Famous Among Top Surgeons in the 90s-Chapter 147 - : [147] Suddenly very popular

Chapter 147: [147] Suddenly very popular

“Quick, give us your number.”

The one who interjected was Doctor Jiang.

Xie Wanying hadn’t expected the news to spread so fast; how did everyone know she had a mobile phone now?

As they were all seniors at the hospital, she wasn’t in a position to refuse. So it wasn’t long before her phone’s contact list went from having just family and childhood friends to nearly a hundred new contacts.

Among these new additions were nurse sisters, clinical teachers, and other medical students who had heard the news and come over.

Good doctors, good students, good classmates—whose number wouldn’t one want to add?

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Huang Zhilei arrived at the emergency room and immediately realized something was amiss when he saw his junior sister surrounded by a crowd.

He pushed through the crowd to pull his junior sister aside and said to her, “Add mine and Senior Cao’s first.”

Xie Wanying nodded and hastily added the numbers of her seniors.

“Yingying.”

Xie Wanying turned around to see Zhao Zhaowei and a few others.

Some of their classmates who had been scheduled for night shifts had come by to see her before work, all aware of the day’s big news.

“You haven’t been on Q,” Zhao Zhaowei mentioned her absence from the class report.

“I was busy today and didn’t have time to switch on the computer,” Xie Wanying explained to her classmates.

“If you agree, I’ll share your mobile number with them on Q,” Zhao Zhaowei offered.

Xie Wanying didn’t mind letting the other classmates know and nodded.

Zhao Zhaowei, Feng Yicong, and a few others immediately added her mobile number right there and then.

Indeed, most of the boys in their class already had mobile phones. Even those from less well-off families had their parents save up to buy them one. In fact, Sun Rongfang had wanted to buy her daughter a mobile phone long ago. The problem was that Xie Wanying didn’t want one.

The person hadn’t come in yet. Outside, Qiao Nanchu glanced through the door.

The wind was really strong.

He strode back, put on a jacket, and then came out, “Why did you come up here?”

It was his ex-girlfriend, someone somewhat familiar.

“Just happened to be passing by this area,” Zhang Zixi replied, carrying a canvas bag with her hair tied in a ponytail, looking like a student just out of school, “I still owe you for the rear-end collision repair, and since you never came looking for me, I took the liberty of stopping by.”

He said, “I forgot.”

The response was very perfunctory.

Same old, same old. He was like this five years ago too.

“Have you been very busy recently?” she asked casually.

His reply was precious, “Busy.”

She smiled, the dimples on her cheeks shallow, “Aren’t you going to invite me in to sit?”

“Just instant coffee, want some?”

She nodded.

Qiao Nanchu turned to push the door open, entered first, and Zhang Zixi followed behind him.

Not bothering to hold the door or wait for the lady. Utterly graceless. The above musings stemmed from a gossipy heart hiding in all directions, peering from the shadows.

Qiao Nanchu made a cup of instant coffee and placed it on the table, “Did you come back to the country for work?”

The question was like catching up with an old friend.

Just that the setting wasn’t quite right; he hadn’t invited her into his office but had pulled out a chair for Zhang Zixi in the shared pantry outside instead.

She sat down, not at all bothered by the curious glances of the Criminal Intelligence Department colleagues ‘accidentally passing by, “A bit of both, official and personal matters.”

“Still staying at the old place?”

“Yeah.”

After that, he didn’t speak anymore and almost finished his coffee.

The instant coffee was very sweet.

Zhang Zixi didn’t like sweets, but he probably didn’t remember. He had forgotten even five years ago. She set down her cup, “Aren’t you going to say something?”

“Say what?” He actually thought it over for a moment and then came up with a change of topic, “That Wang or was it Li, are you still with him?”

Both were wrong. The man she cheated on him with years ago was surnamed Xu, something he never remembered.

Zhang Zixi shook her head, the look of loss in her eyes fleeting before she said with an air of nonchalance, “We were never together.”

