Yang Hua pinched her hands hanging on both sides, her mind seemed to be struck by lightning.
Go to the hospital
Mrs. Yang has always been in good health. Even Meng Fu didn't notice anything wrong with Mrs. Yang. Why was she suddenly hospitalized
There would be no physical illness, just—
trauma.
But that's not right, she clearly left something to save her life, and even people from the ancient martial arts world couldn't touch Mrs. Yang for a while.
In the emergency room...
The servant rubbed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital."
When she heard the name, Yang Hua didn't say a word. She took a step back. Her originally simple and honest eyes fell silent, and she turned around and ran out.
The corners of his clothes were blown up by the wind.
The servant stood by the door, standing on tiptoe, looking at Yang Hua's leaving figure, his eyes full of worry.
**
Su Cheng's side.
He sat in his study and lit a box of sandalwood in the corner of the study.
The smoke rose, and the atmosphere that originally contained no fireworks became a bit colder. .
In the curling smoke, Su Cheng raised his eyes. His eyes were very dark and cold. His deep and cold eyes almost covered up his outstanding appearance. The outline of his eyes was heavily shadowed, cold and formidable.
His desk, like his whole person, was cold and solemn, with no trace of fireworks.
Except for the airplane model on the table.
Opposite him, Su Xian pursed her lips and focused on the airplane model, "Afu made this?"
Su Cheng's eyes moved to the aircraft model, his expression softened a little, but his tone was still cold, "I have taken back the authority of the intelligence network."
"But I clearly found out that it was a tomb..."
Su Cheng raised his head: "Su Xian."
Su Xian was silent. She glanced at Su Cheng, then turned around and left.
"boom-"
The door was slammed shut.
In the room, from beginning to end, Su Huang stood in a corner with a cigarette in his mouth, but did not dare to light it.
Through the sandalwood smoke, he carefully raised his head to look at Su Cheng's face, "Young Master, I will pick up Young Master Xiao Jiang..."
"Isn't he going to learn company management today?" Su Cheng lowered his eyelashes, his knuckled fingers fell on the documents, his voice was a little cold.
Su Huang: "He told me in the morning that he would not study today."
Su Cheng rubbed his eyebrows, stretched out his hand, and closed the document.
Picked up the phone and sent a message to Meng Fu: Are you still busy
Meng Fu: No.
She always finished her work in advance.
Su Cheng raised his head and looked at the models on the table. His lonely eyes seemed to be a little brighter, and he held the phone.
Su Cheng: Going to watch your brother train
Meng Fu: Half an hour.
Su Cheng lowered his head and read these messages for a long time before laughing softly.
Get up and go downstairs.
Downstairs, Su Huang was looking at Su Di pickles in the kitchen. When he heard the sound, he put his head in and said, "Master, where are you going?"
Su Cheng took the coat and said, "You don't need to pick up anyone, just go directly to the training ground."
**
laboratory.
Meng Fu saw the only other woman in the laboratory today besides her.
Senior Sister Jing.
Jing Hui.
She has a delicate baby face and a harmless smile.
Xin Shun acted as the introducer again, "Xiao Jing, Xiao Meng is very skilled despite his young age."
When Jing Hui heard this, she looked at Meng Fu in surprise. She had rarely seen Xin Shun praise someone so much.
The last time Xin Shun praised someone, it was Guan Shuxian.
Jing Hui looked at Meng Fu and said towards her friendly side, "I went to attend an academic exchange meeting before and just came back today. Please give me your advice in the future."
"Yes, Xiaojing went to participate in the academic exchange meeting of Zhouda University," Xin Shun said with a smile and looked at Meng Fu, "Today's young people are more powerful than the last."
Being able to participate in the continental university academic exchange meeting, my knowledge is definitely at the top level in the country.
No one in Dean Li's laboratory is ordinary.
"Hello." Meng Fu stretched out his hand. Her fingers were long and clean, and she was extremely polite.
After the two greeted each other, Meng Fu put down the paper in his hand and looked at Xin Shun, "Teacher Xin, I'm leaving first."
