Chapter 47: Second-Class Inspector

  I looked around, this bald donkey drove away cleanly, not leaving a single ghost for me. The eagle lost its sharp claws, the tiger dropped its pointed teeth. Nothing to do but pretend to be dead, I closed my eyes and didn't move.

  The crowd rushed in and lifted up the bewildered big-bellied policeman, then they hastily carried me onto a police car and sent me to the hospital.

  "I want to go to the forensic clinic!" I suddenly opened my eyes and said to the nurse who was pushing the moving stretcher.

  "Ah~ okay, lie still and don't move." The nurse was startled by me, but still responded with a sound, turned around and pushed me into the forensic clinic.

  "Doctor, how come I didn't break any bones?" After finishing the examination, it turned out that it was just a superficial injury.

  "How come you're still so disappointed?" asked the old professor in a white coat with a smile.

  "No, no, it's getting better and better, but I have a headache, dizziness" I couldn't let them give me two kinds of medicine to get rid of me, I had to pretend.

  "Let's go, let's stay for a few days and observe first." The old doctor is indeed responsible for his patients.

  "Go ahead, I want a single room, I want special care, I want the best food..." I said quickly.

  "Conscious and alert, no need for intensive care!" The old doctor gave me a glance.

  "Hey buddy, is this a crematorium?......"

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  ……

  My nonsense didn't work, and I still couldn't get the special care, but I ended up with a single room, and was assigned a young nurse who just graduated, and she's pretty good-looking, hehe~ hehe~

  "Xiao Chen, has anyone ever told you that you're quite pretty?" Seeing the beauty, I, who was originally exhausted, didn't feel sleepy anymore, and quickly became familiar with this little nurse.

  "Hey big brother, has anyone ever told you that you're quite ugly?" A basin of cold water.

  "This is what I got from being beaten by the police, actually I don't look that bad, wait a few days for the swelling to go down and you'll know. To say that at the age of 23 or 24, one wouldn't be moved by a pretty girl, that's a lie."

  "Are you a criminal?" Little Chen's face was guarded.

  "I am a soldier, the police caught the wrong person." I replied dejectedly.

  "Big brother, you're a soldier?" When she heard that I was a military man, the little girl's face showed an expression of admiration.

  "Yes, it's still special forces" I didn't lie, but the second half of training dogs I didn't say.

  "Big brother, can you tell me something about the troops?" The little girl gave me an IV drip and poked me several times before finding the right spot, it hurt so much that I was grimacing in pain. If it were someone else, they would have yelled at her to change shifts already.

  Next thing you can all guess, I'm not over-exaggerating but adding some flavor to a few interesting things that happened in the troops. Ordinary wrestling makes me boast like it's the "Buddha Palm", and the intense ones seem like even if the "Terminator" came, I could knock him down with one punch.

  "Big brother, you're so capable, how did you end up getting beaten like this?" The little girl isn't stupid either.

  "I didn't take it to heart, although the police made a mistake, I couldn't stoop to their level." I muttered to myself, trying to sound noble, but in reality, not only did I not have such a big heart, but also some things that happened later were quite excessive.

  "Big brother, you're really great, do you have a girlfriend?" the little girl asked.

  "Not yet, I haven't been in a relationship before. How about you, Little Chen?" Haha, this is getting interesting!

  "We just talked about one……” As soon as the little girl opened her mouth, my heart cooled down completely. Damn it, even good cabbage is dug up by pigs. If I were in a place, I would have to occupy at least one spot first. It's all because of being a soldier that caused this trouble.

  "How long have we been talking? Ah, my head hurts, I'm not feeling well...my head hurts..." My eyes scanned the doorway and found several police officers in uniform pushing their way in, so I quickly pretended to be ill.

  "Upon mounting the wind, our director sees you've arrived." I found that no matter which dynasty or era's officials, they generally don't speak first.

  "Oh no, I have a headache, Xiao Chen quickly give me an IV drip." I didn't bother with these guys at all, your official rank has nothing to do with me.

  "It's already been done just now." The little nurse stood up and gave way to the police.

  "Little brother, sorry about that, our work has been sloppy." The director didn't put on any airs and sat down at the edge of the bed with a plop.

  "Oh" I didn't know how to respond, and with a sigh, my anger dissipated a lot. Originally, I was furious, but this director's simple apology actually made me feel much better. In fact, many times what we're really concerned about isn't gain or loss, just a matter of pride.