“Oh, is that so?”

After that, Qiao Nanchu fell silent again.

A little while later, he stood up and made himself another cup of coffee.

Zhang Zixi picked up her bag, “May I use the bathroom?”

He tilted his chin, pointing the way, “Straight down, then a left turn.”

No sooner had she left her seat than Li Xiaodong came in with a cup, pretending to fill it up with water and casually greeted, “Who was that, Captain Qiao?”

“Ex-girlfriend.”

“…”

Talk about explosive news!

Just as Li Xiaodong was about to dig for more gossip, Qiao Nanchu held up his hand to stop him, taking a call from Vice Captain Xing of the Criminal Investigation Team.

“Another case?”

Vice Captain Xing said it wasn’t a criminal case, “Do you know Wen Baiyang?”

Qiao Nanchu stood up from his seat, “What happened to her?”

Vice Captain Xing said, “She hit someone on the subway, and the victim is accusing her of assault.”

Assault?

With her little strength?

“She won’t talk, don’t touch her, I’ll be there soon.”

Bang!

He knocked into the table, coffee spilling everywhere, but he didn’t bother cleaning it up, his steps were hurried.

Li Xiaodong called out from behind, “Captain Qiao, where are you going?”

“Criminal Investigation Team.”

Could it be a major case?

But that wouldn’t make sense. Even when that crime syndicate was taken down last time, he was drifting along, leisurely puffing on a cigarette.

What was concerning was, “Your ex-girlfriend is still—”

The man had already walked away…

Li Xiaodong rested his chin on his hand, deep in thought. Something was fishy.

He cleaned up the coffee on the table and thoughtfully made another cup for his boss’s ex-girlfriend before returning to the office. Just as he was at the door, he heard Lu Ning’s voice.

“Who are you? This is the office area for the Intelligence Department; outsiders aren’t allowed in.”

“Sorry, I was looking for the bathroom.”

“The bathroom is on the left.”

“Thank you.”

“It was Captain Qiao’s ex-girlfriend. She went to the wrong place.”

The Criminal Investigation Team and the Criminal Intelligence Department don’t share an office, but they are close by, just a ten-minute drive apart.

Qiao Nanchu arrived in eight minutes.

Vice Captain Xing teased him, “You got here pretty fast.”

Qiao Nanchu asked directly, “Where is she?”

Vice Captain Xing pointed behind him, “There.”

On the chair behind, the young girl, who had been sitting with her head down, looked up upon his arrival.

Sitting across from her was a man in his thirties or forties, bald, with a swollen blue nose and a robust build, wearing a jacket with a black dragon tattooed on his neck. Thinking the young girl was staring at him, he snapped ferociously, “What are you looking at! You damn mute.”

Vice Captain Xing simply said, “It’s him.”

The one whom Wen Baiyang ‘assaulted.’

Even inside the police station, that bald guy didn’t know to hold back, still arrogantly taunting, “Deafie, can you hear me cursing you?”

Qiao Nanchu stood there, observing Wen Baiyang.

Her eyes were very red; she had been crying.

Normally, he wasn’t very fond of violence, but if he lost his temper, he couldn’t say he wouldn’t hit someone.

He walked over and kicked the bald man hard in the back.

Caught off guard, the bald man fell to the ground, struck by a solid kick that left his back aching and numb. Enraged, he turned around and roared, “Who the hell are you!”

Qiao Nanchu pointed at Wen Baiyang, “Her family member.”

Upon hearing this, the bald guy grew even angrier, leaped up, and stepped onto the chair, “You mother—”

He didn’t care to listen and just kicked him again.

This kick was even harder, sending the bald man crashing into the chair across, nearly shaking his lungs out. Glaring at the source of his pain and having been kicked twice in a row, he was somewhat intimidated and didn’t dare rush forward. Instead, he bluffed by shouting, “You openly assault people in a police station; I’m going to sue you!”

