The next morning at eight o'clock, Longcheng Central Hospital.
In a special care bungalow, Kong Zhenghui, looking listless and sallow, was lying on the bed, staring blankly at a TV hanging on the opposite wall.
There was a very boring online program on TV, but Kong Zhenghui didn't seem to care much. He just used this method to kill his time and relieve his boredom.
When Kong Zhenghui was rescued that day, a long time had passed. His right palm was completely smashed, the bones were shattered, and it was inflamed.
In the end, the hospital had no choice but to amputate his entire right hand. Now, there is only white gauze wrapped around his right wrist.
After a while, the door of the ward was pushed open, Kong Zhengqi walked in, and greeted him softly: "Brother, are you watching TV?"
"Well, just watch it and kill some time." Kong Zhenghui said, picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.
He supported himself with one hand, slowly sat up, and said to his cousin, "Sit down."
“Hey!”
Kong Zhengqi pulled a chair over and sat on the edge of the bed. Then he picked up the kettle on the bedside table and poured a glass of water for Kong Zhenghui: "Brother, drink some water."
Kong Zhenghui took the water cup with his left hand and glanced at him: "How is the old man?"
Kong Zhengqi shook his head and sighed, "Alas... The old man hasn't eaten recently."
Hearing this, Kong Zhenghui's eyes dimmed, but he didn't say anything.
Kong Zhenghui has been recovering from his injuries these days, but he asked Kong Zhengqi to help him take care of the old man.
The two were silent for a while, and Kong Zhengqi suddenly said, "Brother, Lao Huang contacted me twice. I took a look at the plan he made for us, and I think it's feasible."
Hearing this, Kong Zhenghui waved his hand: "I haven't thought about it yet, and I don't want to talk about it."
Kong Zhengqi wanted to say something but stopped himself after seeing his cousin's expression. He swallowed his words and stopped trying to persuade him.
The two fell silent again. At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open again, and a young nurse came in with a dining cart, creaking, "Mr. Kong, your breakfast is ready."
While staying in the intensive care unit, the hospital is responsible for providing three meals a day, which provides a balanced nutrition and is also helpful for wound recovery.
Kong Zhenghui said, "Leave it here, and you go out first."
The young nurse glanced at Kong Zhengqi who was sitting beside the bed, nodded, and left the ward.
After the nurse left, Kong Zhengqi stood up and pulled the dining cart over, saying, "Brother, let me feed you."
Kong Zhenghui waved his hand impatiently: "No, I can eat by myself. You go take care of the old man, and remember to visit the company in the afternoon."
Kong Zhengqi thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll go first."
"Um."
After sending his cousin away, Kong Zhenghui got down from the hospital bed, walked to the dining cart, and took the food on it to the table next to him.
The food was fresh out of the pot and was quite hot.
After Kong Zhenghui brought the two dishes to the table, he went to get the steaming soup.
"grass!"
Unexpectedly, he was scalded by the boiling hot bowl of soup, and his fingers felt as if they were pricked by a needle, so he subconsciously loosened his grip.
The soup bowl fell to the ground, and Kong Zhenghui reacted almost instinctively at that moment and caught it with his right hand.
“Snap!”
The soup bowl fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, and the hot soup spilled everywhere, wetting his trouser legs and burning his calves so much that they shivered.
Kong Zhenghui stood there, looking at the broken bowl on the ground, his head in a mess.
You can't even catch a bowl from a motherfucker, aren't you just a waste
In the blink of an eye, anger, unwillingness, resentment, all kinds of negative emotions seemed to spill into Kong Zhenghui's head like an overturned bowl of soup!
"grass!!"
He roared, his eyes turned red, raised his foot and kicked down the dining cart!
“Bang!”
“Snap!”
All the bowls were smashed to pieces, the food was spilled all over the floor, and there was greasy soup everywhere!
Kong Zhenghui sat down on the bed, pulling his hair with his left hand, looking at his trembling broken hand with red eyes, feeling extremely painful!
The nurse outside the door heard the sound of something being knocked over and rushed in. Seeing his appearance, she asked worriedly, "Mr. Kong, what's wrong with you?"
Kong Zhenghui suppressed his extremely irritable emotions, looked fierce, and said to her in a suppressed voice: "I'm fine, you can go out."
"Mr. Kong, let me help you clean up..."
"go out!!"
The nurse understood the patient's emotions very well, especially since the patient was from the intensive care unit. She didn't say anything and walked out the door silently.
At this moment, Kong Zhengqi ran in with a pale face and said to Kong Zhenghui in panic: "Brother... uncle... uncle is gone..."
Kong Zhenghui stood there in a daze.
…
An hour later, in Yu Mingyuan's villa.
Wawa and Wen Xiaorou sat on the big sofa in the living room, looking at the photo albums.
Although Wawa and Tan Mingchao had taken wedding photos, Yu Mingyuan and Wen Xiaorou had not yet taken theirs. They took advantage of this moment when they had nothing to do and studied it together.
Wawa picked out one of the exquisite photo albums and recommended it, "This studio is pretty good. I used it last time!"
Wen Xiaorou took it and flipped through it in her hands: "It's pretty good..."
While the two were talking, Yu Mingyuan hurried down from upstairs with a serious look on his face.
He looked at the two women and said softly, "Wait here, I'm going to go out for a while."
Wen Xiaorou asked, "Where are you going?"
Yu Mingyuan sighed: "Zhenghui's father is gone, I have to go there."
Wen Xiaorou's expression also turned serious. She stood up and said, "Do you want me to accompany you?"
Yu Mingyuan waved his hand: "No, I'll go by myself."
With that, he said goodbye to the two of them and turned to leave the villa. When he got in the car, he called Zhou Tonghui and said, "Hey, have you heard that Zhenghui's father is gone?"
Zhou Tonghui also said softly: "I heard about it... I'm on my way there."
Yu Mingyuan nodded: "Okay, let's go together and meet at the Kong family later."
…
At the same time, Longcheng Airport.
Dabai's plane has just arrived in Longcheng.
He was accompanied by a dozen Blackwater Corps guards and was picked up by security personnel from the National Bureau of Investigation as soon as he got off the plane.
Soon, a convoy left the airport and headed towards the hotel where they were staying.
Dabai was sitting in a spacious car, squinting his eyes, thinking about who to call first.
"Ding Ling Ling!"
At this moment, the phone rang. Dabai glanced at it and picked up the phone: "Hello, what's the matter?"
Su Tianbei's voice rang out: "Have you arrived in Dragon City?"
Dabai nodded: "I just arrived, walking towards the hotel."
Su Tianbei said in a low voice: "Zhenghui's father is gone."
"well."
Dabai sighed and immediately replied: "Okay, I'll go over there now."
After that, the two hung up the phone, and Dabai said to the receptionist sitting in the co-pilot seat: "Let's go to the Kong family. Kong Zhenghui's father is gone. I'll go over to take a look."
The receptionist thought for a moment and said, "The funeral over there will probably be quite chaotic. We need to increase security."
Dabai nodded and said, "Don't make it too ostentatious, we are all acquaintances."
…
Dragon City General Administration Bureau.
Gu Baishun was sitting in his office. He called over a young man who was working under him, gave him some instructions, and finally said, "Okay, go ahead."
Guo Zhengdao was sitting nearby. Hearing this, he couldn't help but interrupt: "Should we call Director Su first?"
Gu Baishun waved his hand: "It's just a routine question, why call? Okay, go and do it."
"yes!"
The young man nodded and left the office.