Medical Sovereign

Ding Ning did not go directly to the city bureau to meet Annivar. Instead, he asked the taxi driver to drive the car to a remote street, got out of the car, and turned into a nearby lane.

An unmarked vehicle slowly stopped on the side of the road. Chen Xiaolu couldn't stop the car, so he jumped out of the car and ran towards the alley.

"Who are you? Why are you following me?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the alleyway, a strong arm strangled his neck, and the young doctor's cold voice came to his ears.

"Well……"

Chen Xiaolu's face turned red due to the strong feeling of suffocation. He didn't try to resist. He took out his press card from his pocket and showed it to the other party.

"reporter?"

Only then did Ding Ning realize that there had been a misunderstanding. He quickly let go of his hand, looked at Chen Xiaolu breathing in the fresh air, and asked without apology, "Why are you following me?"

"I want to do an exclusive interview with you."

Chen Xiaolu bit his lip, glared at Ding Ning with some complaints, and said openly.

Ding Ning frowned, turned around and walked out, "Not interested."

"It won't take you long. You saved the police hero. I think this is a good news material. The idea that the wine is not afraid of the deep alleys is no longer popular now. You have such good medical skills. If Without good publicity, it will be difficult to gain popularity.”

Chen Xiaolu followed him unwillingly and said seductively.

"Sorry, I'm very busy and don't have time to do an exclusive interview. Please don't follow me anymore."

Although Chen Xiaolu was very good-looking, Ding Ning had no intention of dealing with her now. What happened to Annivar caught him by surprise, and he was upset, so he hailed a taxi and left.

"Xiaolu, is he unwilling to accept an exclusive interview? What should we do? Are you still going to follow?"

Liu An, a part-time driver and camera reporter, asked with some concern when he saw Chen Xiaolu returning to the car in disgrace.

"Here, he won't accept an exclusive interview, but we can follow him and film him. Huh, I don't believe it anymore. There are people who I, Chen Xiaolu, can't interview."

Chen Xiaolu waved his pink fist and said with high morale.

"Okay,

Then sit tight. "

Liu An looked at the girl who was as old as his own daughter fondly, stepped on the accelerator and followed the taxi.

Although this girl has only been working for a short time, she has the resilience to refuse to give up and is extremely good at catching news. She definitely has the potential to become a gold medal reporter.

Not even a kilometer away, there was a bang and the car staggered to a stop on the side of the road. Liu An got out of the car and looked at the shrunken rear wheel with a wry smile on his face.

"Uncle Liu, what's going on?"

Chen Xiaolu stuck his head out of the car window and asked anxiously.

Liu An spread his hands and said helplessly, "The tire has a puncture. I have to put on a spare tire."

Chen Xiaolu jumped out of the car in a hurry, picked up the interview bag and carried it on his back. While stopping the car, he said, "Then I will chase the person first. You can change slowly."

"All right."

Liu An shrugged speechlessly and watched Chen Xiaolu get into a taxi and drive away. He reluctantly opened the trunk, took out the spare tire and jack, and began to change the tire.

"Uncle, please follow the taxi in front of you."

Chen Xiaolu got into the car and pointed at the taxi whose taillights were almost invisible and said to the driver.

"What? Are you a policeman?"

The driver immediately became energetic and said with a gossipy face, but the car was moving slowly with no intention of accelerating.

Chen Xiaolu rolled his eyes, touched his belly, and said resentfully, "No, the person sitting in the car in front is my husband. I'm three months pregnant, and he hasn't come home all day. I

I suspected that he was keeping a mistress outside, so I decided to follow him. Could you please follow him closely, but don't let him find out. "

"Young people today don't know what's wrong. They don't know how to cherish such a good wife. None of the mistresses out there are sincere. Don't worry, girl, it's all about the uncle. What he hates is the mistress who destroys other people's families. ”

The uncle driver looked at Chen Xiaolu's delicate little face with a look of grievance, and he suddenly stepped on the accelerator with indignation and started racing mode.

Ding Ning, who was sitting in the taxi in front, was speechless. This girl really tried her best to interview her. She even made up lies about her husband keeping a mistress.

Well, although he really wanted to repeat his old trick and continue to blow out the tire, but seeing the speed of the driver, who had a sense of justice, he was really afraid of causing a traffic accident in which the car was destroyed and people were killed.

Yes, let her follow if you want. Anyway, she won't be interviewed, so she can't force herself to talk.

Shaking his head, Ding Ning ignored her and thought about how to help Annivar clear away his crime.

In fact, he had already used his cell phone on Li Mingrui. Even if Annivar had not taken action, Li Mingrui would not have survived for three days. He was left alive just to let the police extract some evidence from him.

But he never thought that Annivar would attack Li Mingrui at this time. If he went to jail because of this, Annivar would be at a great loss.

Thinking of how Xilin cried so hard after getting the news, Ding Ning couldn't help but feel heartbroken. Although she was crying for Annivar, he didn't have any jealousy.

After all, they were husband and wife, even if they were a fake couple, Annivar's indulgence and love for her over the years was not fake. It was right for Siren to shed tears for him, otherwise, he would suspect that Siren was hard-hearted.

