: Shooted again

"Hey, I have devoted myself to the cause of democracy and republic all my life, aiming to strive for happiness and equality for the Chinese people. I have encountered people who spread rumors and cause trouble in the past, but I believe that one day the people of the Chinese people will understand. But today, someone is going to kill me. Could it be that the cause I, Song Jiaoren, is so misunderstood that I have committed to?" Song Jiaoren said sadly and angry.

"Father and brother, don't be so pessimistic. Everyone understands that this is a political conspiracy and is definitely not a misunderstanding of you by the Chinese people. What's more, the feudal residual thoughts were still serious shortly after the founding of the Republic of China. There are always some unreasonable and profit-oriented sluts who interfere in this." Wu Shaoting said steadily.

"Why……"

"Now we need to pay more attention to the reactions of all forces to this matter. See what they will make after you are killed." Wu Shaoting murmured.

"But, I always feel that pretending like this is not a solution. Sooner or later, people will know the truth." Song Jiaoren said worriedly.

"I'll arrange a boat to go to Guangzhou tonight." Wu Shaoting said.

Song Jiaoren was stunned, staring at Wu Shaoting with an incredible look, and asked solemnly: "Go to Guangzhou? You ask me to go to Guangzhou? No, I must not retreat because of this assassination. After this matter is investigated clearly, I will go north after all. The great cause of the Republic is here. Is it my willingness to do so for so many years?"

Wu Shaoting said seriously: "Brother Fisherman, think carefully about whether you can really complete the great cause of the Republic. Your political opinions are completely inconsistent with Yuan Shikai. Although this assassination is uncertain whether there is any suspicion of the north, this does not rule out the possibility. The Beiyang military faction has already begun to distribute troops in various provinces. Yuan Shikai's conspiracy is obvious, and it will only be more dangerous for you to go north!"

Song Jiaoren jumped off the hospital bed and said righteously: "Then let me die in Beijing and at the gate of the Presidential Palace, so that the people of the whole country can carefully see Yuan Shikai's ambitions."

Wu Shaoting really didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Song Jiaoren was also in a state of urgency at this time! Just as he was about to continue to persuade, a quarrel sound came from the door.

Just as Wu Shaoting was talking to Song Jiaoren, Sun Yat-sen, Chen Qimei and a group of staff from the Shanghai Governor's Office learned about the assassination. Upon hearing the news, they rushed to the hospital to investigate Song Jiaoren's situation. However, when they came to the door of the ward upstairs, they found Deng Keng and seven or eight guards from the Guangdong Governor's Office were guarding here and refused to move out of the way, and a dispute broke out.

Chen Qimei was wearing a military uniform and a pair of gentle glasses, but his thin figure made him unable to show a trace of literary temperament. He pointed to Deng Keng's nose and scolded sternly: "I told you to get out of the way. It would be fine if you didn't know me. Could it be that you didn't even know Mr. Sun? It's really blind."

Yu Youren, who followed up, quickly persuaded him: "Governor Chen, this is a hospital. The fisherman's life and death are uncertain now. What's the point of making a noise at the door of the ward?"

Chen Qimei was still angry and snorted, "Look at these people, is this Guangdong? This is Shanghai! She dared to make trouble on Tai Sui's head if she didn't understand the situation."

Sun Yat-sen, who was standing behind, looked very bad. He was not because Deng Keng stopped him from letting him in, but was just dissatisfied with Chen Qimei's violent personality. He took a step forward and said calmly: "Young scholars must not be rude. Now Xun Chu is seriously injured, and Adjutant Deng also follows the orders of Governor Wu to protect Xun Chu's safety and say anything well."

Deng Keng's face was firm and kept calm and said, "Mr. Sun, Governor Chen, is not arbitrary, but the doctor ordered the isolation treatment. Now everyone is afraid that it will be unfavorable if they go in like this."

Chen Qimei immediately shouted loudly: "Go and call the doctor. Is it the doctor not allowed to see him or you not allowed to see him?"

An entourage from the Shanghai Governor's Office immediately ran downstairs.

Because Chen Qimei yelled, the medical staff and relatives who came and went away from the corridor, and the sick and relatives were avoided. The hospital that cured and saved people was destined to be unstable today.

Sun Yat-sen was a little angry, and he intensified and scolded: "Yingshi, what are you doing."

Chen Qimei was still a little awe in front of Sun Yat-sen. He slowed down his tone and sighed: "Mr. Sun, I am also worried about the safety of the fisherman and brother. It has been two or three hours since noon. At least we can meet each other."

Sun Yat-sen said coldly: "Non-no-no. Are you a doctor? You can see me at this time. If Xunchu's condition is delayed, can you afford it?" He once studied Western medicine and understood the truth very well. At the same time, he also knew the environment of Western hospitals very well. Rogue-style noisy like Chen Qimei is simply intolerable.

Chen Qimei turned her face away, and she felt a little unwilling. He said, "Even if I want to protect my fisherman brother, I should arrange it to hurt the governor's office. Why should I ask the Guangdong people to intervene!"

Deng Keng hates this prejudice of regional divisions. Aren’t Shanghai and Guangdong all Chinese? It’s like Chen Qimei says this as if Guangdong and Shanghai are two countries.

