Chapter 533 - 248: Pissed His Pants
Chapter 533: Chapter 248: Pissed His Pants
Jiang Fugui craned his neck and raised his voice, deliberately wailing, "Ouch, ouch!" His cries drew sideways glances from the other patients and their families.
Jiang Fugui knew perfectly well that if he got admitted, he’d have a much stronger case for demanding "compensation for lost wages," "nursing fees," and a "nutritional stipend." He could also stay for a few more days of observation and spend more of Yang Qi’s money.
He was an old hand at this kind of grifting and extortion.
Just then, Yang Dalin arrived in a hurry.
Seeing this, Yang Dalin’s expression darkened. He strode forward, yanked Jiang Fugui’s hand away from the doctor, and snapped, "Jiang Fugui, haven’t you caused enough trouble?! A few stitches for a dog bite, and now you think you can just squat in the hospital? What are you scheming? Do you take us all for idiots?"
Jiang Fugui jumped, but when he saw it was Yang Dalin, his arrogance immediately returned. He shot him a sidelong glance and said, "Yang Dalin, you mind your own damn business! I’m the patient here. What’s wrong with a patient demanding to be hospitalized? My hand hurts! I need a thorough examination. Who knows if that mad dog was diseased? What if it had rabies? I need to be under observation!"
"You..."
Yang Dalin was so angry his chest tightened. Pointing at Jiang Fugui, he said through gritted teeth, "Yang Qi is back, and he won’t shirk his responsibility. This is five thousand yuan. He sent me to settle your medical bills; whatever’s left over is for your troubles. Take it and quit while you’re ahead. Don’t push your luck!"
As he spoke, Yang Dalin pulled out a wad of cash and waved it in front of Jiang Fugui’s eyes.
Jiang Fugui’s eyes lit up at the sight of the red banknotes. A flash of greed crossed his face before he quickly contorted his features into a mask of agony and turned his head away.
"Five thousand? Are you shooing away a beggar? My hand isn’t healed, it hurts like hell, and I need to be in the hospital! This isn’t over for less than thirty thousand. And another thing—that mad dog has to be put down!"
"You’re being utterly shameless!"
Even the young doctor couldn’t watch this anymore, frowning.
As the two sides stood deadlocked, drawing an ever-larger crowd, a flurry of urgent footsteps echoed from the end of the corridor.
Two men in security guard uniforms cleared the way, followed closely by three police officers.
This formation was unusual enough, but what drew even more attention was one of the officers, who was leading a well-built K-9 with keen eyes. The dog wore a vest emblazoned with the two words "POLICE K-9".
As soon as the K-9 entered the corridor, its nose began twitching rapidly as its keen eyes scanned the crowd.
Jiang Fugui, his back to the corridor, was still whimpering and groaning, completely oblivious to the commotion behind him.
But the people around him had already started whispering.
"Why are the police here? And with a dog?"
Yang Dalin and the young doctor also looked on in confusion as the officers approached.
The three officers had a clear objective, walking straight toward the corner where Jiang Fugui was located.
The man in the lead was an officer in his forties, with dark skin and eyes as sharp as a hawk’s. His gaze swept across the crowd before locking onto Jiang Fugui.
When they were still about twenty-five feet from Jiang Fugui...
"GRRROWL~"
The K-9 suddenly went taut on its leash, a low, menacing growl rumbling in its throat before it lunged forward.
The officer handling the dog seemed prepared for this, and with practiced ease, he gave the leash some slack.
"WOOF! WOOF WOOF WOOF!"
Like an arrow loosed from a bow, the K-9 shot straight for Jiang Fugui.
It didn’t attack, but rushed right up to Jiang Fugui and began barking furiously at two spots: the old man’s gauze-wrapped right wrist and his pant cuffs, which were flecked with dirt and grass.
The barks were high-pitched and frantic, filled with the excitement and urgency of a successful find. The dog even tried to nudge Jiang Fugui’s pant leg with its nose.
This was a textbook K-9 alert.
Moreover, it was clearly targeting specific spots on Jiang Fugui’s person.
"Ah!"
Jiang Fugui yelped, terrified by the sudden appearance of the fierce dog. The color drained from his face in a flash, especially when it started barking furiously at his wrist and pant cuffs. His eyes filled with terror and panic.
He instinctively tried to hide his right hand behind his back, shrinking in his seat. He hunched his shoulders, making his neck seem to disappear, as if wishing he could bury himself in the chair.
Everyone in the vicinity was stunned by the scene, and the noisy corridor fell instantly silent.
The dark-faced lead officer’s eyes suddenly lit up, a glint of ’Just as I thought’ flashing within them.
He strode forward and placed a firm hand on Jiang Fugui, who was still trying to shrink away. His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried clearly to every corner of that section of the corridor.
"Jiang Fugui!"
"We’re from the Narcotics Division of the Ningshan County Public Security Bureau. You are under suspicion of illegal possession of narcotics. You need to come with us to the station for questioning immediately!"
"What?"
"Drugs?!"
"Jiang the Miser... dealing drugs?"
"No wonder the dog was going crazy at him! That’s a drug-sniffing dog, isn’t it?"
The crowd instantly erupted.
Gasps and murmurs broke out all around.
Yang Dalin was stunned, too. His mouth hung open wide enough to stuff an egg in it, and his mind went completely blank.
He never could have imagined things would take such a dramatic turn.
A dog bite... had suddenly turned into a case of drug possession?
With the Narcotics Division themselves coming to make the arrest?
The young doctor was also dumbfounded, instinctively taking a step back.
As for Jiang Fugui, the instant he heard the words "Narcotics Division" and "narcotics," it was as if all the bones had been pulled from his body. He went completely limp.
His face was ashen, his lips trembled, and he couldn’t utter a single word. A dark, wet patch even began to visibly spread across the crotch of his pants.
He had pissed his pants in fear!
"Take him away!"
The dark-faced officer gave a sharp wave of his hand. The two officers behind him immediately moved in, grabbing the boneless Jiang Fugui from either side and hauling him to his feet.
...
「At the entrance to Yang Qi’s family home.」
Jiang Dafu was still there with a few of his cronies, cursing and plotting how they would pressure Yang Dalin for more money when he got back.