The pot-bellied man with the buzz cut scrambled up from the floor, roaring to fight back, but was stopped by two security guards who had just arrived on the scene.
Just then, the pot-bellied man saw a police officer pull back the curtain of a treatment room and step out. He immediately stopped struggling and yelled, "Officer, Officer! Someone's assaulting people here!"
The square-faced, thick-browed officer strode up to the pot-bellied man.
The officer's nose twitched slightly. Then, his face grim, he said, "I also just heard someone shouting threats in a public place like a hospital."
"Something about teaching someone the meaning of 'dead'?"
Under the officer's stern gaze, the pot-bellied man reined in his emotions and explained in a placating tone, "Officer, I was just frantic with worry."
"Please, try to understand a father's feelings."
"How are my son and daughter?"
The officer said gravely, "Sun Zhengxin's neck injury has been treated. The doctor said she'll be fine."
