Although Duan Kefan felt that the middle-aged man was telling the truth, he was still a little hesitant. After all, this is a matter of life. He could not bet on Wang Caihou's life on his intuition. At this time, the department director came out of the intensive care unit. When he saw the middle-aged man, his face changed and he walked over quickly to point at the middle-aged man and scolded: "Zhou Zhiyong, why are you here again? If you do this, I have to call the police!"

The middle-aged man seemed a little guilty when he saw the department director. He panic and handed Duan Kefan a business card, leaving a sentence: "You don't want it, you can call me from above if you need it..." and quickly turned around and left.

It turned out that the middle-aged man was named Zhou Zhiyong. Hearing the tone of the department director, he seemed to have some understanding of Zhou Zhiyong. Duan Kefan's eyes flashed with his eyes and caught up with the department director and asked: "Director, is Mr. Zhou selling fake medicine just now? Why do I see that many people in his WeChat group reported that he had good results after using his medicine? Can his medicine rescue the patient?..."

The department director hesitated for a moment and said ambiguously: "I can't answer the question you asked. I only know that his medicine is not in the drug catalog of our hospital. If you insist on injecting the patient, our hospital will not be responsible for any consequences..."

Duan Kefan's eyes lit up after hearing what the department director said. He was already familiar with the way these doctors spoke. The department director's answer seemed ambiguous, but he did not deny that this medicine might be effective in rescuing Wang Caihou. Wang Caihou is now at stake. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, Duan Kefan will definitely fight for it, so he immediately dialed Zhou Zhiyong's cell phone according to the contact number on the business card left by Zhou Zhiyong just now, and asked him to deliver the medicine quickly.

Zhou Zhiyong did not go far, so he came back soon, took out a small insulation box from the green canvas bag and handed it to Duan Kefan, and lowered his voice and said, "Hurry up and give the patient medicine. I can wait here, and if it works, then charge the money..."

After hearing what Zhou Zhiyong said, Duan Kefan completely believed him. If Zhou Zhiyong was selling fake medicine, he would never make such a promise. He looked at him gratefully, took the insulation box and walked quickly to the intensive care unit to find the department director to ask Wang Caihou to give medicine. The department director began to disagree. After Duan Kefan repeatedly begged and signed a written promise that the hospital would not be held accountable regardless of whether Wang Caihou could be rescued after the injection. He finally agreed to give it a try.

Zhou Zhiyong's medicine was indeed very magical, and the effect was almost immediate. After three injections, Wang Caihou's pulse and blood pressure were soon normal, and his intermittent breathing was stable. The attending physician and the department director showed a relieved smile on his face. Duan Kefan knew that Wang Caihou had been rescued. He grabbed Zhou Zhiyong's hand tightly and said excitedly: "Mr. Zhou, thank you so much!"

Zhou Zhiyong also showed a honest smile on his face, nodded and said, "Just save someone, you believe I am not a fake medicine sold now!" He said this, suddenly remembered something, with a smile, and said nervously, "You guys pay me the money quickly, I can't stay here for a long time..."

Duan Kefan then remembered that he had not paid Zhou Zhiyong yet, so he quickly took out 30,000 yuan from the money he received from Xu Churong and handed it to Zhou Zhiyong. Zhou Zhiyong insisted that it was only 16,000 yuan, and returned the extra money to Duan Kefan. He put a mask on his face and left in a hurry. Before leaving, he specifically reminded Duan Kefan: "You should hide quickly, too, the person you beat just now is not easy to mess with..."

However, neither Duan Kefan nor Xu Churong took Zhou Zhiyong's words too seriously. Xu Churong said excitedly: "It's simply incredible. The medicine that costs 2,000 yuan per pill is exactly the same as the medicine that the guy sold just now. There must be a shady scene! I have to expose it to them on my official account, and the response will definitely be very big!..."

As he was talking, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor. Duan Kefan and Xu Churong turned their heads in surprise and saw the middle-aged man who had been beaten before coming over with a group of policemen, pointing at Duan Kefan and Xu Churong and sternly: "It's them, hurry up and catch them!"

Xu Churong knew the police officer who led the team, and his face changed slightly. He lowered his voice to Duan Kefan: "Brother Fan, something is wrong. I know the police officer who led the team. Detachment Wang of the Criminal Police Detachment of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. In theory, even if we beat someone, the police officer who came should be the police station. Why did he still act as a police officer? But it doesn't matter, I'll settle it..." As he said that, he took the initiative to meet him and smiled: "Wang Zhi, why did you even alarm you?..."

The Wang Detachment was stunned when he saw Xu Churong, and lowered his voice and said, "Your Xu, why are you? You are annoyed, I can only do it for business!..." After saying that, he put on a formal face and said seriously: "You are involved in a case we are investigating. Please come back to the bureau to assist in the investigation!"

Seeing that his face was not good, Xu Churong was stunned for a moment and said loudly: "Wang Zhi, what law did we violate? Why do you catch us?" The Wang Detachment glanced at him and said expressionlessly: "You will know when you go back to the bureau with us!" After saying that, he waved to his subordinates behind him and said: "Take it back! You don't need to get the handcuffs!"

Xu Churong knew that things were going big, and not being handcuffed was the greatest care this Wang Detachment could give him. So he looked back at Duan Kefan. Duan Kefan also felt something was abnormal, so he shook his head at him and signaled him not to resist.

Chen Dong'er and Xiaocao saw Duan Kefan being arrested, and rushed over in panic. Duan Kefan waved his hand at them and said calmly: "It's okay, let's go with them. Just take good care of the old branch secretary here..."

The middle-aged man who was beaten before sneered and interrupted, "Tsk, come when you go? You think beautifully. If you don't let you sit in prison this time, I'm not capable of it!"

Duan Kefan looked at the middle-aged man coldly, and did not have a quarrel with him. He allowed several criminal police officers to take him and Xu Churong to leave.

The two were taken to the Municipal Public Security Bureau and were directly locked in the detention room. Xu Churongqiang smiled and said, "Brother Fan, it's okay, my dad will take us out soon..." Duan Kefan was not as optimistic as him. He knew that since he used the criminal police, this matter was obviously not that simple. However, he couldn't figure out what kind of relationship the middle-aged man who was beaten up used to elevate a simple civil dispute to a criminal case. Can these online people really cover up the sky?
Chapter completed!