At this moment, Dr. Sherman quickly ran up from downstairs, following behind him the previous entourage from the Shanghai Governor's Office.

Dr. Sherman looked at the crowded crowd in the corridor and immediately became dissatisfied. He protested loudly: "What are you doing here? This is a hospital, not a governor's office, not a police station. If you want to investigate the case, go to the place you should go. Oh my God, the hospital has made you smoky."

Seeing the doctor coming, Sun Yat-sen immediately came over and asked, "Doctor, how is Mr. Song's condition?"

Sherman shook his head heavily and tried his best to follow Wu Shaoting's previous instructions: "It's not good. The bullet hit his stomach. The bullet has been taken out, but it is poisonous. I am preparing for a poison removal surgery at four o'clock. Now the patient must accumulate energy, otherwise he may not be able to survive the next surgery."

Yu Youren quickly asked, "Doctor, what is the chance of success?"

Sherman sighed and said, "It's hard to say now. The only thing that is certain is that we have controlled external gastric acid leakage and temporarily solved the internal injury problem. The key now is detoxification. The toxicity is very strong and the attack occurs very quickly. Even if the operation is successful at four o'clock, the second operation will continue at night. I am very worried about whether the patient can hold on."

Sun Yat-sen grabbed Sherman's hand and said urgently: "No matter what, please be sure to treat this person. He is the hope of our China. Don't care about how much money it costs or how much manpower it takes. In short, please be sure."

Sherman looked at Sun Yat-sen's serious expression and said, "I will do my best. As long as I stabilize the patient's current situation, I will contact some experts to be responsible for the subsequent diagnosis and treatment. You are not the first person to say these words today. What you two said is exactly the same. Alas."

Sun Yat-sen didn't understand and asked in confusion: "How can I explain this?"

Sherman shrugged and said, "A general named Wu said so, exactly the same."

He paused and said, "Now, I hope you can leave here and not cause congestion in the corridor, nor do you make noises. If you are worried, you can go to the lounge on the first floor to wait for news."

Sun Yat-sen nodded, turned around and looked at Chen Qimei with a reproachful look, and said, "Everyone should go downstairs."

Chen Qimei looked depressed, and he left two people to stay here, and followed Sun Yat-sen and others downstairs.

At this time, Liao Zhongkai ran into the clinic hall from the gate with sweat and happened to see Sun Yat-sen and his group walking down the stairs. He immediately rushed up. Sun Yat-sen and others also saw Liao Zhongkai and accelerated their speed and walked down the stairs.

Yu Youren knew that Liao Zhongkai had gone to the police station, so he asked first: "Zhongkai, what news is there on the police station?"

Liao Zhongkai had no time to wipe the sweat from his face and said hurriedly: "The murderer was caught, but the man was dead."

Everyone changed their faces when they heard this. If the murderer dies, there is no evidence of death. Who is the real murderer behind the scenes is difficult to investigate?

Sun Yat-sen hurriedly asked about the incident. After Liao Zhongkai sent Song Jiaoren to the hospital, he and Zhang Shizhao hurried to the police station. Less than 20 minutes after the shooting at the Shanghai Railway Station, the guards of the railway bureau, the police station constables and the police station arrived at the scene. Wu Shaoting's two entourages were chasing the murderer, but they lost them for a while because of the crowds at that time, but they still found clues when chasing the blood. Later, they found traces in a small alley on the east side of the railway station. The police arrived and blocked another way out. But the murderer resisted stubbornly and climbed the fire ladder to climb over the wall to escape.

"At this moment, someone fired a gun. The gun failed to hit the murderer, but it scared the murderer. The man fell off the fire ladder and landed on a pile of wooden racks. A wooden rack facing up pierced his stomach. The police officer decided that he was completely dead at the time, so he was not sent to the hospital!" Liao Zhongkai finished speaking in one breath.

"Hmph, huh, these police officers who only know how to eat are blocked and cannot catch people! Now, how can you find clues when everyone is dead?" Chen Qimei cursed.

No one present knew what to say.

At this moment, a muffled sound came from the distance outside the hospital, and then something seemed to be chirping in the sky.

Sun Yat-sen was very familiar with this voice, and Chen Qimei also changed her face. Someone immediately shouted: "It's a shell, everyone should lie down..."

The sound of "falling" was drowned by the violent explosion. At the moment of the explosion, a group of guards from the Shanghai Governor's Office quickly threw several important figures to the ground. Everything came too suddenly. Under the bright world, there was a shelling of the hospital! Then came a scream and panic shout. The doctors, nurses, patients, workers, and relatives in the hospital all went in a mess and ran around. The dust after the explosion drowned the entire outpatient hall. People could not see each other clearly, but just kept moving, running, and screaming blindly.

Sun Yat-sen was helped by Chen Qimei's adjutant. Some Kuomintang members stepped forward to appease the chaotic scene and coordinate the restless order. Jiang Zhiqing pulled Chen Qimei from the ground, and Chen Qimei's head was hit by a stone, and she was bleeding profusely. Liao Zhongkai's cry came from beside him: "Hurry, hurry, send Mr. Sun out first, hurry!"

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine!" Sun Yat-sen responded quickly while rubbing the dust in his eyes, "Go and help those patients move first. Jieshi, Jieshi, go upstairs to protect Xunchu, go quickly!"
Chapter completed!