Zhao Jinhua was kicked flying by Xia Feng, the force being incredibly strong.
He was injured, to say the least. A simple medical examination would at least classify it as a minor injury.
This meant Xia Feng would bear criminal responsibility, and with their family connections, Xia Feng was sure to go to jail.
In any case, they would not provide Xia Feng with a letter of understanding and would even add complications to ensure he stayed incarcerated for a longer period.
Zhao Jinhua stared fiercely at Xia Feng, preparing to call his father.
After a few rings, the call was answered, and a kind voice came from the other end: "Jinhua, what is it?"
Hearing this voice, Zhao Jinhua's nose stung as he said, "Dad, I've been beaten, very badly. My lower body has almost lost all sensation, and I was kicked flying with one blow."
Zhao Jinhua, with a choked voice, recounted the incident of him being beaten.
He hadn't exaggerated; he had indeed been kicked flying, and his lower body was numb, almost as if it had lost all feeling.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Hu became anxious and quickly asked, "Jinhua, where are you? Are you alright?"
Zhao Hu was furious upon hearing that his son had been beaten so severely.
"Dad, I'm at the hospital, Grandpa's place. In the hospital parking lot. Please call the police for me. I can't let this end here," Zhao Jinhua stated his location.
Zhao Hu immediately nodded in agreement, "Jinhua, be safe. I'll contact people right away, and I'll also have the hospital security guard protect you. Arrange for Grandpa to get the medical examination."
After speaking, Zhao Hu hung up the phone and began contacting people using his connections.
Someone assaulting his son was an unforgivable offense, no matter what.
Zhao Hu's first call was to his friend, who happened to be the deputy director of the precinct where the hospital was located. His status was undeniable; he could easily handle anyone.
After all, although Modu was a city, its power was immense.
Zhao Hu found the number and dialed it immediately.
The call was answered after a few rings.
"Director Zhao, what instructions do you have for me?" Zhao Hu himself was also a bureau leader, so the other party was quite polite.
They were all in the same system; it was a matter of mutual help.
"Director Zhou, it's a small matter, and I need your help," Zhao Hu said without hesitation, directly stating his intention.
Their relationship was good, and it wasn't the first time they had helped each other. Now that Zhao Hu was asking for a favor, Zhou Neng naturally couldn't refuse, and he said with a smile, "Director Zhao, why are you being so polite with me? Just say what you need to say."
"My son was beaten at Modu People's Hospital. At the very least, it's a minor injury, possibly even a serious one. So I need to trouble you to arrest the perpetrator," Zhao Hu explained his purpose.
When he spoke to his son earlier, the latter had described his situation so tragically that Zhao Hu speculated he might have already sustained serious injuries.
Coupled with their family connections and his own father being the vice-director of the hospital, obtaining a diagnosis of serious injury would not be a difficult matter.
"This is a crime. Your son didn't fight back, did he? Make sure he didn't fight back, otherwise, it will be more troublesome," Zhou Neng immediately asked upon hearing this.
If it was a one-sided beating, it constituted intentional injury, which is a crime.
"No, he didn't even have a chance to fight back before being taken down," Zhao Hu clarified.
"That's good to hear. Combating crime and evil is our responsibility, Director Zhao. You don't need to be polite; this is my duty," Zhou Neng spoke righteously, as if he were about to perform a glorious act of punishing evil and promoting good.
"Then I'll trouble you. I'll treat you to drinks another day," Zhao Hu said gratefully with a smile.
"Alright, I'll arrange for someone immediately and go there myself. See you soon," Zhou Neng said and hung up the phone.
Zhao Hu put his phone in his pocket and prepared to leave, a cold smile playing on his lips:
"Whoever dares to beat my son, I will make sure they have no son."
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