Jinghui was very surprised when she heard Meng Fu's words, and she couldn't help but turn to Xin Shun.
Xin Shun was not surprised at all, as if he was used to it, "Go ahead and come early tomorrow."
Meng Fu took off his coat and looked down at his phone.
Behind him, Jing Hui watched her leave, then lowered his head and asked another researcher next to him in a low voice, "Junior Sister Meng is off work now?"
This is even more powerful than Guan Shuxian. Guan Shuxian wanted to leave, but at least he said hello to Dean Li, and Meng Fu left without looking back
"Well," the researcher smiled, "Dean Li doesn't care about her."
I can't control her, after all...
Every time something was given to her, she finished it quickly.
Dean Li didn’t know where he found the person.
It was raining lightly and the sky was very cloudy. Meng Fu was going to pick up Jiang Xinchen from school.
As soon as he arrived downstairs, he saw Su Cheng's car.
He was standing outside the car door, holding a black umbrella, talking to an old man.
Su Cheng's back was facing her, while the old man was facing Meng Fu. He must be from the institute as well, but Meng Fu didn't recognize him.
However, the old man looked very excited.
Meng Fu felt that she had disturbed others in the past, so she pulled up her mask and stood a few steps away to wait for the two of them to finish speaking.
Before waiting for a minute, Su Cheng suddenly turned back, his eyebrows still cold.
He whispered something to the old man, then turned and walked towards Meng Fu. The old man also raised his head and looked towards Meng Fu in surprise.
"Didn't you bring an umbrella?" Su Cheng came over, tilted the umbrella towards her, and lowered his eyelashes.
Meng Fu shook his head and said lazily, "Give it to my cousin."
Su Cheng nodded, took her to the car, opened the passenger door, and let Meng Fu in.
The old man not far away opened his mouth wide. Su Cheng paused, then lowered his head and introduced the person to Meng Fu, "This is Professor Ximen."
"Hello." Meng Fu looked at the other party and narrowed his eyes with a smile.
Professor Ximen reacted and took a step back, "Hello, Miss Meng!"
He turned around quickly and left directly.
Meng Fu looked at his back and felt a little baffled.
She feels...
She's not that scary, is she
"It's okay, that's just his character." Su Cheng looked at her and smiled lightly.
"Yes." Meng Fu got into the car, fastened his seat belt, and looked down at his phone.
Mobile phone, Ruize sent a WeChat message—
Miss Meng, I have a private list here, but I can't figure it out. Do you have time to take a look
It's about the Ren family, a surveillance camera that was hacked,
Meng Fu glanced casually.
Last time Ruize helped her solve Yang Baoyi's matter. Meng Fu was quite tolerant to him. She rarely refused Ruize's requests for her help. The same thing happened this time -
Send it to my email and I'll check it out.
Ruize: Touched.JPG
Ruize: Thank you, Dad.JPG
Meng Fu glanced at it, raised her eyebrows, and then turned off her phone. She was about to go back and look at it later. She lazily supported her chin with her fingers, "Why did my brother go to training today?"
Didn't Su Huang give him a few days off
"It seems that your uncle doesn't have time today." At this point, Su Cheng's eyebrows narrowed.
Prepare to question Jiang Xinchen later.
He didn't pay attention to this before because of Su Xian's incident.
Thinking about it now, Su Cheng felt something was wrong.
"No time?" Meng Fu narrowed his eyes slightly.
She held the mobile phone in her hand and dialed Yang Lai.
Yang Lai answered quickly and his voice was the same as before.
Meng Fu hung up the phone, she tilted her head and looked at Su Cheng, "Brother Cheng, I always feel something is wrong."
"Well," Su Cheng said in a clear voice after spending the night, "I'll go to Yang's house later."
**
Hospital.
Office on the ICU floor.
Yang Lai hung up the phone and faced the interrogation.
The policeman respected him very much and showed the record to Yang Lai: "Mr. Yang, that's all we found."
"Didn't you see the suspect from the front?" Yang Lai looked up, with no expression on his face, as if he was keeping everything in his heart.
