"Ding dong!"

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell rang, and Wang Zhong, who was wearing a bathrobe, walked to the door, looked outside through the peephole, and then opened the door.

"Mr. Zhou, you want a late-night snack." Secretary Wu was carrying a rather large food bag, which contained a lot of skewers and several cold and hot dishes.

"Thank you for asking me to make this trip so late at night. Can we have something together?" Wang Zhong invited.

"If I can't meet Mr. Zhou, I have to rush back, otherwise I may be late for work tomorrow."

"It's okay. I'll give you a day off tomorrow. Have a good rest."

"It's late at night. It's not safe for you to go back alone. There are guest rooms upstairs, so why don't you?"

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou, thank you, Mr. Zhou!"

The house was arranged by He Damao. It is a two-story prototype building facing the street. It was bought in the name of Wang Zhong and decorated according to Wang Zhong's opinions. The style is mainly simple and retro.

It was already past eleven o'clock in the night, and it was almost twelve o'clock after having supper. Secretary Wu was not the kind of person to be pretentious, so he just stayed in the guest room of Wang Zhong's house.

Wang Zhong, who had been struggling for three nights in a row, finally felt the deepest sigh in his heart. His whole body felt smooth, and he was just in time to have a midnight snack to celebrate.

Early in the morning of the next day, at dawn, Luo Shibin and the woman in the car were discovered in the dark alley. They called the police, called 120, and were rushed to the hospital.

The woman was also very confused. Under the influence of alcohol, she did not wake up after passing out and slept all night.

Luo Shibin was miserable. He fainted from the pain at first, and then woke up again from the pain. He repeatedly wanted to ask for help, but his mouth was sealed, and he could only moan in a dark alley.

Except for the wind all night.

In addition to blood, there was incontinence of urine and feces in the pants. The smell was terrible.

When Shui Ziliu rushed to the hospital, Luo Shibin had already finished the operation. Listening to the doctor talking about Luo Shibin's condition, Shui Ziliu was shocked and at the same time filled with doubts.

Outside the ward, Shui Ziliu, who was in a complicated mood, walked to the door, took a few deep breaths, adjusted his mood, suppressed his grief, then opened the door and walked in.

"Bin Zi."

On the hospital bed, Luo Shibin's arms were wrapped with a thick layer of bandages and plasters. He was afraid that he would be injured if he moved around and pressed them, so he hung them by his body. There were many bruises, redness and swelling on his face.

, complete incontinence of urine and feces, I can still urinate with a catheter inserted, but there is nothing I can do about defecation.

"Brother Shui, you're here!" Luo Shibin shouted feebly, his face as pale as paper, without any trace of blood.

Fortunately, Wang Zhong didn't use a sharp weapon yesterday, otherwise Luo Shibin could have been bled to death just by lying in the alley and bleeding all night.

"What's going on? How did it get like this?" Shui Ziliu asked with a frown.

Not to mention the water flowing by itself, even Luo Shibin himself was confused.

"I don't know either. I just came out of the karaoke bar last night, and a fierce guy came out of nowhere. Without saying a word, he knocked me out and took me to a remote alley."

"Did we offend someone recently?" Shui Ziliu frowned, but no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't think of who it was.

After coming to the south, the two of them first made a lot of money through smuggling in the first few years, and then built the current drawing factory. However, they are not fools. They still understand the principle that a strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake.

I also lived a low-key life during the New Year, never had any grudges with anyone, let alone offended any local gangsters.

Luo Shibin's face was ugly, his gloomy eyes flashed with a dangerous light, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't let me know who it is."

But his arms were broken, and his whole body was covered with scars. The anger affected the injuries, and he immediately grimaced in pain, gasped for air, and even his face became a little distorted.

"Okay, okay!"

Shui Ziliu quickly comforted him: "Don't think so much now. The most important thing right now is to heal your injuries first."

"Yesterday, the snarky Cantonese speaker was probably a local. He also said that I had touched their eldest brother's woman. Brother Shui, please check for me! Find out who it is."

"Woman?" Shui Ziliu subconsciously thought of the woman lying in the next ward and being questioned by the police.

As if he knew what Shui Ziliu was thinking, Luo Shibin said harshly: "She is no exception, check everything." It's just that his body is too weak, and he doesn't have the energy to speak harshly.

Women were like clothes to him, which could be discarded at any time. They were just little girls who had just gotten hold of her, and they were only somewhat pretty. Luo Shibin would have a lot of girls like him slip into his arms automatically just by waving his hand.

"I'm afraid this matter won't be easy to handle!" Shui Ziliu has a more delicate mind, and from the perspective of a bystander, he has some different ideas from Luo Shibin.

Nowadays, Shencheng is a mixed bag of dragons and snakes. There are all kinds of people, including people who come from all over the country to make money, big bosses who come from Hong Kong and across the sea to invest, businessmen from Southeast Asia, and local snakes.

And the people who take action are not necessarily the people around the big guys. Now in Shencheng, there are many ruthless people who are willing to sell their lives for tens of thousands of dollars.

"Brother Shui! It's hard to do something but it has to be done. Am I going to suffer all this in vain?" Luo Shibin looked angry. If it had been in the past, when he was down and out, he would have endured this suffering. But now they have a rich fortune, not to mention others.

Master, but it still has some face.

The best thing about Jianghu people is their face. Luo Shibin and Shui Ziliu are serious Jianghu people.

Fortunately, he was attacked by someone and ended up like this. If he doesn't get his place back, where will Luo Shibin's face be from now on?

"I will go find someone to inquire later. I will also keep an eye on the police at any time. You should recover well first. The doctor said that what you need now is to rest and not be too emotional."

"Brother Shui, at the factory, we can only trouble you during this period." Luo Shibin said helplessly. In his current state, even if he had the intention, he would be powerless.

Shui Ziliu could only comfort him with a smile: "You can recover in peace. I'll take care of you at the factory first. You need to recover quickly. The factory can't live without you."

Now the soul of the drawing factory is no longer his own, but Luo Shibin, who is now lying on the hospital bed. Although Luo Shibin is not good in character, he is ambitious, capable and courageous. The two of them can have the current scale of the drawing factory.

Luo Shibin made great efforts.

Luo Shibin's injuries were unclear to him himself, but Shui Ziliu knew clearly from the doctor that both hands were severely fractured, and both the upper and lower arms were broken to varying degrees. To what extent the plot could recover, the doctor also said

No, but it's absolutely impossible as before.

It will also be accompanied by a series of complications, which may even cause inflammation in severe cases.

Of course, because it is handled promptly, it will not be life-threatening.
Chapter completed!