Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

Those who had eagerly come out to donate blood were led to the side by the nurses. The couple then came over and asked Guo Kun, "Dean Guo, how is my son?"

Guo Kun took a deep breath and said to the couple, "You need to be mentally prepared; the situation may be very serious. Your son, Song Jianbing, is still in critical condition!"

Upon hearing this, the woman went limp and collapsed into her husband's arms. The man, fighting back his grief, asked Guo Kun, "Where is the child hurt?"

"The bullet pierced the lung and lodged near the thoracic vertebrae. Surgery will be required. If the spine is damaged, there is a possibility of paralysis. You need to be prepared!"

The woman, whose legs were weak, fainted completely after hearing Guo Kun's words. The man helped his wife sit on the ground and called out to her. Guo Kun, with red eyes, quickly left and went to his office to call Lin Deying, the county party secretary.

"Secretary Lin, of the eight seriously injured, three have died despite all efforts to save them, and the remaining five have varying degrees of liver and spleen damage. The county hospital urgently needs manpower support. Please urgently request that you borrow personnel from the city's central hospital to assist us!"

"good!"

"Any other requests, Comrade Guo Kun?"

"there is none left!"

Lin Deying hung up the phone and immediately called Zhou Haimin, the municipal party secretary, again. "Secretary Zhou, the county people's hospital is severely understaffed and needs urgent assistance from the municipal central hospital!"

"Okay, I'll immediately have the Municipal Central Hospital contact your Nanshan County People's Hospital to find out the patient's condition. I'll also have the Zhaoyang County Public Security Bureau send a police car to escort the patient there as quickly as possible!"

The call from Zhou Haimin, the municipal party secretary, went directly to the office of the president of the municipal central hospital. Without any hesitation, President Du of the municipal central hospital responded immediately. After learning about the specific symptoms from Guo Kun, he immediately organized a team and, in an ambulance "donated" by Chen Dong, rushed to Nanshan County to provide support, escorted by two Weiguan police cars from Zhaoyang County.

At the same time, Zhou Haimin immediately set off by car to Nanshan County. With such a serious incident occurring, he, as the municipal party secretary, could not sit idly by.

Leaving aside the rescue efforts at Nanshan County People's Hospital, let's talk about Bai Shuibao, Lao Luo, and Lao Shan. They rode in the stolen Mercedes-Benz 450, speeding along the county road towards the county town, heading straight into the mountains. Once they reached the foot of the mountain, the three abandoned the Mercedes-Benz 450, as there was no road left for the vehicle to go uphill.

The three men, carrying satchels and 56-type rifles, ran up the mountain. The faint sound of police sirens coming from the foot of the mountain told them that the police were not far away, but they did not know how many police officers were chasing them.

After hiding in a cave he had found beforehand, Lao Shan spat out a mouthful of blood. He had been running too fast and had lost his footing, hitting his mouth on a tree trunk. His teeth had cut his lower lip, and the blood was still flowing.

"Damn it, I didn't expect that old soldier to be so vigilant. Niu Zi died there for nothing," Lao Luo was still resentful about Niu Zi's death.

Bai Shuibao remained silent with a cold face, only smoking. He hadn't managed to kidnap anyone, and instead, he had been exposed. In addition, the shooting at the high school gate had injured many students. Bai Shuibao knew that he couldn't stay in Tuocheng any longer and had to leave quickly. Otherwise, once all the main roads were blocked, they would only have one way out: death.

"Brother, what do we do now?" Lao Shan asked Bai Shuibao, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"We can't stay in Nanshan County anymore. If we leave the car at the foot of the mountain, the police will come up to search soon. We need to hurry towards Zhaoyang County and see if we can find a car along the way to Tuogang. We'll also find my smuggling brother and have him help us get out to sea!"

"Okay, I'll listen to you, big brother!"

We must submit! We must submit!

Zhao Zhigang drove his police car at breakneck speed and spotted the silver Mercedes-Benz 450 abandoned by the roadside in the distance. The car door was wide open, but there was no one inside.

Zhao Zhigang slammed on the brakes and stopped ten meters in front of the Mercedes. The other three police officers in the police car immediately drew their guns and got out, cautiously surrounding the Mercedes. After circling it once and looking at the trampled grass, Zhao Zhigang instructed one of his colleagues, "You stay here and keep watch. The three of us will continue chasing up the mountain. Be careful. If things get bad, you can drive away first!"

The policeman nodded solemnly, told Zhao Zhigang and his two colleagues to be careful, and ran towards the Weiguan police car. Zhao Zhigang, along with his two colleagues, raised their guns and carefully searched the mountainside following the footprints left behind.

The deeper they went, the fewer footprints they found. Zhao Zhigang and his two companions dared not split up to search. By 5 p.m., it was already dark. They had not brought any lighting equipment, so they had no choice but to follow the path they had come from and head down the mountain.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, the other three Weiguan vehicles from the bureau had all arrived, and half of the police force from the bureau had arrived. At the same time, some militiamen carrying Type 56 pistols were running towards them.

Seeing Zhao Zhigang and the other two safely descend the mountain, Wang Yan asked loudly, "How did it go? Any clues?"

Zhao Zhigang shook his head. "We couldn't find any trace of them halfway up the mountain, and it was already dark. We didn't have any lighting, and we were afraid of being shot, so we came down first."

"Don't worry, they can't escape. Secretary Zhou has already arrived in the county and has instructed the police and militia in Zhaoyang County to cooperate in sealing off the area. All the major and minor roads leading down the mountain, including the Nanzhao Highway, have been checked. Once the city brings the police dogs, we can organize the militia to go up the mountain and make the arrests!"

Zhao Zhigang stood there dejectedly, thinking for a long, long time before finally asking Wang Yan, "Director Wang, how are those students?"

Wang Yan bowed his head for a long while, then let out a long sigh, "Alas! Three students died on the spot, two boys and one girl, and three others were sent to the county hospital, but they couldn't be saved, they're gone!"

"Grass!"

Zhao Zhigang slammed his fist heavily against the tree trunk, drawing blood from his hand. Gritting his teeth, his eyes reddened, he said remorsefully, "Those four bastards! We noticed them squatting at the alley entrance near the school during our patrol!"

"Don't be like this, Zhigang, it's not your fault," Wang Yan stepped forward and put his arm around Zhao Zhigang's shoulder, who was filled with self-blame, and whispered to comfort him. "Nobody knew that these four thugs would be so heartless as to open fire on the student crowd!"

"Your most important thing right now is to adjust your mindset, catch those three fleeing criminals, and don't let those six students or the person lying in the hospital down. You need to pull yourself together!"

"Waaaaah!"

Wang Yan hugged Zhao Zhigang, who was crying uncontrollably, while the other officers all lowered their heads in silence, each holding back a surge of anger!