Chapter 125 Another Day of Sit-Ups on the Hospital Bed

Cen Lian limped when he went down the mountain.

When Zhui Shangwen did this, his adrenaline was so high that he actually sprained his foot when he fell. Fortunately, it wasn't serious, at least he didn't have to go on a stretcher.

Although the large force that followed seemed to want to put him on a stretcher.

A first-class man who can walk upright normally looks weird.

Of course, Cen Lian didn't know what they were thinking, but he just glanced at the border before leaving.

It can be seen from the hastily cut opening that Shang Wenqian found a temporary breakthrough when the overseas response was caught off guard.

If there had been such an opening a long time ago, Cen Lian probably would not have seen Shang Wenqian at all.

After coming down the mountain, Cen Lian was taken directly to the hospital.

Although he was not seriously injured in this battle, the blood that continued to seep from his arms was still a bit scary.

The well-informed surgeon cut his sleeves and took a look, then waved and called out a young doctor wearing glasses.

"Your injury is not serious, just debridement and suturing will be enough." He pointed at the young doctor, "Let him debridement and suturing you. There are a few more serious ones over there, I'll deal with them first."

Cen Lian's injury was indeed not serious, but Captain Zhao forced him to stay in the hospital for one night.

He struggled for a while and then lay down in the ward calmly.

Anyway, there are quite a lot of beds in the hospital here.

Cen Lian slept deeply. When he opened his eyes, he found two people standing on the left side of his hospital bed, two people on the right side, and another person at the end of the bed.

The first time they saw him open his eyes, all five people said in unison: "You're awake!"

Cen Lian was so frightened that he sat up and almost hit Tang Hua's head.

"Which one of you came up with such childish behavior?" Cen Lian covered his head. He woke up too violently. He hadn't eaten much all day, and he was a little hypoglycemic.

"What do you think?" Ququhan chuckled.

Cen Lian excluded her first.

He looked around, and finally his uncertain eyes rested on Wu Qiushan standing at the end of the bed.

"It can't be you, right?" He looked suspicious.

Wu Qiushan looked out the window and pretended not to hear what Cen Lian was saying.

Cen Lian:......

Sure enough, he still overestimated his hair size.

"Boss, please change your clothes first. Mr. Zhao will be here soon." After saying this, Ququhan slipped away.

Wang Yuanteng handed a set of clothes to Cen Lian, "The doctor came to check you while you were asleep. There is nothing wrong. The wound on your arm will heal in a little over half a month."

Cen Lian nodded, then took the clothes and put them on.

When he got out of bed, he felt sore all over his body.

No wonder Qi Yan and Tang Hua walked slowly, and Yuan Chenxi stopped jumping around. It seemed that everyone was a little exhausted.

"What are you doing, Mr. Zhao?" Cen Lian drank a bottle of mineral water and realized that it was Mr. Zhao who was coming.

He only met this big man once from a distance, but he was very impressed.

It stands to reason that the current mountain search work should not be over yet, and Mr. Zhao actually left the headquarters.

However, many armed police and anti-narcotics brothers were injured yesterday, and he probably came to express condolences.

"Then I don't know." Wang Yuanteng watched him change his clothes and found a place to sit down. "The mountain search operation is still going on, but this morning we found a portable cooler that was dumped near the border. Inside is the frozen brain that Yuntong Group is going to ship out of the country this time.”

Cen Lian was relieved that this thing was not given away.

Although these eighteen children are no longer here, at least they can return to the earth intact.

Cen Lian wanted to ask about the current situation, but he heard a voice saying hello at the door. When he looked up, it was indeed Mr. Zhao who was here.

Unexpectedly, he was the only one who didn't look like he was here to comfort the wounded.

"Mr. Zhao." Cen Lian saluted.

His arm doesn't hurt much anymore.

Zhao Wuming smiled and said, "Your wound hasn't healed yet, so don't salute for the time being."

Cen Lian put down his hand and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Zhao Wuming saw that his expression was restrained, so he took the initiative to speak.

"I'm here to thank you this time," he said with some emotion on his face, "Did you know that the Shang Wenqian gang is very active abroad. In the past ten years, we have confiscated hundreds of drugs imported into our country. Our anti-narcotics policemen sneaked into Southeast Asia almost non-stop, and a total of forty-seven people died at his hands!"

When Cen Lian heard this number, he suddenly understood why the anti-narcotics police in Shenzhen City and Yunnan Province gave them the green light without hesitation when they heard that the person they were tracking was called Shang Wenqian. All the procedures were almost complete. All omitted, Cen Lian has also gained unprecedented trust, and the entire Shenzhen city's public security system is cooperating with him to track Shang Wenqian's traces.

There is only one thought in everyone's mind.

Let Shang Wenqian and his accomplices face trial in China!

"Mr. Zhao, you don't need to thank me," Cen Lian looked at Zhao Wuming, "I am also a policeman and avenge my brothers who died. This is what I should do."

Zhao Wuming patted his uninjured shoulder.

"Well done!" He seemed to have a thousand words to say, but in the end he only uttered these three words.

Cen Lian looked at his leaving figure and felt an indescribable desolation.

"Forty-seven brothers," Wang Yuanteng sighed after Zhao Wuming left. "It's a pity that Shang Wengan only had one life."

"He should be in this hospital too." Cen Lian suddenly remembered something.

Wang Yuanteng nodded, "We went to see you before we came. There was a squad of armed police guarding the door, and there was another company of armed police stationed outside the hospital."

For a drug lord of this level, security work must never be relaxed.

"I'll go take a look too." Cen Lian was actually very unfamiliar with Shang Wengan's face.

Wu Qiushan had been silent before, and only spoke at this time.

"You didn't kill him on purpose, did you?"

"Didn't you see it at that time?" Cen Lian smiled, "For such a person, it would be too easy to kill him with one shot. At least he should be judged by the people."

Wang Yuanteng did not witness the scene at that time, and said with some regret: "I actually want to see how you stopped him before the border."

"It's not all my fault," Cen Lian thought of the oil barrel, "It was the heroic spirit of my ancestors who gave me the opportunity."

If Shang Wengan had not been tripped by the oil barrel, at the distance between them, his shot would have a high probability of not hitting.

But in those few short seconds, the distance between him and Shang Wengan was shortened to within the range of the submachine gun in his hand.

"The martyr will soon be buried in the Martyrs' Cemetery, and his family is being sought now." Yuan Chenxi also remembered what he saw when he opened the oil barrel, and his heart was filled with emotion.