Afternoon.
Second Hospital.
Xue Qingrong still might not have believed the injury assessment results, so he took his son Xue Xiaoliang to First Hospital of Nanshan District for another examination. Naturally, the officers from several precincts were no longer going to take Dong Xuebin back to the station. Xue Xiaoliang, who had supposedly been "beaten," did not even have a scratch on him, so what was there to arrest anyone for? They were preparing to leave when Dong Xuebin suddenly stopped them and reported the case instead. This was not over. Dong Xuebin wanted an explanation. First, he wanted the police to investigate Xue Xiaoliang's fake illness and extortion. Second, he wanted them to thoroughly investigate what had happened during yesterday's fight. Whether Xue Xiaoliang was injured or not, Dong Xuebin still insisted that Xue Xiaoliang had swung the stick first. This was a false accusation, and Dong Xuebin refused to take the blame!
"We wouldn't dare be negligent." The lead officer thought for a moment and said, "We'll step in and investigate this matter."
Things had already reached this point. Even if they did not want to investigate, they had no choice.
Dong Xuebin walked with them to the hospital entrance and handed over several cigarettes. "Then I'll have to trouble you all."
"It's our duty." They accepted the cigarettes, chatted idly with Dong Xuebin for a few more moments, then drove away in their police car.
Dong Xuebin stood at the hospital entrance, smoking for a while as he rapidly went over the matter in his head. Xue Qingrong, Xue Xiaoliang, Guo Mingfeng, that Vice Dean Wu—he was not planning to let a single one of them off. He would settle today's score with them, one debt at a time, one person at a time. A bunch of