National Forensic Doctor
Chapter 275 - 275 256 Regret

275: Chapter 256 Regret 275: Chapter 256 Regret “Ouch, ouch…”

“My old back, it just can’t stand the damp.

This damn place is so humid.”

“It’s uncomfortable, uncomfortable lying down, and standing up is just as bad.”

In front of the young nurse, Liu Jinghui complained nonstop.

The gentle sister from the special care unit said, “I’ll get you some ibuprofen later, and if you’re in real pain, just take one.”

“Ibuprofen is for pain, right?

Ah, I’m worried about getting addicted,” Liu Jinghui grumbled.

“You don’t know, but us police officers are often involved in major cases.

Getting hurt often, I can’t just use painkillers recklessly.”

“If you don’t usually take painkillers, then a few ibuprofen should be fine.

It can make you more comfortable.

And ibuprofen is quite safe—when kids have a cold or fever, it’s one of the two common antipyretics used for them, just in a different form and dosage.” After the nurse finished hanging the drip for Liu Jinghui and adjusted his blanket, she said, “Rest well, and ring the bell if you need anything.”

“Alright.

Thank you,” Liu Jinghui said with a smile.

“Don’t mention it, you all are heroes.

Nowadays everyone says that we depend on you to shoulder the burden.”

Liu Jinghui watched the young nurse leave.

The door to the hospital room closed, and the room was silent once again.

It was only ten seconds later that a loud shout was heard: “You’ve pulled out the IV line again!

If you pull it out one more time, I’m going to lose it!”

Liu Jinghui silently turned his head.

It wasn’t just him, nor could it be his gentle and beautiful nurse.

Thump thump.

A knock at the door followed, and Liu Jinghui quickly put away his phone, pinched out his cigarette, waved the smoke away, flattened his pillow, lay on his side, and let out a cry like a fledgling calling for its mother: Ouch, ouch…

“We’re coming in.” Jiang Yuan, Huang Qiangmin, Wei Zhenguo, and the others came in with fruit baskets in hand.

Liu Jinghui: “Ouch, ouch…”

“Director Liu, still in pain, huh?” Huang Qiangmin’s mouth tilted up by 33.3 degrees, which could be considered his version of full-blown enthusiasm.

While digging for Liu Jinghui, Huang Qiangmin was very invested and worked hard, not sleeping for several days, using his own police dog and Jiang Yuan, with many expenses that weren’t reimbursed.

His efforts were significant.

However, once Director Liu was carried out reeking of urine and cleaned up, Huang Qiangmin didn’t feel quite as thrilled anymore.

That’s just how it is, a colleague from the police force missing and buried—a heroic tale, evoking rivers of empathy and sympathy.

But a high-ranking police chief from the provincial office who’s well and alive seems more ordinary, especially a third-grade high-ranking chief who didn’t even wear a white shirt.

Despite holding a high position, there was still ‘deputy’ in his title, officially certified as nothing special.

Liu Jinghui let out a couple more groans, and seeing that only Huang Qiangmin was there, he stopped and sat up abruptly, saying, “Didn’t bring any reporters, huh?

I thought there might be cameras.”

Huang Qiangmin went over to help him in a pretentious manner, saying urgently, “You shouldn’t get up so quickly, after all, mobile phones also have cameras.

What if someone takes a picture?”

“That’s unlikely.

I’m just cooperating with their work.

I’m not asking them for anything.

It was just nine days in a mine, I came out unscathed; it’s not worth making a fuss over for me,” Liu Jinghui greeted the others with a nod, opened a pack of cigarettes, and handed one to each, then said, “Open a window and smoke inside.

Don’t let the smell drift into the corridor; we’d get scolded easily.”

Huang Qiangmin took the cigarette and said, “You were missing for ten days, and now you say it was nine.”

“The day I went missing, I didn’t fall into the mine right away, so, officially, it was nine days.

Ah, they won’t even grant me a double-digit number.

Now people will say, ‘Little Liu was only buried for a few days, and look how dramatic he is,'” Liu Jinghui imitated with exaggerated expressiveness.

“Not at all, not at all.

Being buried for nine days, a normal person would’ve died.

It must have been incredibly difficult to survive.

Let the ignorant try and see.

Besides, it’s not like it was planned to be just nine days before being dug out.

If it weren’t for good luck, I really would’ve been done for.

Then who would you argue with?

I simply got lucky; I survived against great odds.”

Liu Jinghui gave a “hmm” of agreement but took a deep drag of his cigarette, then added, “You see, it was just a bit of luck.

I also felt that you guys would definitely find me.

At the very least, if you found the car, you’d find me.

I didn’t expect that bastard to drive the car into the mine…”

“That’s why it was so dangerous.

Being buried in a mine, if it had been me, I would’ve died of fright.”

“Ah, water wasn’t totally cut off, I turned on my phone periodically—I still had battery, just not much to eat.

There was still water; the mine was dripping from above.

I just couldn’t take a shower.

At that time, I was worried that the mine would flood, that would’ve been trouble, hahaha…” Liu Jinghui emphasized the water issue particularly.

Huang Qiangmin and the others exchanged glances, all expressing their agreement.

As the cigarette came to an end, Liu Jinghui looked at Jiang Yuan and smiled, saying, “I heard Xu wanted you to go to the provincial office, but you didn’t?”

“He wasn’t seriously looking for someone; it was just a temporary transfer.” Huang Qiangmin quickly emphasized, “Temporary transfers don’t have a position, no real rights.

In a few years, when Xu Taining retires, and Jiang Yuan gets sent back, having to start all over again—that’s a big loss.”

The second half of Huang Qiangmin’s words weren’t really necessary; the knowing ones understood, and those present were all aware.

Still, Huang Qiangmin had to say it and emphasized it heavily.

Liu Jinghui chuckled, “The provincial office has its perks.

At least you meet more people, can learn quite a bit, and the subsidies are a bit higher…”