The voice is also very polite.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Yang." The policeman shook his head. He looked at Yang Lai and frowned: "When we went to adjust the surveillance, the video was gone and only two pieces of information were found. But don't worry, Mr. Yang, we will definitely catch him. to the murderer."
Yang Lai put his hands on the wheelchair. At this time, his fingers were cold.
He nodded, seeming to accept the fact calmly, "Okay, thank you."
Hearing him say this, his interrogators breathed a sigh of relief.
The group of people stood up and were about to leave. The leader comforted Yang Lai: "Mr. Yang, don't worry, your wife will be fine."
Yang Lai raised his head, his eyes filled with dark mist that couldn't be cleared away: "Thank you."
He sent people to the elevator.
Watching the elevator door close, the whole person stopped outside the elevator door. After stopping for a long time, he controlled the wheelchair to go to the intensive care unit.
Outside the window of the intensive care unit, several of Yang Jiu and Yang Lai's confidants were there.
Seeing Yang Lai coming, they moved away so that Yang Lai could see into the house.
The rescue lasted all night yesterday, but Mrs. Yang was in bad condition. She had several tubes inserted into her body and an oxygen mask on her face. She looked very pale. The electrocardiogram next to her was rising and falling slowly.
"Mr. Yang," Yang Jiu looked at him, "What did they say?"
"The surveillance was destroyed." Yang Lai said calmly.
Yang Jiu's face darkened.
"Bring me what you see." Yang Lai raised his hand.
Yang Jiu pursed her lips, silently took out her mobile phone, and called up a video for Yang Lai to watch.
As soon as he saw Mrs. Yang last night, Yang Jiu adjusted several surveillance cameras in advance. After a day of investigation, they found several useful videos.
The first video is about 35 seconds.
A black car stopped.
The man in black threw Mrs. Yang out of the car.
The man in black acted very arrogantly and did not even shy away from any camera.
Yang Lai recognizes this person—
The person who came to the Yang family before was the He family.
Yang Lai watched Mrs. Yang being thrown down, her hand holding the phone turned blue, "Cough cough cough..."
He took a sharp breath, his chest hurt even to the bones due to coughing, but there was strong hatred in his eyes.
"Master!" Yang Jiu's expression changed and he quickly patted his back.
After coughing for a long time, Yang Lai finally regained his breath. He held his chest and still looked at the ward. His voice was very calm: "Yang Jiu, go find my lawyer and transfer the property in my name overseas. Several of them set up personal accounts.”
Yang Jiu looked at Yang Lai suddenly, his voice trembling, "Sir..."
"You personally separate from the Yang family," Yang Lai continued without looking at him, "secretly protect the young master and young lady."
"Afu's matter should not have been leaked out yet."
"Baozhu directly asked her to move abroad. Baozhu can't let Baozhu know about it."
“…”
Yang Lai spoke one sentence after another, and Yang Jiu was frightened by every sentence.
He seemed to know what Yang Lai was going to do.
There was a rapid ringtone from the cell phone.
Yang Lai lowered his head, it was Yang Hua.
He glanced at it, paused for two seconds, and then picked up, his voice the same as before, but a little dry: "Baozhu, you..."
"Brother, I'm downstairs in the hospital." Downstairs, Yang Hua stood in the center of the hospital garden and looked up at the surrounding buildings. She asked, "Where are you?"
Yang Lai paused for a moment, and his expression finally changed.
He was anxious and worried, "Why are you back?!"
"The servant said that my sister-in-law was injured." Yang Hua did not return to Yang Lai, but still asked, "Where are you?"
She didn't ask about Mrs. Yang's injury, she just wanted to see it with her own eyes.
Now that Yang Hua is here, Yang Lai knows that he can't hide. He took a deep breath and called the hospital number: "Surgery Department of the inpatient building, Ward 1908 on the 19th floor."
Not long after, the elevator door opened, and Yang Hua walked over wearing quite thin clothes.
"Little Baozhu..." Yang Jiu was stunned for a moment when he saw her, and subconsciously greeted her.
