"Chief Zhao..."
Qu Xiaoyue hadn't expected her own troubles to implicate Ye Wudao, and in that instant, she looked at him with apologetic eyes, intending to explain things properly to Chief Zhao.
However, Chief Zhao bellowed at her, "Shut up!"
Then he turned to Ye Wudao, speaking discourteously, "You refuse to show your ID for inspection, right? I have reason to suspect your involvement with tonight's incident. Take him in for questioning."
"Wait, Chief Zhao, he's my friend, not a criminal. He even saved Chen Wenlong from the car. If not for him, Chen Wenlong would have died long ago."
Qu Xiaoyue stood in front of Ye Wudao, speaking up for him with loyalty.
As they were arguing, suddenly, the doctors and nurses treating Chen Wenlong, who were about to lift him onto the stretcher and into the ambulance, saw Chen Wenlong, who had been silent until then, suddenly start convulsing, with a large amount of blood seeping out from his mouth.
