Inside the hospital.
Qin Yu's anesthetic energy had just passed, and the whole person looked weak, lying on the hospital bed, his face pale, and he said with a long sigh, "Hehe, damn, Yuan Hua really knows how to squeeze persimmons. Old Li, he is sure. I didn't dare to move, I was afraid that it would completely irritate Lao Li, so...just throw my anger on me and kill me."
The old cat looked at Qin Yu with guilt and whispered back: " I also blamed me. I didn't think so much at the beginning, so I had to let you in. Looking at it now, you were right not to help Qi Lin at first. There is Lao Li behind me, and he doesn't dare to take me in easily. But you..."
"Everything is done, what do you say are those useful for?" Qin Yu touched the gauze on his butt, gritted his teeth and cursed: "If you can't do it, just take precautions."
"It's okay. During this time, we will be here in shifts to take care of you." Zhu Wei stood at the window and interjected: "The troubles on the dirt street are so big that everyone on the road is being watched. I guess he wouldn't dare to go down again. It's a black hand."
"Thanks, Xiaowei, Guan Qi, you saved my life." Qin Yu thanked him sincerely.
"Don't talk about it," Guan Qi squinted his teeth and waved his hand: "You will be done with your injuries." While
everyone was chatting, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Lao Li stepped in.
"Director!"
"Li Si!"
"...!"
Everyone got up, saluted and greeted.
Lao Li glanced at the crowd, waved his hand and said: "Old cat stays, you go out and walk around, I will say a few words alone."
"Okay."
"You talk."
After Zhu Wei, Guan Qi and others replied, they immediately walked out of the ward.
"Director!" Qin Yu held on to the bed and was about to sit up straight with one butt.
"Lie down, lie down." Lao Li walked to the bed and patted Qin Yu on the shoulder, reached out and sat down on the chair that the old cat had brought, frowned and said, "The situation is not very optimistic."
"It's pretty good today ." Sad, isn't it?" The old cat asked, standing beside him.
"It's not just sad." Lao Li lit a cigarette and said with a serious face: "More than 30 bodies were lifted out of the dirt street last night, and hundreds of people were injured. Today, the radio and Internet media were blocked like flies. At the door of the superintendent, he is preparing for a follow-up report. If it were not for the police station, he would be afraid of a scandal. It is estimated that the news would be reported by the media in the northern capital."
When Lao Mao and Qin Yu heard this, they were not convinced.
"Fortunately, the garrison arrived quickly. Otherwise, the situation will further escalate, and there will be a riot of thousands of people, or riots of tens of thousands of people. Then I will definitely end class today, and I will even be prosecuted and held accountable by the prosecutor." He was smoking a cigarette with a tired face, and continued in a hoarse voice: "Tomorrow I am going to Fengbei and meet my former teacher." Qin Yu listened quietly without interrupting.
"But the teacher is the teacher, and the relationship is the relationship. If you want someone above to help me speak against Yuan Hua and the others, you have to have vested interests that someone can get." Lao Li added steadily, "I can't take it. How much is actually a trivial matter, the main reason is how to make people above believe that this event is profitable."
"What do you mean?" Qin Yu asked tentatively.
"The Ma family has been rectified. Basically, there is nothing to fight back on the black street. But how can I satisfy the interests of the upper class without supporting them? Let me pay for my own money. Do I have the capital? "Lao Li looked at Qin Yu and said, "So, the key point of the matter is still on the Ma's side. Only when they re-pull the medicine thread work, we can fight Yuan Hua on the ground. Yes. If profit, the relationship will come naturally."
"I understand what you mean." Qin Yu nodded.
"The supply channel on the Ma's side has been broken." The old cat pondered for a while, frowning and interjecting: "When Aaron died, they couldn't get the goods at all. Then even if he can pull up the team, there is no business. Do it."
"That's what I'm talking about." Old Li stared at Qin Yu and said: "I want to find a way to contact Qi Lin. In any case, I have to find Along's supply channels during his lifetime. As long as there is a supply of goods, the Ma family will do it. I can continue to do business and generate a lot of profits. This way, I can get in touch with the upper-level relationships, and they will also be willing to help speak."
"Yes, the source of goods is the core of the incident." Qin Yu nodded and said, "Yuan Hua did this. The Ma family, isn't it because they can get low-cost but high-quality medicines."
"Yes." Old Li nodded.
"But Qi Lin told me about this. He said that Along did leave him a contact information, but he didn't find it at the time." Qin Yu was a little angry.
Old Li smoked his cigarette, squinted at Qin Yu and said, "Are you aware of the seriousness of the matter now?"
Qin Yu was taken aback.
"That night, when you wanted to protect Qilin on the dirt street, I was also forced to speak up. This not only offended Yuan Hua, but also offended the interests behind him. So if we can't use the drug line to consolidate the upper class Relationship, confrontation with the Yuan family and their relationship, it is a matter of being retaliated sooner or later." Lao Li said with a very serious expression: "I will still not be the director at that time. Whether you can survive in the nine districts, it won't matter. It's easy to say."
After Qin Yu heard this, he instantly understood what Lao Li meant.
If you can't connect to the medicine line, not only will Lao Li be unable to protect himself, Qin Yu himself may also be killed by others.
"I'm telling you that you must reconnect Aaron's supply channels anyway. Otherwise, you should leave the 9th district as soon as possible." Old Li reminded in a low voice, "Yuan Hua would not care about you if he wants revenge. Is it a police officer?"
Qin Yu thought for a long time: "Then I have to go back to the planning area and have a chat with Qi Lin in person."
"You raise it for a while, and when you can leave, go and do it right away. "Lao Li got up and said, "I will also go to Fengbei tomorrow, first test the teacher's tone."
"I understand, Director."
"In addition, the old horse must be hidden. The police station is already there. After finishing the evidence chain, his wanted order is already in my office." Old Li exhorted again.
After considering it for a while, the old cat immediately asked: "What about Ma Lao Er and Damin? This is what I promised Lao Ma Tau to do before."
"Now at this moment, how can we still operate them? Wait a minute." Lao Li dropped a sentence, turned and left.
In the ward filled with the smell of disinfectant, Qin Yu looked at the ceiling in a melancholy and uneasy manner, and said with a long sigh: "I thought the planning area would be very complicated, but I didn't expect that... the place where people really eat is watching The nine districts are relatively safe."
"I regret it a little bit, I pitted you." The old cat was indeed very uncomfortable.
Qin Yu licked his lips: "My character is that I won't regret what I have done. Don't put these words on your lips every day, I'm upset listening."
The old cat pondered for a long while and looked at Qin Yu. Said: "This time you go back to the planning area, I will go with you."
"Old Li won't let you go." Qin Yu smiled.
"If I was the one who would hide in trouble, I wouldn't have helped Qi Lin at the beginning." The old cat replied without hesitation: "Don't say much, I'll go with you this time."
Qin Yu looked at the old man. Cat grinned.
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Area to be planned.
With crutches, Qi Lin stepped into a dilapidated room and looked up to see his mother sorting packages.
"Mom, what are you doing?"
"Pack your clothes." The old lady sat on the cold bed, lowered her head and pulled out a black leather bag from her bag.
Qi Lin looked at the black leather bag for a moment, frowned and asked: "Mom, this bag...?!"