“Assault?” Qiao Nanchu approached and shielded Wen Baiyang with his body. “Who saw it?”

Still, he denied it!

The bald man turned and shouted, “Officers, he’s beating someone up!”

The officers, from A to D, all looked up at the ceiling.

The bald man: “…”

Still confused, he took another kick to the chest.

The bald man collapsed on the ground, no longer getting up, wailing pitifully.

Qiao Nanchu hadn’t had his fill yet. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to kick again when someone from behind held him back; he turned around to see the young girl’s red eyes pleading him by shaking her head.

Vice Captain Xing couldn’t stand to watch, “Captain Qiao, we’re still in the police station.” It’s enough; otherwise, we’ll need to detain you too!

Captain Qiao?!

Shit, the bald man was speechless; this motherfucker turned out to be a cop, and he went ballistic, “I’ll sue—”

Qiao Nanchu just turned his head.

The bald man immediately quieted down.

“Give me a few minutes.” Qiao Nanchu nodded to Vice Captain Xing and then took Wen Baiyang to the interrogation room, closed the door, and asked her, “Are you hurt anywhere?”

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She replied with sign language, “No.”

He pulled up a chair for her to sit, while he stood, leaning forward slightly, “It’s just us here, tell me.” He wasn’t quite clear on the details; Vice Captain Xing had merely summed it up with two words over the phone—”indecent assault.”

Just hearing those two words, he had thought of killing that guy.

She hesitated, remained silent with her head down for a long time before finally looking up and using gestures to tell him what happened.

“He pressed against me with that area.”

She tried not to cry with her eyes reddening, “I was very angry, so I hit him with the computer.”

“But I hit him too hard.”

Tearing up, she didn’t know whether it was from frustration or a sense of grievance.

Qiao Nanchu squatted down, looking up at her, “It wasn’t too hard. He deserved it.” He reached out and touched her head, “You did nothing wrong.”

She blinked, and tears began to fall.

She was born in July, her eighteenth birthday just recently passed.

Still young, particularly prone to tears in front of him, and he was not good at comforting, he took a couple of tissues from the table and handed them to her, “What’s there to cry about?”

She pocketed the tissues he offered, freeing her hands to signal slowly; she used sign language to say, “Because I can’t speak, I’m disabled; that’s why he did that.”

Because she couldn’t call for help, nor explain.

Because she was disabled, thus easy to bully.

Qiao Nanchu lifted his hand to wipe away the tears at the corner of her eyes, “You’re fine; it’s just that the world is still too messed up.”

With her eyes swollen from crying, she only left the interrogation room with him once she stopped crying.

Vice Captain Xing took a look, seldom seeing a woman around the usually aloof Qiao Nanchu, and couldn’t help but tease, “What’s this? Even made the young girl cry.”

Qiao Nanchu told Wen Baiyang to sit down first, “Is there surveillance in the car?”

Vice Captain Xing replied, “There is surveillance, but it was rush hour, too crowded, nothing was captured.”

The bald man also sat nearby. Seeing Qiao Nanchu, he wanted to move his chair away but didn’t budge, held in place by a hand, “Name your price, how much to settle this privately?”

The bald man shrank back, “I, I won’t settle, I’m going to sue her.” After all, there was no surveillance footage, but he had injuries, he was in the right.

Qiao Nanchu wasn’t in a hurry, pulled up a chair and sat down, “Do you know what I do?” He didn’t wait for an answer and continued, “I’m a police officer.” His hand rested on the table, tapping it, “This is the police station.”

His meaning was clear in a single sentence—do you really want to cause trouble on my turf?

Zhang Xiaohui couldn’t believe that Doctor Lin was ignoring her; after all, they worked in the same department, and he wouldn’t dare treat her that way. She walked over to Doctor Lin and continued, “Doctor Lin, I would like to take a look at that medical record of Liu Yu.”

Liu Yu being Father Liu.

Oh, finally she remembered to fill in the medical record properly.