Time rewinds to 20 minutes earlier.
In a ward of Dongfang Capital City Hospital.
On the hospital bed, Zhan Qingze took a washed apple and bit into it.
The crisp flesh, interspersed with a mix of sour and sweet juice, burst into his mouth and was swallowed in one gulp. How exhilarating it was.
Gulp, gulp...
The apple was quickly polished off.
He was in a good mood and ate quickly.
"Lawyer Zhang, are you serious? I can be discharged? I don't need to recuperate for another week?"
After glancing at the calendar in the ward, then at his phone, Zhan Qingze still could hardly believe it.
Although he was already able to move around on foot, the doctors had told him he could rest for another week if he wanted to.
Because once he was discharged, the Financial Bureau would take him directly for a public trial.
So Zhan Qingze was feeling a bit uneasy.
"Relax, after today, everything will be over."
Zhang Wei gave him a reassuring look; the case was actually already concluded.