Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Yang Hua squeezed her hands hanging on both sides, her brain seemed to be struck by lightning.

go to the hospital?

Madam Yang has always been in good health, even Meng Fu didn't see anything wrong with Madam Yang, how could she be hospitalized suddenly?

There will be no physical illness, only—

trauma.

But it's not right, she obviously left something to save her life, even people in the ancient martial arts world can't touch Mrs. Yang for a while.

In the emergency room...

The servant rubbed his eyes and said hoarsely, "Chinese Medicine Hospital."

Hearing the name, Yang Hua didn't say a word, she took a step back, her simple and honest eyes fell silent, she turned and ran outside.

The corners of the clothes were blown up by the wind.

The servant stood by the door, looking at Yang Hua's leaving back on tiptoe, his eyes full of worry.

**

Su Cheng is here.

He sat in the study and lit a box of sandalwood in the corner of the study.

The smoke rose, and there was no smoke and fire, but it was a little less cold.

In the curling smoke, Su Cheng raised his eyes, his eyes were very dark and cold, a pair of deep and cold eyes almost concealed his outstanding face, the contours of the eyes were heavily shadowed, cold and compelling.

His desk, like his whole person, is cold and solemn, without any smell of fireworks.

Except for the airplane model on the table.

Opposite him, Su Xian pursed her lips and fixed her eyes on the model airplane, "Ah Fu made this?"

Su Cheng moved his eyes to the model airplane, his expression eased a little, but his tone remained indifferent, "I have withdrawn the authority of the intelligence network."

"But I clearly found out, it's the Clothes Tomb..."

Su Cheng looked up: "Su Xian."

Su Xian was silent, she glanced at Su Cheng, then turned around abruptly and left.

"boom--"

The door was slammed shut.

In the room, from the beginning to the end, Su Huang, who was standing in a corner, bit a cigarette in his mouth, but did not dare to light it.

Through the sandalwood smoke, he cautiously raised his head to see Su Cheng's expression, "Young master, young master, I'll pick up Young Master Xiaojiang..."

"Isn't he going to learn company management today?" Su Cheng lowered his eyelashes, his knuckle fingers landed on the document, his voice was a bit cool.

Su Huang: "He told me in the morning that he would not study today."

Su Cheng rubbed the space between his brows, stretched out his hand, and closed the document.

Picking up the phone, he sent a message to Meng Fu: [Still busy? 】

Meng Fu: [No. 】

She always finishes early.

Su Cheng raised his head and looked at the model on the table. His lonely gaze seemed to be brightened a little, and he shook the phone.

Su Cheng: 【Go to see your brother training? 】

Meng Fu: [half an hour. 】

Su Cheng lowered his head, read these messages for a long while, and then smiled softly.

Get up and go downstairs.

Downstairs, Su Huang was watching Sudi pickles in the kitchen, when he heard the sound, he poked his head, "Master, where are you going?"

Su Cheng took his coat, "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 lab today besides her.

Sister Jing.

Jing Hui.

She has a delicate baby face, and she is harmless to humans and animals when she smiles.

Xin Shun acted as the introducer again, "Xiao Jing, don't look at Xiao Meng's young age, his skills are very powerful."

When Jing Hui heard this, she looked at Meng Fu in surprise, she had rarely seen Xin Shun praise someone like this.

The last time Xin Shun praised someone, he was still Guan Shuxian.

Jing Hui looked at Meng Fu, and turned her friendly back, "I went to the academic exchange meeting before, and I just came back today. I will give you more advice in the future."

"Yeah, Xiao Jing went to the Zhou University Academic Exchange Conference." Speaking of this, Xin Shun looked at Meng Fu with a smile, "The young people nowadays are better than each other."

Being able to participate in the Continental University Academic Exchange Conference, the knowledge is definitely at the top level in China.

No one in Dean Li's laboratory is ordinary.

"Hello." Meng Fu stretched out her hand, her fingers were long and clean, extremely polite.

After the two greeted each other, Meng Fu put down the paper in his hand, looked at Xin Shun, "Mr. Xin, I'm leaving first."

Hearing Meng Fu's words, Jing Hui was very surprised, and she couldn't help turning to Xin Shun.

Xin Shun was not surprised at all, as if he was used to it, "Go, come early tomorrow."

Meng Fu looked down at his phone while taking off his coat.

