Super Special Forces King

Chapter 1089

"President Joule, we should have a good talk! What did you say?" Zhang Feng said coldly, saying that, but his tone was not at all negotiable.

It is naturally impossible for Joule to refuse, even if he wants to, it is impossible. After all, his own life is still in the hands of the other party, and it is easy to pinch himself to death.

Following Joule into the dean's office, the secretary at the door of the office graciously poured a glass of water on Zhang Feng and the other two members of the white impermanence team.

There is no need for Zhang Feng to speak, the two impermanent special forces members know what to do, staring at the secretary coldly.

The secretary's heart was a little numb when he was staring at him. What do these two people do, and how they look at them coldly.

After swallowing and spitting, he looked at Joule sitting in the chair and walked out of the office.

The more the two special forces members walked out, standing on the left and the other at the door of the office, like two door gods.

Although Zhang Feng is sitting in the position of a guest, he is very calm. On the contrary, it was Joule, sitting on his leather swivel chair, but sitting on pins and needles, and didn't know how to put his butt.

At this time, Zhang Feng sneered and said, "Dean Joule, relax. At least your life is still in your own hands. Of course, the premise is that my brother in the emergency room can get off the operating table alive. If not... Hmph, needless to say, Dean Joule, you should understand the result yourself."

Joule was beating the drums in his heart. Although he was sitting, he was still trembling. The cold sweat on his face was dripping down and he kept wiping with his sleeves.

Hearing what Zhang Feng said, he could only shiveringly said: "We must try our best to treat, we will try our best to treat!"

"No! It's not to try our best to treat him, but to save him!" Zhang Feng's tone was firm, with a taste that could not be denied! It's not full, it must be!

What could Joule say, he could only nod his head constantly, and in his heart he asked for all the gods he could think of in his head, whether they were from the East or the West.

He didn't think that the other party was threatening him, but he had already felt the infinite proximity to death in Zhang Feng's hands, and he didn't want to feel it again when he was killed.

Zhang Feng had a lot of plans in his heart, but he didn't say anything, because if the goshawk hadn’t got off the operating table, he would definitely kill Joule, because the capture of the goshawk had something to do with him, if not He concealed important information and did not confess it, and the goshawk would not fall into Pedro's hands.

Only if the goshawk survives, which means Joule survives, then it is possible to talk to Joule.

As time passed by, the choreographer who was guarding the door of the rescue room sat on a chair, his face growing gloomy.

Of course, Zhang Feng, who was sitting across from Joule, didn't look much better.

Joule's Adam's apple rolled, swallowed fiercely, and muttered: "There is hope. As long as the rescue is not over, it means there are vital signs."

"Yeah. It's best!" Zhang Feng replied coldly.

Joule also honestly closed his mouth. He has no hope in his heart now, because he understands one thing, that is, his life is completely tied to the wounded in the rescue room.

One hour, two hours... three and a half hours!

The lights in the rescue room finally went out, and the internal phone in Joule's office rang suddenly.

Zhang Feng's body also leaned forward slightly, his gaze motioned to Joule to answer the phone, and the latter answered the phone with trembling hands.

Just pick up the phone to get the results of the rescue. How could Joule not be nervous, as if he was waiting for the sentence in the court, the death sentence or the release in court would be announced on the phone.

"Dean, the patient's vital signs are stable, but still need to be observed."

call!

Joule took a sigh of relief, and his body almost collapsed on the chair.

"Hello, Dean? Hello!"

Only then did Joule react and quickly said to the phone: "Send to the intensive care unit immediately, and send two...not three nurses to stare at you 24 hours a day, and the doctor on duty is on standby at any time!"

"Okay, Dean!"

After hanging up the phone, Joule had the courage to raise his head and look at Zhang Feng. His eyes were eager to try, and he obviously wanted to hear that sentence from Zhang Feng's mouth.

Zhang Feng did not let him down either, and smiled: "Congratulations, Dean Joule, you have won yourself the opportunity to continue living!"

"Since you can continue to live, then we have a lot of things to talk about. I don't know if Dean Joule realized one thing is that you have actually been given up by Pedro."

Speaking of Pedro, an expression of resentment flashed in Joule’s eyes. He had been in a state of cooperation with Pedro for a long time. After he was arrested, Pedro merely verbally expressed that he would save himself, but his backhand was stored in the hospital. All the drugs inside have been diverted, making it clear that he must draw a clear line with himself.

"I know!"

After Goshawk was rescued, Zhang Feng’s face was lightened a lot, and he continued: “It’s good if you know this! Let me analyze it for you. If Pedro know that you are still alive, do you think What will he do? I don’t think he will let you go. After all, you know many of his secrets. As long as you kill you, these secrets will disappear, right?"

Joule nodded again. He and Pedro have been working together for more than five years. During these five years, not only did Pedro repeatedly store drugs in the warehouse of the hospital, he also used the opportunity of purchasing medical equipment and drugs to launder money. .

If these things are exposed, there will be enough for Pedro to drink a pot, so if Pedro knows that he is not dead, he will definitely kill himself at that time. There is no doubt about this, Joule knows it very well.

"Very good, at least from now on, Dean Joule is not a confused person, and I like to deal with smart people." Zhang Feng said.

Joule was a little confused. The person in front of him said he wanted to cooperate with him?

Subconsciously asked: "What can we cooperate with each other?" After saying that, I added a sentence in my heart, "As long as you don't kill me, it will be done. What kind of cooperation is there anymore."

Zhang Feng smiled and said, "Dean Joule, we have many places where we can cooperate. Of course, I am not talking about cooperation like you and Pedro. I am a person who touches everything, but there is only one thing that I will never touch. Yes, that is drugs!"

The more you say this, the more confused Joule feels, what else can you cooperate with?

Zhang Feng didn't let him continue to be curious, and said directly: "I don't know, is Dean Joule interested in turning this private hospital into a hospital for internal personnel?"