Breaking Through The Clouds

Chapter 97

"Your Jianning City Bureau has a mole."

Hospital, late at night.

The emergency room was brightly lit. Jiang Ting's body was sweaty, and his pale face was of the same color as that of the hospital bed. He was sitting in a chair with his head tilted, and the nurse was removing the broken glass from his forehead with tweezers.

There were hurried footsteps in the corridor, and Ma Xiang rushed into the brightly lit emergency room with two trainee policemen: "Consultant Lu!"

The nurse shook her hand and was about to reprimand him, but Jiang Ting raised his hand and politely stopped her. Immediately, he turned to Ma Xiang: "How is Yan Xie?"

"Severe arrhythmia, low blood pressure, and hyperactive vagus nerve. The doctor said that he was brought here just in time and is out of danger now!"

Ma Xiang's expression was filled with uncontrollable excitement. He thought that Jiang Ting would also show the same excitement, but who knew that Consultant Lu's face, which was born expressionless, would still be indifferent, and he only asked: "Is it poison?"

"Yes, it is some kind of alkaloid, but the test results will come out later! Damn, I've already reported to the bureau, and the blood samples and stomach contents are all collected for testing. This time it must be..."

Jiang Ting nodded, leaned back lightly into the chair, and signalled the nurse to continue.

Under the incandescent light, Jiang Ting's black eyelashes were slightly closed, covering both sides of his nose with light shadow. Three buttons of his white shirt were unbuttoned, and his collarbone, back, shoulders, elbow, and even his legs were injured to varying degrees. Both his hands were cut badly, and his palms were spread on the armrest of the chair.

The nurse carefully pulled out the shards of glass from his forehead, probably feeling sympathetic, and couldn't help but say, "You can make a sound if it hurts, or should I give you anaesthesia?"

"No need." Jiang Ting said, " Just hurry up."

His tone was normal, he really didn't seem to think it was a big deal. Looking at that face that had been motionless all year round, Ma Xiang suspected that even if the nurse wanted to put a needle into his flesh to sew stitches, he would not feel the pain.

I can't understand how Consultant Lu can still endure it... Ma Xiang murmured to himself and waved to the intern: "You two go out first and stay at the door of the emergency room. If anything happens, call me immediately."

The two policemen went out.

Ma Xiang picked up a chair at random. He didn't play with his mobile phone, and just sat upright and waited there. The nurse finished cleaning Jiang Ting's wound, bandaged it with medicine, and wiped away the dried blood on his cheek with a disinfectant towel before taking a half step back and instructing, "Be careful not to get wet these days, and take anti-inflammatory medicine on time. I'll bring you the CT results later!"

Jiang Ting closed his eyes slightly and nodded silently.

The nurse looked at his face, her ears a little red, and she turned and went out.

Ma Xiang was reluctant to talk too much in front of outsiders, so he stared at the nurse until she closed the door and left. When only the two of them were left in the emergency room, he asked with concern, "Are you really all right, Consultant Lu?"

Jiang Ting waved his hand wearily, signalling him not to talk about this: "What's going on with Yan Xie?"

"Damn it! It's poisoning, but the specific method and timing of the poisoning can only be confirmed after the test results come out." Ma Xiang breathed out a hot breath from his nose, and said, "Atropine and vasopressors have already been given, but he's still under close observation in the emergency room. The doctor said that as long as there is no more respiratory depression or heart failure within a few hours, he'll be fine and will only get another shot of atropine tonight at the most."