiaoyu's life was completely over, so he quietly retreated and plunged into the toilet, never daring to come out again.
Qiao Hongbo took out his cigarette, pulled out a cigarette with trembling hands, put it into his mouth and lit it, warning himself over and over again in his heart.
Chen Xiaoyu deserves it. He has done too many things that are harmful to nature, and he deserves to die.
I didn’t kill him, I didn’t kill him….
Chen Xiaoyu, Chen Xiaoyu, if you didn't want to kill me, how could I do this to you?
If you want to complain, you can only blame yourself for doing too many things that are unjust and unreasonable!
It wasn't until the hysterical crying came from outside that it gradually stopped. Qiao Hongbo sighed, straightened his clothes, and left the operating room.
When he came to the men's room on the third floor, Qiao Hongbo took off his white coat, tore it into strips, threw it into the toilet, flushed it away, then left the hospital expressionlessly, took a taxi, Go straight to People's Park.
After jumping into his car, Qiao Hongbo stepped on the accelerator and drove straight to Qingyuan County.
Returning to Yiqing Xiaozhu, he directly closed the curtains, then lay on the bed, looking longingly at the white roof.
He didn't sleep well that night.
Because as soon as he closed his eyes, Chen Xiaoyu's wide-open eyes of fear would appear in his mind when he was about to die.
At four o'clock in the morning, Qiao Hongbo couldn't sleep anymore. He sat up and lit a cigarette for himself.
At this moment, the phone suddenly rang.
He took the phone and looked at it, and it turned out to be a message from Han Jing: Everything is as you expected, thank you.
Qiao Hongbo raised the corner of his mouth slightly and replied quickly: Everything is as you wish, you're welcome.
Ten seconds later, Han Jing's text message came over again: Would you like to celebrate sometime?
To be honest, the curse that had been firmly placed on her head and made her fearful all day was finally lifted. Han Jing was both nervous and excited.
Nervously, she was afraid that the police would find out about her.
What’s exciting is that Chen Xiaoyu’s evil deeds will be punished!
Holy shit!
This bitch still wants to meet, is she crazy?
Qiao Hongbo quickly replied to her: From now on, you and I will forget each other in the world, and we will never meet each other in this life.
Sure enough, Han Jing never sent him a text message again.
At 10:30 in the morning, Qiao Hongbo was in his work unit and was thinking a lot when his phone suddenly rang.
He took out his phone and saw that it was Zhu Hao calling.
Qiao Hongbo's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He quickly picked up the phone, turned around and walked out the door, "Hello, Brother Zhu."
"Xiao Qiao, there is something I must tell you." Zhu Hao whispered, "Chen Xiaoyu is dead!"
"Dead?" Qiao Hongbo pretended to be shocked and asked, "When?"
"Yesterday afternoon." Zhu Hao paused and then asked, "That night, after I left, Chen Xiaoyu didn't say anything to you, right?"
"No." Qiao Hongbo replied.
"Didn't he tell you that he had a grudge against anyone under the influence of alcohol?" Zhu Hao asked.
"No." Qiao Hongbo asked worriedly, "Brother Zhu, what do you mean? Are you suspecting that I killed him?"
"How is that possible?" Zhu Hao's words dispelled Qiao Hongbo's doubts, "In the past two days, the police may want to question you, so be prepared."
After Zhu Hao finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Looking at the darkened mobile phone screen, Qiao Hongbo panicked.
I thought everything was done perfectly, but when I think about it carefully, there are still big loopholes.
First of all, Chen Xiaoyu drugged himself and Han Jing that night. Although he was dead, Xiaorou knew it well.
Since the police will ask him for questioning, Xiaorou may not tell the police these things.
Secondly, there is indeed a conflict between Zhou Zhenyu and Chen Xiaoyu, but Chen Xiaoyu suddenly came to the door and then caused a death. There are many strange things about this matter, and Chen Hongfei will definitely investigate it clearly.
Third, can Han Jing withstand the pressure?
Thinking of this, Qiao Hongbo lit a cigarette for himself.
I was so stupid. I thought my plan was perfect, but after all, it was full of loopholes. What should I do?
At this moment, Song Yajie appeared at the door of the big office. She said in a clear voice, "Senior Qiao, Secretary Zhou is calling you."
