jdhmnovel Chapter 64 The Sister in the True and False Jin Wen (5)
Chapter 64 The Sister in the True and False Jin Wen (5)
Going up the mountain is difficult, but going down is easier.
The four of them didn't stop for a moment and rushed down the mountain in one go.
It's that feeling of being on top of the world, stretching as far as the eye can see, that always gives people a sense of panic.
It's just that none of them are afraid of heights, otherwise just looking at them would make their legs go weak.
The bodyguards following them at a moderate distance were a bit better off than them. They didn't need to rest going up the mountain and came down easily, which made Le Yan very envious.
"He truly deserves to be called a veteran. I wish I had that kind of physique."
With a sigh, and looking at the finish line so close at hand, Le Yan silently quickened her pace.
"Wait for me, sister."
Passing Ning Zhiyu and Meng Cili, who were trying to quicken their pace, Zhao Weizhou snorted coldly at them and hurriedly caught up with Le Yan.
"Sister, we need to be careful next!"
Before he could finish speaking, a flash of cold light appeared, and Zhao Weizhou immediately pushed Le Yan away.
"puff"
A white knife went in and a red knife came out. Zhao Weizhou clutched his abdomen and kicked the man who suddenly appeared from the side, who looked like a madman.
"Zhouzhou!"
Things happened so fast that by the time Le Yan realized what was happening, she had already seen Zhao Weizhou covered in blood.
This sudden man-made disaster caused a disturbance among the crowds coming and going at the foot of the mountain.
"Aaaaaah! Murder! Murder!"
The knife-wielding man who had been kicked away by Zhao Weizhou got up and kept swinging his knife, injuring no one. After several men and women were slashed, Meng Cili finally grabbed him from behind and took the weapon away.
"Quickly, call the police! Quickly dial 120!"
There are already many people at the foot of Mount Tai, and now this knife attack has occurred. If the crowd gets chaotic, it will be very dangerous.
The bodyguards had already spotted the man with the knife when he rushed out, but they were blocked by the crowd as they tried to move forward.
Another tragedy occurred; as they pushed forward, the crowd ran backward, taking them all with them.
By the time they finally broke through the crowd, Zhao Weizhou had already lost a lot of blood.
The lead bodyguard immediately took off his clothes to cover his wound, then picked him up and said to Leyan, "Miss, I'll take the young master to the hospital first."
Excessive blood loss is no small matter; he must take the person to the hospital first.
Le Yan's hands were covered in blood. Hearing this, she nodded frantically, "Quick, quick, go..."
With Meng Cili's help, she got up and hurriedly chased after him, leaving behind only one sentence: "Brother Cili, Xiaoyu, you wait here for the police to arrive."
Someone had to stay behind to wait for the police. Meng Cili and Ning Zhiyu looked worried. They wanted to go to the hospital with her, but didn't want to contradict her, so they could only nod and say, "Don't worry, we'll handle everything."
Looking back at the crazed man who was still shouting "Kill! Kill! Kill!", Meng Cili frowned, his eyes filled with disgust and coldness.
If Zhao Weizhou hadn't pushed Le Yan away, it would be Le Yan who would be the one stabbed and injured now.
The thought of that scene made Meng Cili grit his teeth in hatred.
Ning Zhiyu stepped forward slightly, carefully observed the expression of the man with the knife, and whispered to Meng Cili, "He might be mentally ill. We need to get a lawyer and bring him to justice."
She loathed these lunatics who, instead of seeking proper treatment, went out and endangered society. Especially when the person who was almost injured was her beloved Sister Yan, she felt even more annoyed and wanted to execute this lunatic on the spot.
Looking again at the several injured people around her who had been indiscriminately attacked, Ning Zhiyu's expression turned serious. So what if someone is mentally ill? Does being mentally ill give them the right to kill people at will?
Meng Cili lowered his eyes, tapped his phone lightly, and sent out a few messages.
"He'll pay the price."
Mentally ill people are pitiful, but mentally ill people who hurt or kill others are not worthy of sympathy.
Meanwhile, at the municipal hospital not far from Mount Tai, Le Yan, having washed the blood off her hands, anxiously watched the operating room.
Suddenly, they heard the sound of a door opening, and a nurse hurriedly came out. Le Yan asked nervously, "Nurse, is my brother alright?"
The nurse's eyes were filled with anxiety. "The patient has lost too much blood and needs a transfusion. Does any of you have type B blood?"
B... ... Type B blood?!
Le Yan, who had been looking worried, suddenly froze, her eyes blank, unable to react.
How could it be blood type B?
She looked obviously unwell, and the bodyguard behind her quickly stepped forward, "Nurse, I have type B blood, I can receive the transfusion."
Watching the bodyguard follow the nurse inside for a blood transfusion, Le Yan stood there dumbfounded.
Her parents and she all have type A blood, so how could her younger brother possibly have type B blood?
It's impossible for two people with blood type A to have a child with blood type B.
Unable to stop blinking, Le Yan's mind was in complete turmoil.
But her younger brother, who was in the operating room, was more important, so she could only suppress these thoughts for the time being and wait anxiously outside the operating room.
Shortly after, the operating room lights went out.
The doctor came out and said, "Family members, don't worry, the patient is fine now."
Fortunately, he only lost a lot of blood and the knife did not pierce his internal organs, so Zhao Weizhou was not seriously injured.
"Thank you doctor."
After learning that the person was alright, Le Yan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to follow them to the ward when she saw Meng Cili rushing over.
"Yan Yan."
Meng Cili glanced at Le Yan and, seeing that she looked fine, knew that Zhao Weizhou was not seriously injured.
"How's it going on your end? How did the police handle it?"
Thinking of the thrilling incident just now, Le Yan's brows furrowed slightly.
"The person who committed the knife attack is mentally ill and has been temporarily detained by the police. Further investigation is needed."
After all, the law is lenient towards the mentally ill, and they need to do more to bring the man who committed the crime to justice.
"Mental illness?" Le Yan's lips twitched, her face full of displeasure. If you're sick, why don't you go get treatment? What kind of people are you harming?
Ironically, these mentally ill people who injure or kill others are given special leniency by the law. No wonder people say that mentally ill people can kill without breaking the law. If this continues, anyone who kills someone can claim to be mentally ill.
Le Yan had a cold expression, showing some dissatisfaction with the legal regulations.
Meng Cili put his hand on her shoulder and whispered, "Don't worry, I won't let those who deserve punishment escape their crimes."
Unable to bear seeing Leyan angry, Ning Zhiyu changed the subject: "Let's go see Weizhou, he might have woken up."
Pulling Le Yan into the ward, Ning Zhiyu and Meng Cili carefully examined Zhao Weizhou, who was still unconscious, their eyes flashing slightly.
Le Yan sat down by the bed and stared at her younger brother on the bed for a while. After the anger subsided, the question about blood type unconsciously flashed through her mind again.
Type A, Type B, Type A, Type B...
She subconsciously reached out, seemingly to stroke Zhao Weizhou's forehead, but in reality, she quietly plucked a hair from his head.
Carefully holding it in her hand, Le Yan calmly stood up. "Brother Xiao Ci, Xiao Yu, I'm going to find the doctor to ask about Zhou Zhou's condition. You wait here for me."
The two immediately stood up and said in unison, "I'll go with you."
Le Yan smiled and said, "No need, you guys stay here and watch over Zhouzhou for me."
She refused, and Meng Cili and Ning Zhiyu had no choice but to comply.
"Well, go and come back soon."
Le Yan nodded, left the ward, but instead of going to see the doctor, she went straight to the DNA testing room on the fifth floor.
"Could you please help me get a paternity test done?"