Yang Hua didn't see him, she just walked slowly to the bedside.
She saw Mrs. Yang.
Before coming, she thought that even if Mrs. Yang was ill, it wouldn't be serious. After all, she left Mrs. Yang something, and some people couldn't touch Mrs. Yang.
"Brother, what's going on?" Yang Hua turned to Yang Jiu.
At this time, Dr. Qin came over with a group of doctors.
Yang Jiu and others quickly made room for them so that they could observe Mrs. Yang.
"Mr. Yang, Mrs. Yang's condition is not good." Dr. Qin looked at Yang Lai and prepared for the worst. "The injury is a problem. She lay on the ground for too long last night. It will be difficult for her limbs to recover to their previous state." Peak state, excessive blood loss, we have prepared expert consultation, you can listen. "
Yang Lai comforted Yang Hua.
Then he looked at Dr. Qin and said, "I'll go with you."
Yang Hua could not enter the intensive care unit, and she still didn't know what happened to Mrs. Yang, so she followed Yang Lai to see an expert for consultation.
"This is Dr. Xu," Dr. Qin introduced to Yang Lai. "The best orthopedic surgeon in Beijing can definitely restore Mrs. Yang to her peak condition. However, she has to undergo a second surgery today. Let's discuss the second surgery again. risk."
The connection of muscles and meridians is an eternal problem.
Yang Hua followed Dr. Qin silently and listened without interrupting.
The expert consultation was based on Mrs. Yang's condition.
Yang Hua couldn't understand the medical terminology of the experts, but she could understand other things. Mrs. Yang was in very poor health now, had lost too much blood, and was very fragile. She might have to leave the operating table just like that if she had to undergo a second operation.
"The risk is very high," Dr. Xu crossed out an inference on the paper, and then said, "With surgery, the patient's life will be in danger, but without surgery, her limbs and muscles will not be connected, and she will be no different from a useless person in this life. Surgery The success rate is 48%.”
Yang Jiu groaned. After listening to Dr. Xu's words, he couldn't help but turn to Dr. Qin, "Doctor Qin, there is nothing you can do."
Doctor Qin smiled bitterly, "The success rate is here."
Yang Lai was calm from beginning to end. He raised his head and said, "Dr. Qin, please arrange the surgery immediately. I'll sign."
Dr. Qin probably guessed Yang Lai's decision. He nodded, and then explained to Yang Jiu and Yang Hua: "We doctors are also human beings, not gods. No operation can have a 100% success rate..."
The group walked to the intensive care unit.
The nurse pushed Mrs. Yang out of the intensive care room.
She wasn't awake yet, not even conscious.
The collarbone is wrapped with gauze, and the limbs are irregularly shaped.
The muscles and veins of the limbs cannot be connected...
Yang Hua's head was dizzy. When she saw Mrs. Yang, she finally reacted and raised her head, "Wait!"
Doctor Qin and Yang Lai both stopped and looked at Yang Hua, who had hardly spoken a word from beginning to end.
"Brother, my sister-in-law didn't take my tips bag." Yang Hua looked at Yang Lai.
Yang Lai opened his mouth and was about to explain to Yang Hua that when he saw Mrs. Yang, the bag was on Mrs. Yang.
Yang Hua had already taken out her mobile phone. She pressed the button, opened the address book, found Meng Fu's phone number and dialed it.
Yang Lai's expression changed. He reached for Yang Hua's cell phone and deliberately lowered his voice: "Sister, what are you doing! Don't call Ah Fu! This matter is different from what you imagined. Listen to me. We are here now." The hospital must be under surveillance. You exposed her by letting her come here? Yizhen's limbs and veins are broken, and she needs urgent surgery now..."
Yang Hua listened quietly.
It wasn't until Yang Lai finished speaking at the end that she lowered her head and looked at the page of the call dialed on her mobile phone, "Ah Fu, did you hear everything?"
Yang Lai was stunned.
On the phone, Meng Fu's voice was cold and quiet: "Well, I'm here."