Bei Ran slightly furrowed her brows: "So you an that Xiao Liu might have been threatened before he could testify in court. After the trial ended, soone maliciously eliminated him as a witness."
"It’s possible!" Gu Qingchen said as he gazed at her, her eyes brimming with redness, "Good girl, no more crying!"
"Qingchen, I’ll co with you!" Bei Ran looked at him and nodded firmly.
Gu Qingchen gripped her small hand: "Alright, let’s go together!"
When they drove to the hospital, Bei Ran went to wait outside the ergency room, while Gu Qingchen quickly changed into surgical attire and went through a series of sterilization procedures for his hands and forearms before entering the operating theater.
Yang Junyi was the attending doctor; he was trying to stop the bleeding on Xiao Liu.
"Junyi, what’s the situation?" Gu Qingchen ca over.
Seeing him, Yang Junyi said: "The outlook isn’t good. The car hit him intentionally; Xiao Liu was thrown into the air, landed headfirst, and then the car ran over him again, fracturing his sternum, rupturing his liver, breaking both legs... No one would believe it wasn’t deliberate murder..."
"Save him first!" Gu Qingchen beca solemn, but as a doctor, saving lives was his nature.
Outside the ergency room.
As Bei Ran was waiting, unexpectedly, she saw Fang Zimo, which caught her by surprise.
Fang Zimo also saw Bei Ran, this stunningly beautiful woman, pale-faced and with red eyes, clearly showing signs of sorrow.
Before he had the chance to greet her, Song Xuyao arrived with his subordinates.
Song Xuyao said: "The traffic police have transferred this case to our major cri unit. Based on the collision and tire tracks at the scene, we can’t rule out intentional homicide. Mr. Fang Zimo, you were an eyewitness at the scene and called the police. Please accompany us to give a statent, we hope it will help us catch the culprit!"
Only then did Bei Ran realize it was Fang Zimo who had co across Xiao Liu, which explained why Fang Zimo was at the hospital!
Fang Zimo looked at him: "Sir Song, if it’s convenient, let’s record it here! I still have matters to attend to."
Song Xuyao nodded and then ordered his n to record his statent.
Bei Ran was also curious about what had happened, so she turned her gaze towards Fang Zimo.
In an office, Fang Zimo called Bei Ran over to join him and a young sir.
Bei Ran sat next to Fang Zimo, with the young sir sitting across from them, separated by a coffee table.
Fang Zimo recalled: "I was driving by the intersection on Guilin West Road, when I heard a loud ’bang’, and saw soone fly into the air. His head hit the ground first, instantly staining it crimson. Then a black Honda minivan ran over him again crazily fast. It all happened within a minute or two before people could react; the minivan had already driven off. As a forr doctor, I imdiately got out to check the situation, instructing passersby to call the police. Without any dical equipnt on hand, I could only do a rough assessnt. He had a severe head injury from hitting the ground, and tire marks over his chest and legs indicating liver rupture and fractures in both legs. I waited at the scene for the dics who put him on a respirator and rushed him to the hospital..."
"Did you see the license plate number of the Honda minivan? Did you get a clear look at the driver’s characteristics?" the young sir asked.
Fang Zimo shook his head: "My focus was entirely on the injured party, I didn’t notice the license plate. There should be caras on that stretch of road. And I didn’t see the driver either, because he was ahead of us."
The young sir said: "Thank you, Mr. Fang, for your cooperation. If needed, we will contact you again for more information."
After finishing, he went out and spoke to Song Xuyao.
Song Xuyao instructed: "Go to the traffic police to get the video footage and check out the vehicle details."
"Yes!" His subordinate imdiately set off to do so.
Fang Zimo said to Bei Ran: "That’s what happened. It’s highly likely an intentional murder to silence soone!"
"Thank you," Bei Ran nodded to him.
Before Fang Zimo could speak again, his phone rang. He apologized to Bei Ran and then stepped out to take the call.
Bei Ran still sat in the room’s chair, her heart weighing heavy with Gao Yang not yet convicted. Now, the only informant who knew whether Gao Yang had drunk alcohol, Xiao Liu, was also injured by the car. Naturally, she felt even worse.
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