Chapter 507 (1/2)
When Zhang Bo and ye Zhiqiu come to Chu Lingfeng's ward, Chu Lingfeng lying on the bed is discussing the next action with Li Dihui.
”How are you, Mr. Chu?” Zhang Bo looked at Chu Lingfeng's hand tied with gauze and said with concern. The black faced man's hair was messy, his face was haggard, and his eyes were bloodshot. He must have had no good rest last night.
”Ha ha, don't worry. It's OK. Just take two days off.” Chu Lingfeng said. He is also a doctor. Just now, he felt it carefully. Because he was exhausted, he was injured. Although his injury was serious, he did not touch the internal bone.
”It's OK, Mr. Chu. Now everyone outside cares about your injury.” Ye Zhiqiu said with some joy.
”There were a lot of reporters outside, but they were stopped by Sue and the French police.” Zhang Bo said to Chu Lingfeng.
”Paris police? They're at the door, too? ” Chu Ling breeze some surprised of ask a way.
”Well, under the manipulation of the media in Paris, this incident did not set off any waves. Even the franceans think it's us who are wrong, but in other places, it has aroused the indignation and condemnation of countless people. ” Li Dihui said.
”Yes, especially in China, the situation is difficult to control. There have been several large-scale protest movements. You are the most prominent figures in this incident. Naturally, those reporters want to get first-hand information from you. But the French government is worried that what you say will develop towards the side they don't want to see. Naturally, it will help intercept journalists. ” Ye Zhiqiu also added.
”Of course, they use a high sounding excuse to worry that media friends will disturb Mr. Chu's rest.” Zhang Bo said angrily.
”Lao ye, what happened to the man you found yesterday?” Chu Lingfeng asks Ye Zhiqiu.
In this parade, Chu Lingfeng remembered the loud voice that was responsible for organizing and attacking the front line all the time. Later, he also fell under the baton of Paris riot police, and now his life and death are uncertain.
”Ha ha, Mr. Chu, don't worry. I didn't find anyone else. That guy is my eldest nephew. He stood at the front of the line after he was unconscious for several hours.” Ye Zhiqiu said with some pride.
”At the front of the line again? Are they still out there? ” Chu Ling Feng's heartstrings move fiercely and says to Ye Zhiqiu.
”Yes. They're waiting for you to go back, Mr. Chu. They don't see you wake up, they don't get the results, they won't go away. ” Ye Zhiqiu said in a deep voice.
From last night until now, they have been dragging the pain of disability to insist on not leaving now, just to wait until they wake up, just to get the results they want?
Knowing this news, Chu Lingfeng's mood at the moment is like being pressed heavily on his chest by a stone. Even his breathing becomes difficult.
Chu Lingfeng turned his head and growled at Li Dihui: ”Lao Li, why didn't you say that earlier?”
”Mr. Chu, I know what reaction you will make, but they don't know. You're seriously injured. You'd better not get out of bed easily. Now that the situation is stable, we can live in the hospital comfortably and play the cards one by one. You can have a good rest. It's the guys out there who have to worry. ” Li Dihui is not angry, laughing at Chu Lingfeng said.