[i]The sounds of a crÃ¨che waft through an open window into the casualty department. Nic is propped up in a bed while a doctor is wheedling the bullet out of his shoulder. Ming Shi and Huang are sat on cheap plastic chairs nearby, anxiously watching.
Nic got priority treatment, through police connections. The doctor wants him to stay in overnight.
A voice rings out over the tannoy.[/i]
Tannoy: Inspector Huang, please come to the casualty reception desk. You have a phone call.