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Chapter 355 - 355 0356 Still Breathing
355: Chapter 0356: Still Breathing 355: Chapter 0356: Still Breathing The traffic officer first asked the dump truck driver to present his driving license and vehicle registration for inspection, and the dump truck driver climbed up into the truck, took down his driving license, vehicle registration, and ID card, and all those items were handed over to the officer for inspection.
To determine whether a driver has committed any violations while driving, the main considerations are whether he was driving under the influence, speeding, running red lights, or suffering from insufficient sleep, among other factors.
These can all be captured by surveillance cameras.
However, at this particular three-way intersection, where there is also a surveillance camera, it is temporarily impossible to determine whether the dump truck driver was speeding.
Moreover, there are no traffic lights here, so there’s no incidence of running a red light.
But was there drunk driving?
The officer now took out a breathalyzer and asked the dump truck driver to blow into it.
The dump truck driver hadn’t drunk any alcohol, which relieved him on that account.
After blowing into the breathalyzer, it was found that he was neither driving under the influence nor drunk driving.
“Officer, I suspect that this motorcycle driver was drunk driving,”
said the dump truck driver.
“No need for you to tell me.”
Just now, the dump truck driver had seen these people had just finished their late-night supper, and it was clear that the motorcycle driver who had just dived under his vehicle might have drunk alcohol as well.
If the other party was drunk, and if it was severe, it would be drunk driving, in which case most of the responsibility would lie with the motorcycle driver himself.
This reassured the dump truck driver quite a bit.
After the traffic officer had finished checking and recording the dump truck driver’s driving license, vehicle registration, ID card, and all that, he then looked at Mr.
Zhou and the others and asked, “Who are you to him?”
“Friends,”
replied Mr.
Zhou and the others.
“So, have you been drinking just now?”
“No, we haven’t been drinking.”
“No, I could smell alcohol on you from far away,”
said the traffic officer.
He could clearly smell that these people had been drinking.
It truly was bad company leading to trouble—plainly having drunk, yet daring to drive.
Now when the officer asked these people to blow into the breathalyzer, they were too scared to blow.
Meanwhile, an ambulance from Jiangbei First People’s Hospital had already arrived, and the emergency doctor and nurse got out of the ambulance and joined the firefighters to reach under the vehicle to lift out the motorcycle driver.
Was this motorcycle driver dead?
If dead, he could be taken directly to the morgue or sent to the funeral home.
If he was still breathing, he would definitely be rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment first.
Two firefighters carefully lifted Mr.
He out from under the dump truck, and found his body was covered in blood.
When a firefighter placed his hand near Mr.
He’s nose, he found there was still breath.
“This driver is still alive.
Rush him to the hospital quickly.”
While the doctor and ambulance first took Mr.
He to the hospital for emergency treatment, the traffic officer naturally followed to handle the situation, first needing to clarify whether the motorcycle driver was under the influence or drunk driving?
In his view, it was highly likely that the motorcycle driver was drunk driving.
As for whether it was drunk driving, he still couldn’t be certain at this time.
On the other hand, he also couldn’t be sure whether the motorcycle driver had a driving license.
Nowadays, many motorcyclists on the road are driving without a license, whether you check one or two, it’s the same.
If this motorcyclist was driving without a license, then the primary responsibility for this traffic accident lies with the motorcyclist, and furthermore, the party will also face fines and detention.
“You go to the traffic police brigade and wait there, and make a call to the insurance company to come and take pictures,” he instructed.
“Thank you, officer,”
said the dump truck driver hurriedly.
It seemed that the major responsibility for the accident rested with the motorcyclist, so that he would only have to compensate a little money through insurance and wouldn’t have to be locked up in prison.
But indeed, this motorcyclist really scared him to death.
As the dump truck driver was internally cursing these damned people for nearly scaring him to death, Butcher Zhou and Butcher Zhu felt relieved only after seeing the traffic police leave.
Having heard that Butcher He was still breathing, they felt somewhat relieved.
These people were very aware of Li Lanfang’s character; although they usually organized meals themselves, this time, with Butcher He facing such an incident, they didn’t know what Li Lanfang would do.
Li Lanfang and He Xiaoqing left the old district, mounted the electric scooter, and hurried to the T-junction, where they saw a dump truck surrounded by many onlookers.
“What happened to that person just now?”
“He’s a complete mess, dead as can be,”
“I heard it was a group of pork butchers getting drunk at midnight snack and running straight into the dump truck.”
…
As soon as Li Lanfang and He Xiaoqing arrived, they overheard the onlookers discussing the event, which made the faces of the mother and daughter look even worse, especially as Li Lanfang’s legs went weak and trembled.
If Butcher He were dead, what would she do?
Now in her forties, she wasn’t ready to become a widow so soon.
Moreover, Butcher He was the pillar of the family; if something had happened to Butcher He, leaving her to handle everything on her own, Li Lanfang knew she couldn’t manage it.
“You bastard, Old He, how are you?”
As Li Lanfang was shouting, Butcher Zhu and Butcher Zhou heard and hurried over.
When they saw Li Lanfang and He Xiaoqing, they said, “Sister-in-law, Old He has already been rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.”
“Is he alright?”
“We’re not too sure,”
said Butcher Zhou.
“Old Zhou, you’ve really doomed me this time.
If my husband ends up with something wrong, you are responsible.”
“Sister-in-law, I, this matter…”
They knew Li Lanfang would react like this, but they didn’t know what to say at the moment.
Earlier, Butcher He had drunk three bottles of beer by himself despite their advice against drinking too much.
Moreover, since it was Old Zhou’s turn to pay for their meal tonight, in Li Lanfang’s eyes, if something happened to her husband, surely it was these people’s responsibility.
“Mom, let’s go to the hospital first to see how Dad is doing,”
suggested He Xiaoqing.
Li Lanfang thought it was a good idea to first check on her husband.
If he was still alive, at least he was alive; though if he was disabled, it would be a life worse than death and she would have to take care of him till death.
As Li Lanfang and He Xiaoqing hurried to Jiangbei First People’s Hospital on their electric scooter, Butcher Zhu and Butcher Zhou, still shaken by seeing Butcher He’s accident and then the warning from the traffic police, dared not ride their bikes and instead asked another driver to take them to Jiangbei First People’s Hospital.
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