At the entrance of the city police station, Siren and Annivar's family, including Diba who had changed his appearance, were all waiting gloomily.

Anival's father kept mumbling, "Is there a mistake? How could Anival kill someone? He has been timid since he was a child and didn't even dare to kill a chicken. How dare you kill someone?"

Annivar's mother's eyes were swollen from crying, and she said in a hoarse voice, "There must be a mistake. Annivar and that Li Mingrui have nothing to do with each other at all. How could they kill him?"

"Hey! My friend in the police station told me that Anival did kill someone and was caught. I really can't figure it out. Why did this kid kill Li Mingrui?"

Xilin's father hung up the phone, lit a cigarette with a gloomy face, and said with a frown.

"Xilin, does Annivar have any grudge against that Li Mingrui?"

Xilin's mother was also trying hard to figure out how her son-in-law and Li Mingrui would interact. She looked at Xilin whose eyes were red and swollen like peaches.

"I don't know. I have never heard him say that he had dealt with Li Mingrui."

Xilin sobbed, wiped her tears and said with a confused face.

"That's strange. Since they have never interacted with each other, why would Annivar want to kill Li Mingrui? This is so unreasonable. Is there some misunderstanding?"

Xilin's father said in confusion.

"Stop guessing. When Dr. Ding comes, you will know when you see Anival and ask him."

Annivar's father was a man after all. Although he was extremely panicked, he managed to remain rational. He lit a cigarette with red eyes. His tall and burly figure was hunched at the moment, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.

Anival's mother wiped away her tears and sobbed softly under the comfort of Sirin's mother.

Crunch, the taxi stopped on the side of the road, and Ding Ning got out.

Annivar's father stamped out his cigarette butt on the ground and hurried forward to greet him: "Dr. Ding, please excuse me."

"uncle,

You're welcome, no one wants something like this to happen. The police have agreed for me to go see Anilvar, but only allow up to two people to see him. Can you please discuss who will go in with me? "

Ding Ning ignored the small talk and got straight to the point.

Annivar's parents pursed their lips. Although they were eager to see their son, when they thought that Sirin was Annivar's wife, they subconsciously looked at Sirin.

Xilin bit her lower lip, glanced at the four old people, took a deep breath and said, "I'll go."

The four old people had no objections. Anival's mother cried and held Sirin's hand with luck, and asked her to tell Anival that the family had hired the best lawyer and would definitely clear his grievances.

Xilin nodded solemnly and agreed, but she knew in her heart that it was useless, because Ding Ning had already told her that according to the news from the police, Annivar was disguised as a doctor this time and deliberately murdered in front of the police. For Li Mingrui, it is almost impossible to escape guilt.

In the interrogation room, Annivar was handcuffed and fixed on the interrogation chair. His hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, there were blood scabs on the corners of his mouth from broken skin, and the corners of his eyes were bruised. His whole body seemed droopy as if he had lost his energy. He was holding his head and looked extremely haggard. He still had the same high-spirited look as when they first met.

Seeing his dejected look, Xilin covered her mouth, her tears flowing down like a flood that had opened, and she sobbed softly.

Ding Ning frowned and felt a little angry. After receiving the news, he immediately told the police to take care of Annivar, but he had obviously been beaten. He asked with a gloomy face, "They beat you." ”

Anival raised his head blankly, smiled bitterly at Ding Ning and shook his head, "No, it was the scar left by the police using too much force when they arrested me when I killed Li Mingrui."

Ding Ning breathed a sigh of relief. If this was the case, it made him feel much better.

In any case, he and Siren got together, and he still felt deeply guilty for Annivar, who was Siren's husband in name only. Being able to help him to the best of his ability would also make him feel better.

He lit a cigarette, stuffed it into Annivar's mouth, pulled up a chair and sat across from him, "Tell me, what's going on? You and Li Mingrui have no interaction, why did you kill him? Is there anything involved in this?" What misunderstanding?"

"There is no misunderstanding, I did it, I just wanted to kill him."

Anival took a deep breath from the cigarette, exhaled the green mist, and looked at Ding Ning calmly.

"There must be a motive for killing? What is your motive?"

Ding Ning looked into his eyes and asked.

It's a pity that Annivar's eyes were calm, with an expression of resignation, "Everyone is killed anyway, it doesn't matter what the motive is."

"Anivar, are you crazy? Why are you going to kill him? Li Mingrui is doomed this time. Even if you don't kill him, he will have to go to the bottom of the prison. You are buried with him. Is it really worth it?"

Siren looked at Anival with complicated eyes and complained bitterly.

Anival looked at Siren's worried look, with a gentle look in his eyes, grinning with a pair of snow-white teeth, and said with a smile, "Some hatred can't be as satisfying as revenge with one's own hands."

"Enmity? You and Li Mingrui have no intersection at all? Where does the enmity come from?"

Xilin asked in confusion. This is what no one understood.

"You will know later."

It's a pity that Annivar just said it perfunctorily and refused to say it even to death.

There was a hint of worry in Ding Ning's eyes, and she stared into his eyes seriously and said, "Anivar, tell me the real reason, so that we can help you."

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