Grassroots lawyers also have their day

When Zheng Yi walked out of the building looking disheveled and holding a phone, the police were checking on Wang Chuan and Wei Ping's injuries.

"Comrade, how are you feeling?" a young policeman asked Wang Chuan.

At this moment, Wang Chuan had a large gash on his forehead, and every part of his body ached.

"Officer, those three were the ones who assaulted me! Arrest them!" With that, Wei Ping hurriedly knelt down beside Wang Chuan, her eyes brimming with tears. "How are you? Let's go to the hospital!"

Wang Chuan spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva: "It's nothing, it's not a big deal. Ouch..." After saying that he was fine, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and back.

"Who called the police just now?" an older police officer asked.

"I called the police," Zheng Yi ran over. "Those two are my colleagues. We were beaten up by these three as soon as we came out..."

"Alright, come with me to the station to give a statement."

After understanding the situation, the older officer spoke to Zheng Yi, then turned to look at Wang Chuan and Wei Ping on the ground: "You two should take a taxi to the hospital first, then come to the station."

"Forget it! You don't know this place, you don't even know the way. Xiao Liu, you drive them there in our car, and bring them back to the station afterwards."

When Wang Chuan looked at the police officer who had spoken, his eyes showed gratitude: "Thank you!"

The police received a report of a group fight and dispatched three police cars. However, when they arrived, it wasn't as intense as they had imagined, which made them a little disappointed but also relieved. At least today's incident was easier to handle than a group brawl! There were enough police cars, so Wang Chuan and Wei Ping were able to enjoy the "private car" treatment.

Wang Chuan never expected that his first time riding in a police car would be thanks to the three of them!

Inside the hospital's examination room, a doctor cleaned up Wei Ping's bruises and examined her. Finding nothing wrong, he told her to wait outside.

The doctor who cleaned Wang Chuan's wounds saw Wei Ping wiping away tears next to Wang Chuan when he entered the room and naturally assumed they were a couple.

While busy cleaning the wound on Wang Chuan's forehead, the young doctor's mouth didn't stop either: "Nine out of ten fights are over women. It seems the ancients were right!"

Wang Chuan was taken aback: "Did you hear this from some ancient person?"

"The surgeon who plays the bass drum in our hospital band!" the young doctor chuckled after saying that.

"Doctor, you're so funny!" Wang Chuan said.

"Don't make up stories!" The young doctor glanced at the door and whispered, "Seriously, did you get beaten up because of that girl who just left?"

Wang Chuan didn't speak, but nodded.

"Don't fight if there's nothing wrong with it. If you lose, you end up in the hospital; if you win, you end up in jail. Neither is pleasant," the young doctor said in a condescending tone. He then added, "But your girlfriend is really beautiful. If someone bullied such a beautiful girlfriend, I'd be there too. I'd definitely take a scalpel and chop that bastard up piece by piece! But too bad, I don't have that chance!"

"Why?" Wang Chuan asked casually.

"I don't have a girlfriend!" the young doctor said in a low voice. "Why don't you ask around and see if your girlfriend has any close female friends, and introduce me to one?"

Taking advantage of the moment when the other person was exchanging cotton balls, Wang Chuan glanced at the young doctor: "Hey! Your face is covered in pimples... well... unless you have a rich, powerful, or influential father! Otherwise... let's talk about something else!"

"She's not my girlfriend, she's my colleague!" Wang Chuan explained.

"Oh, is that so! Then what are you waiting for! Take this opportunity to develop a relationship..." The young doctor was probably single for a long time. Seeing that Wang Chuan was very cooperative and they got along well, he talked on and on as if he had a cheat code.

"Ouch! Doctor, that hurts!" Wang Chuan winced in pain. "This is the first time I've been hit this hard."

"It's alright! This is my first time stitching up a patient too. I'm not afraid, so why should you be? Just bear with it, it might hurt a little. It'll be over soon!" the young doctor said while stitching up the wound.

"First time stitching?! Are you a doctor?" Wang Chuan was a little surprised. You may not be afraid, but I am!

"I mean, this is the first time I've stitched up such a small wound. Do you think I, a doctor at a top-tier hospital, have never stitched up a wound before? Pfft..." the junior doctor rambled on.

"Alright, go back to the capital and find a community clinic to change the dressing once a week. It should be healed in about two weeks at most." Ten minutes later, the young doctor slapped a piece of gauze onto Wang Chuan's wound.

"Doctor, my arms, legs, and back are a bit sore. I hope I haven't broken any bones!" Wang Chuan asked worriedly.

"It's alright, I've already checked you. You're as strong as an ox, don't worry, it's just some soft tissue injury. Just rub some safflower oil on it and it'll be fine. The safflower oil in our hospital is expensive, you can buy it at a small pharmacy outside, it's much cheaper there." After giving Wang Chuan a few instructions, the young doctor let him leave the examination room.

"Are you alright?" Wei Ping rushed to greet Wang Chuan as he came out, her face filled with anxiety.

"It's nothing, I only needed three stitches, it'll be fine in a few days," Wang Chuan said with a carefree laugh.

After Wang Chuan and Wei Ping returned to the station with Officer Liu, the police smoothed things over between them, getting the other party to pay for medical expenses and over 1,000 yuan in nutritional supplements before letting them go.

Of course, the sleazy men and the burly, simple-minded guys wouldn't pay the bill; it was the women in their fifties who footed the bill.

Once outside the police station, the woman in her fifties, who had calmed down, complained, "You idiot, you were the one who hit me the hardest. Thank goodness the police arrived early; if they had really hurt me, I wouldn't have been able to afford to pay for it!"

After leaving the police station, they realized they didn't need the train tickets they had bought earlier, as the train had left half an hour earlier. Fortunately, Zheng Yi had already changed his tickets. The three of them went to a donkey meat sandwich restaurant. It wasn't lunchtime yet, and there weren't many people in the restaurant. They found a seat and sat down.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault for dragging you down!" Wei Ping whispered to Wang Chuan as Zheng Yi went to order food.

"It has nothing to do with you. This would have happened whether you were here or not," Wang Chuan said with a smile, trying to comfort her. He didn't want Wei Ping to feel burdened.

"If it weren't for me, perhaps you could have escaped like Attorney Zheng. You wouldn't have been beaten," Wei Ping said in a low voice.

Wei Ping's eyes were filled with tears. Wang Chuan thought she was frightened by the fight earlier, but only Wei Ping herself knew that the tears in her eyes were tears of emotion.

She had lived with her grandmother in her hometown since she was a child, while her parents were always away doing business and busy making money, so they rarely cared about her.

Wei Ping didn't return to her parents' side until she went to high school.

But her grandmother, who would fan her and swat away mosquitoes in the sweltering summer and lay out an electric blanket to keep her warm in the cold winter so she could sleep comfortably, and who would tell her stories and sing to her whenever she had free time, the person who cared for her the most in the world, passed away not long after she left, leaving her forever.

In her heart, no one in this world would care for and cherish her like her grandmother did!