novelWould There Would be No Sacrifices on the Road to Revenge?
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"No matter how energetic Song Jiang is, it's impossible for him to cause trouble right after the Song family's home had an explosion. Moreover, Feng Qiang's matter needs to be investigated further. Song Jiang must know how to restrain himself." Sheng Xiao pointed at Mu Qiqi's nose and asked, "Do you understand?"
"Song Jiang committed his own sin and his son and daughter have all ended up like this. If I were him, I would commit seppuku."
This was just Mu Qiqi's one-sided opinion. Song Jiang never thought so.
Even if Song Bozhi's right leg was gone, he still thought, would there would be no sacrifices on the road to revenge?
"A person like Song Jiang is stirring up trouble in the name of revenge. He doesn't care about human lives for the sake of his own rights and desires. He doesn't even spare his own children. I really don't believe that he will have a good ending."
"If you don't believe it, then don't believe it. You have to at least let me take a shower first, right?"
After Mu Qiqi heard this, she got up from Sheng Xiao's leg. Without Feng Qiang, this scoundrel, she should be able to sleep peacefully tonight.
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Jianchuan hospital, the next morning.
Song Bozhi had been unconscious on the bed after having his leg amputated. He had only just woken up.
The first person he saw when he opened his eyes was not his father, Song Jiang, but his younger sister, Song Qiaozhi, who he had looked down upon in the past.
He saw that she was wearing a white coat and was making ward rounds with the surgeon.
"Brother, you're awake?"
Song Qiaozhi opened his mouth, but he could not say anything. Song Qiaozhi quickly put down the medical records and moistened his lips. Only then did Song Qiaozhi feel that his throat had improved.
"I... Why can't I move?"
Song Qiaozhi stood up straight and looked at the empty spot on his right leg. He suddenly did not know how to speak.
How smart was Song Bozhi? Looking at her expression, he knew that things weren't going to be simple. So, he tried his best to prop his head up and looked at his lower body.
Then, he opened his eyes wide and fell back down. For a moment, he couldn't accept it."Where... is my leg?"
"Brother, don't be like this. Technology is so advanced now. You can still stand up and walk in the future, but for now, you're missing your right leg."
"Missing my right leg?" Song Bozhi almost went crazy when he got the affirmative answer."What's to differentiate me from a cripple now?"
"Brother, don't be like this."
"Where's Dad? Where's Dad?" Song Bozhi looked around.
"I don't know. I haven't seen him, but I know he's fine, " Song Qiaozhi answered patiently."Now that Feng Qiang's matter has become blown up, maybe he went back to take charge of the situation."
After hearing this, Song Bozhi didn't show any expression on his face."You can go. Don't come to see me anymore."
"Big Brother..."
"You're the daughter-in-law of the Sheng family now. Why do you still have to call me "Big Brother"? Besides, a disabled big brother like me? I'm not your "Big Brother". I've always looked down on you. Don't flatter yourself."
Song Qiaozhi knew how much pride he had, so she did not push any further. She was an obstetrician. She came here purely to know if there was anything she could do to help because she knew very well that their father was a complete monster.
However, seeing Song Bozhi in such pain, Song Qiaozhi could only sigh and walk out of his ward with the other doctors.
Song Bozhi found it hard to accept the pain of losing his right leg, so he picked up the phone on the bedside table with difficulty and called Song Jiang.
Because of the explosion, the screen of the phone had shattered.
He called Song Jiang three times in a row, but Song Jiang did not pick up. On the last call, Song Jiang's urgent voice came through, "Son, you're awake?"
"I'm awake. Where are you?"
"I'm at home. There's a mess in Yashang Group now. You're injured, so someone has to take charge of the situation, right?"
"So, your son has lost his right leg, but you can immediately go back and work like nothing happened?" Song Bozhi found it unbelievable.
"Or let all my hard work for more than twenty years be ruined in an instant? I'm not going to talk to you anymore. Have a good rest." After saying that, Song Jiang hung up.
This was completely different from the father who was always asking about his well-being. Song Bozhi even felt that what he lost might not just be his leg, but Song Jiang's love.
Yes, a son without legs was a broken chess piece. It was not as useful as it used to be.
But who was responsible for this?
For a moment, Song Bozhi really wanted to call the police and take Song Jiang down with him.
However, after thinking about it, he felt that it was not worth it. Even if he had to die, he would let that old man die by himself.
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This afternoon, the television news broadcasted the happenings of Feng Qiang's case.
In short, he had been blown into pieces.
Feng Qiang was involved in a lot of things. He even caused trouble at Zhongteng at the end. It was simply beyond the imagination of the viewers. This person was not only cruel, but also a moron.
After that, Zhongteng made an announcement. This time, they cooperated with the police to arrest Feng Qiang. There were no casualties and Zhongteng resumed its operations as usual.
The police announced that the case was solved, including the previous Lou Zhao case and the two subsequent bombings.
However, it was a pity that the bureau chief could not catch him alive and clean up Song Jiang in one fell swoop.
In the Jianchuan branch office, the chief stood in front of the desk with his hands on his waist and said to Tang Yan, "This operation to arrest Feng Qiang has exhausted you. Your family's house and your newborn son are all waiting for you to settle down. I'll give you a week's vacation."
"Aren't the people from the Ninth going to investigate further? If we follow the trail of Feng Qiang, we can trace the clues to Song Jiang. It's only a matter of time." Tang Yan felt indignant. After all, the Song family had provoked a figure like Feng Qiang. No one could guarantee that Song Jiang would be honest.
"The people from the Ninth Division know their limits. You just need to go on your vacation!" The chief waved his hand. For the time being, he couldn't care less about what happened after that. The problems of the Song family couldn't be solved overnight.
"Yes, Chief." Tang Yan bowed to the chief and turned to leave his office. However, when he reached the door, he was stopped by the chief.
"Tang Yan, the higher-ups intend to promote someone to be the Deputy Chief. I have high hopes for you. You're already in your thirties. Let the newbies work in the frontlines. You should sit at the back and be the commander. Your son has just been born. You have to think about him."
If it were in the past, Tang Yan would definitely have rejected the offer.
After all, the role did not suit him. He liked to investigate cases freely on the frontlines.
However, it was different this time.
"Thank you for your trust, Chief."
"Alright, there will be a batch of newbies coming over to practise very soon. You can bring them along. One of them is a very good seedling and is the grandson of the Lin family. I'm not interested in his family background. I'm taking into account his results in the police academy, " the chief pointed at Tang Yan and said seriously.
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