disappearing gold

Chapter 51 The unconscious driver

The visitor immediately ran out of the car and shook his head, "Wake up, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Fei was unable to answer, he only felt that his head was very heavy. A strong feeling of nausea would come over me from time to time, and my chest would feel stuffy and blocked.

The man put his hands under Cheng Fei's armpits and dragged him into a car.

Cheng Fei felt weak all over and felt these particularly strong hands pulling on his body and holding on to his life.

Soon he turned back, his footsteps coming back and forth. There was another dragging sound, but he couldn't hear it clearly. Cheng Fei, who was severely dizzy, gradually fell into a deep sleep.

The car drove forward, bumping along the way.

Finally, the car arrived at Qingcheng Municipal Hospital.

He was sent to the emergency room by the man. The doctor did a preliminary examination and found that Cheng Fei's symptoms were milder and that of the driver was more serious. Another nurse pushed them to the CT room for examination.

After a series of procedures, Cheng Fei finally woke up. It was already bright outside now, and the first thing he saw when he got up was Song Xiaofan.

He lay on the edge of the bed, sleeping with his head on his arms. A drop of crystal saliva slipped from the corner of his mouth and accumulated on his arm, which was wet with large parts. Song Xiaofan's eyelashes are very light, like butterfly wings. He was born to look like her mother, with a celebrity face.

"Xiao Fan? Did you save me last night?"

Cheng Fei was very moved.

"It's hard to find your location, so it took me a long time to find it." Song Xiaofan woke up and complained with a yawn.

Unexpectedly, he stayed in front of the bed until dawn.

"Thank you, Xiaofan." Cheng Fei held Song Xiaofan's hands and shook them vigorously.

If the arm were also an elf, he would be shaking him unconscious at this moment. Song Xiaofan patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, you'll be fine."

"It's a barren mountain. Fortunately, my phone still has power, otherwise I don't know what would happen?" But Cheng Fei was still afraid.

It's hard to imagine that if he hadn't called him last night, he might have died.

Song Xiaofan patted his shoulder again, "Are you still feeling sick? The doctor said you had a concussion."

"No wonder, I feel like vomiting. Now there are two of you in front of me." Cheng Fei described the feeling.

The liquid on the side of the head slowly dripped into the body, making it feel cold.

Song Xiaofan comforted him to have a good rest.

Only then did Cheng Fei think of the silent driver, and his heart trembled violently, "Xiao Fan... is that driver... still alive?"

"Dead!" Song Xiaofan put on a serious face and said ghastly words.

"What? He was hit and killed by me at the scene?" Cheng Fei's face turned white, as if it had been smeared with lime.

After staring at him blankly for a moment, Song Xiaofan suddenly burst into laughter, "No, are you really scared?" He stretched out his hands and waved them in front of him like a mischief.

"I thought, I really thought he was dead. If that were the case, I wouldn't be able to keep my job, and even my driver's license would be revoked." Cheng Fei couldn't laugh at all, and he was really worried.

He looked at his buddy, "Where is he?"

"It's being treated next to you, don't be nervous."

"how is he?"

"You still care about others? Take care of yourself first."

"If you don't tell me, I'll go see it myself."

Song Xiaofan immediately held down Cheng Fei's hand that lifted the quilt, "Stop it, don't get out of bed. That man won't die for a while, no, I mean his left arm was pierced by glass. The doctor said he lost blood. There are too many, and if it hadn’t been delivered in time, I might have died.”

"Ah? The medical expenses will definitely be indispensable."

"If you don't have enough, I have some here." Song Xiaofan took out his wallet.

Cheng Fei held him down.

"No, you have already paid for my medical expenses."

"Do you mind? Give it back to me!" Song Xiaofan pretended to take out Cheng Fei's wallet.

Cheng Fei dodged, "Don't, don't!" Finally, the two looked at each other and laughed.

It turns out that Song Xiaofan rescued Cheng Fei and they were really good buddies! However, Lao Sun was more curious about the name of the unconscious driver.

"Did you find out the driver's name later?"

"He only said his surname was Zhang, so I called him Master Zhang."

Because he made a mistake first and almost killed someone, the next day after waking up, Cheng Fei apologized to Master Zhang in person and compensated him two thousand yuan. Master Zhang was not polite and took the money decisively.

He scolded him severely again and even taught him a lesson in person, "Damn it, you will kill someone sooner or later if you drive like this. I just don't know what day it happened! I advise you, if you don't know how to drive, change it as soon as possible." Let's work!"

His words were rough but his reasoning was rough, but Cheng Fei was thin-skinned.

After being scolded harshly, he couldn't help but retaliate, "I know whether to change my job or not, I don't need you to worry about it."

"Damn it, I'm telling you for your own good, you're not fit to drive at all." Master Zhang scolded.

Cheng Fei walked out of the ward angrily.

I don’t know if it’s enough for follow-up treatment, but Driver Zhang never asked him for money again.

"It seems that Master Zhang has a bad temper!"

"Pretty grumpy."

This reminded Lao Sun of what Mr. Zhang said - he has a bad temper.

"Then what was he transporting in the pickup truck?"

"The carriage was closed, I didn't open it to look."

Lao Sun thought about it for a while and realized that this driver had a similar experience to Zhang Zhen - both had the surname Zhang. The pickup trucks were knocked over. His left arm was pierced by glass, and he fell into a coma afterwards. The person who rescued him was Song Xiaofan.

Therefore, Song Xiaofan helped both Cheng Fei and Zhang Zhen at the same time. To be more precise, it was Song Xiaofan who saved Zhang Zhen. Without him, Zhang Zhen might not have survived that night.

"So, Song Xiaofan really acted bravely when he saw justice, and he can be regarded as Master Zhang's savior." Lao Sun nodded and commented.

Cheng Fei also said yes.

But since he was truly his lifesaver, what reason did Song Xiaofan have to kill Zhang Zhen?
  Lao Sun thought of a more critical question, "Then do you know what Song Xiaofan did on March 3th?"

"Huh?" Cheng Fei was dumbfounded by the question and stared at the old detective blankly.

Lao Sun on the opposite side pressed his lips tightly and waited.

"Oh, I don't know." Cheng Fei scratched his scalp, "Speaking of which, he hasn't contacted me for a long time. Strange, what has this kid been doing recently?"

There seemed to be a huge invisible question mark floating above his head. Lao Sun could feel that his doubts were real.

but.

"Aren't you curious where he went?"

"Where can he go?" Cheng Fei was asked again and his heart tightened. Then he thought of the two words 'homicide' and trembled all over again. He hurriedly emphasized, "No matter where he goes, he can't harm anyone!"

Old Sun's back straightened, "Then do you know if Song Xiaofan has any special luxuries, collectibles or something like that?"

As soon as he heard about the collection, Cheng Fei's mind immediately thought of the shining golden switchblade. However, at this moment, he was already wary of this sharp old detective.

Is this the knife the police are asking about? How did she know about this knife? Could it be that this knife appeared at the murder scene?

If this is the case, it will be terrible. Song Xiaofan will definitely be treated as a suspect. So he immediately shook his head and said, "Probably not, I haven't seen it."

"You're lying! You and he are buddies, how could it be possible that you haven't seen the golden switchblade?" Lao Sun's eyes were like hawks, shining sharply.

really!

Cheng Feixin said that what she wanted to ask about was this knife.

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