Chapter 810 - 316 Bai Lians cousin come here_2

Chapter 810: 316 Bai Lian’s cousin, come here!_2

Chapter 810: 316 Bai Lian’s cousin, come here!_2

It wasn’t long before Sun Fei, accompanied by several police officers, arrived at the Mu Family’s place. They didn’t handcuff Ren Wanxuan but simply said politely, “Miss Ren, you need to come with us.”

Mu Yining was startled.

Mu Zhendong also set down his teacup. “Officer, has the investigation into this matter been concluded?”

“We’re reopening the investigation,” Sun Fei looked toward Mu Zhendong, now promoted solely by Le Shaoming. Having met many high-ranking officials, she had developed a commanding presence. “Miss Ren, please cooperate and come with us to the accident scene to make a statement.”

After she finished, Sun Fei coldly raised her hand, “Take her away.”

As two officers escorted Ren Wanxuan outside, she finally realized what was happening and looked toward Ji Shaojun, who was in the same lounge, “Uncle, it was an accident when I hit Bai Lian’s friend. Can you please talk to her for me, uncle?”

The police took her away.

Ji Shaojun and Mu Yining both looked toward Mu Zhendong.

Mu Zhendong was not worried about Ren Wanxuan. A traffic accident would at worst cost more in compensation; having been involved in Xiangcheng for so many years, he inevitably knew people in the police force. “She accidentally hit your niece’s friend, someone named… Xiaoqi I believe.”

“What? Xiaoqi?” Ji Shaojun’s expression changed. He obviously remembered Xiaoqi, who had left a good impression on the Ji family.

He hurriedly said something to Mu Yining and then hurried out to find Bai Lian.

“Which friend of Alian was hit? How badly were they hurt?” Mu Yining frowned, asking Mu Zhendong, not knowing Xiaoqi, but she was aware that the likes of Bai Lian and Ji Shaojun held little affection for Ren Wanxuan.

Ji Shaojun’s expression suggested that this friend of Bai Lian’s was quite significant.

“A street punk from Purest Street in Xiangcheng, still in the emergency room. He suffered injuries to his leg and back of his head, lost a lot of blood, it’s serious,” Mu Zhendong said nonchalantly as he drew out a cigarette.

Bai Lian and Ren Wanxuan were both people from Purest Street — how significant could their friends be?

He lit up a cigarette, reaching for his phone to scroll through some contacts to get in touch with the police station, “Old Xia, yes, it’s me. My niece has been brought in by your officers… Yes, could you also check on that person’s background for me?”

“This matter is somehow related to Alian,” Mu Yining was taken aback. “You called Xia directly?”

Mu Zhendong, a brother representative of the Mu Xiangguang in the Mu Family, held some sway regarding family affairs.

An old classmate of his happened to be the officer Xia at the police station.

Mu Zhendong typically would not ask this old classmate for help, since favors could be difficult to repay, and contacting him this time was also a move to curry favor with Ren Wanxuan.

“This was just an accident,” Mu Zhendong lit a cigarette and told Mu Yining, “You could also mention it to Bai Lian, we’re all family, let her persuade her friend to settle this privately.”

Mu Yining did not immediately respond.

Mu Yining listened to Mu Zhendong and felt uneasy.

The involvement of police in a traffic accident, Ren Wanxuan then seeking help from Ji Shaojun…

She had a feeling this was no small matter.

**

Hospital.

At this time, Xiaoqi’s surgery had not yet been completed.

Bai Lian was still in the hospital, with both Mao Kun and Xun Chun Dr. Liu present.

Dr. Liu had gained a significant reputation in the medical field over the past six months and knew several doctors; he was currently seeking advice from acquaintances about Xiaoqi’s condition.

Jiang Fulai had not finished his work in the lab but hurried over after hearing that Bai Lian was at the hospital.

As he arrived at the hospital, Bai Lian was sitting on the steps outside the outpatient building.

With little regard for decorum.

It was getting dark now, and the lights outside the outpatient building were on. The dim light shone on her profile, a slender cigarette loosely held between her index and middle fingers unlit.

Jiang Fulai slowed his pace, his usually stern expression softened.

“Director Gu has already arrived,” he sat next to Bai Lian, looking down and softly saying, “Don’t worry, he’s not seriously injured.”

“He’s my cousin.” Bai Lian suddenly spoke.

Jiang Fulai finally looked bewildered, hesitating as he remembered Xiaoqi, “Your cousin?”

“Yes,” Bai Lian lowered her eyelashes, seemingly fixated on the cigarette in her hand, “Ji Shaorong’s son, abandoned at the orphanage door in Xiangcheng years ago by someone who was Ren Qian’s previous secretary.”

The person was sentenced to life imprisonment in Xiangcheng.

“Let’s go up and see,” Jiang Fulai hesitated for a moment, then stood up, casually pulling Bai Lian to her feet, “The surgery is almost over.”

Bai Lian stood up.

Her blue skirt fell gracefully.

Jiang Fulai grabbed her right hand, noticed the slender cigarette between her fingers, nonchalantly pulled it away, and then led her toward the elevator bay.