  "What's with all the tension? Go down and wait for me." The director said to several other police officers who were vigilantly watching me by his side.

  "Director Zhang, I heard from people in the police station that he can..." A policeman pointed at me and started speaking.

  "I've told you, go out and wait for me. Little comrade, you also go out first." The director with the surname Zhang drove away several attendants and nurses with a gloomy face.

  Watching Xiaochen leave with them, I wanted to call out to her, but in the end, I didn't say a word.

  "Little brother, I've checked and you're a soldier, still in service. Causing such a misunderstanding is really our work's mistake, I apologize to you on their behalf." The police officer with the rank of Deputy Superintendent of Police in front of me formally apologized like this, leaving me at a loss for words, the tough stance I had prepared beforehand was now completely useless. A Deputy Superintendent of Police is equivalent to a general in our troops!

  "There's nothing, actually I also have my own faults, what about those who hit me? How were they dealt with?" A wicked fist doesn't hit a smiling face, let alone this smiling face isn't just any ordinary identity. Despite that, just relying on two sentences to make me take the beating in vain, I'm not going to do it.

  "Rest assured that we will seriously deal with this and give you an explanation. In the police force, no matter what achievements you had in the past, they cannot be used as an excuse for your contempt of discipline..."

  "What's with the big belly?" I rudely interrupted Director Zhang's words.

  "The main culprit of last year's 2.25 brutal murder case was caught by him, and despite being stabbed four times, he still managed to handcuff the criminal's hands and feet together, buying precious time for his arriving teammates, usually a bit hot-tempered..."

  The big-bellied handcuff-wielding cop is quite good, I've experienced his temper firsthand. However, one thing that makes me suspicious is how he managed to catch the culprit with such a big belly - was the killer crippled?

  "Alright, Director Zhang, everyone makes mistakes sometimes. I won't pursue this further, but I still hope that in your future law enforcement processes, you can treat everyone equally without discrimination." I said with a deep breath. Officer Li added, "Your actions are incredibly swift, why don't ordinary distress calls get such prompt responses?"

  "We must accept the reasonable suggestions of the masses. You take good care of your injuries and speak up if you need anything."

  Director Zhang's words are still quite pleasant to hear, but what makes me feel more intimate is the cigarette box faintly visible in his pocket. "Director Zhang, can you give me a cigarette?" I've been suffocating from not smoking for half a day and I'm about to die, so I thickened my skin and asked him for a cigarette.

  "Can you take a break?" Director Zhang said with his mouth still pulling out a pack of cigarettes.

  "Thank you," I said sincerely. A cigarette had won me over. This Director Zhang must be a good official, not corrupt, and he even smokes 50-cent cigarettes.

  "Take good care of yourself, I'll leave first since there's nothing else. By the way, I've asked someone to drive your car and park it in the underground parking lot," said Director Zhang as he stood up and put the keys on the cabinet beside the bed.

  "It's all right, I'm leaving too." I pressed the nurse call button on the headboard.

  "Why don't you stay for a few more days and observe? We'll take care of the expenses." It's clear that Director Zhang is genuinely concerned about me.

  "It's all right, don't worry about the money, I have it. You go first." As I said that, I was about to get up and see this good official off. Just as I stood up, I realized there was still a needle stuck in me. With a wave of my right hand, a wisp of true energy helped Director Zhang pull open the half-closed hospital room door.

  "Ah, you, you." Director Zhang smiled and pointed at me with his finger, but didn't show much surprise, then turned around and left.

  "Big brother, what are you going to do?" Little Chen finally caught up.

  "What kind of crappy medicine is this, it hurts so much, take it out quickly." I pointed at the needle on my hand.

  "There's no medicine in here, isn't it what you said that I couldn't eat? This is glucose to supplement physical strength," Little Chen said as he helped me pull out the needle.

  Originally, I didn't want to stay in this expensive hospital room anymore, and now that I know the little nurse has a boyfriend, she doesn't look so pleasant to me either. Why not leave?

  "Little Chen, go and tell them to stop the medicine, don't waste any more money." I got up and grabbed a box beside me.

  "Okay." The little nurse took down the IV bottle and turned around to leave.

  "By the way, Little Chen, you should get rid of those freckles on your face..."