Behind her, Jing Hui watched her leave, then lowered her head, and asked another researcher next to her in a low voice, "Junior Sister Meng is off work now?"

This is even worse than Guan Shuxian, if Guan Shuxian wanted to leave, at least he had to say hello to Dean Li, and Meng Fu left without looking back?

"Well," the research institute smiled, "Dean Li doesn't care about her."

I can't control her, after all...

Every time something was handed to her, she finished it quickly.

Dean Li didn't know where to find him.

At this moment, it was raining lightly and the sky was very cloudy. Meng Fu was going to pick up Jiang Xinchen from school.

As soon as I got downstairs, I saw Su Cheng's car.

He was standing outside the car door, holding a black umbrella, talking to an old man.

Su Cheng had his back to her, but the old man was facing Meng Fu. He should also be from the research institute, and Meng Fu didn't know him.

But the old man looked very excited.

Meng Fu felt that she was bothering others in the past, so she put on her mask and stood a few steps away waiting for the two of them to finish talking.

Before waiting for a minute, Su Cheng suddenly turned his head, his brows and eyes still cold.

He said something to the old man in a low voice, then turned around and walked towards Meng Fu, and the old man also raised his head and looked towards Meng Fu in surprise.

"Didn't bring an umbrella?" Su Cheng came over, the umbrella leaned towards her, and lowered his eyelashes.

Meng Fu shook his head, lazily: "Give it to my cousin."

Su Cheng nodded, led her to the side of the car, opened the co-pilot's 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 him to Meng Fu, "This is Professor Ximen."

"Hello." Meng Fu looked at the other party and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

Professor Simon came to his senses and took a step back, "Ms. Meng, hello!"

He turned around quickly and left directly.

Meng Fu looked at his back, feeling a little baffled.

she feels...

She's not that scary, is she?

"It's okay, he just has this personality." Su Cheng looked at her and smiled faintly.

"En." Meng Fu got into the car, fastened his seat belt, and only looked down at his phone.

On the mobile phone, Rui Ze sent a WeChat message——

[Miss Meng, I have a private list here, but I can't figure it out, do you have time to look it over? 】

[It's about Ren's family, a hacked surveillance camera,]

Meng Fu glanced casually.

Last time Rui Ze helped her solve Yang Baoyi's matter, Meng Fu was quite tolerant towards him, she rarely refused Rui Ze's request to her, and it was the same this time——

[Send me an email, I'll go back and look. 】

Rui Ze: [moved.JPG]

Rui Ze: [Thank you, Dad.JPG]

Meng Fu glanced at it, raised her eyebrows, then turned off the phone casually, and was about to look back when she went back. She rested her chin lazily on her fingers, "Why did my brother go to training today?"

Didn't Su Huang want to give him a few days off?

"It seems that your uncle has no time today." Having said this, Su Cheng frowned.

I was going to ask Jiang Xinchen well later.

He didn't pay attention to this because of Su Xian's matter.

Thinking about it now, Su Cheng felt that something was wrong.

"No time?" Meng Fu narrowed his eyes slightly.

With the mobile phone in her hand, she called Yang Lai.

Yang Lai answered quickly, and his voice was as usual.

Meng Fu hung up the phone, she turned her head and looked at Su Cheng, "Brother Cheng, I always feel something is wrong."

"Well," Su Cheng turned around all night, with a clear voice, "I'll go to Yang's house to have a look later."

**

Hospital.

Offices on the ICU floor.

Yang Lai hung up the phone, and he faced the interrogation.

The police respected him very much, and showed Yang Lai the records: "Mr. Yang, that's all we have found."

"Didn't you see the suspect's face?" Yang Lai looked up, with no expression on his face, as if he kept everything in his heart.

The voice is also very regular.

"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 we only found two pieces of news, but don't worry, Mr. Yang, we will be able to catch him." to the murderer."

Yang Lai rested his hands on the wheelchair. At this moment, his fingers were cold.

He nodded and seemed to accept the fact calmly, "Okay, thank you."

Those who interrogated him breathed a sigh of relief when they heard him say this.

A group of people stood up and wanted to leave, but the leader comforted Yang Lai: "Mr. Yang, don't worry, your wife will be fine."

Yang Lai raised his head, the bottom of his eyes was filled with black mist that couldn't be melted away: "Thank you."

He sent people to the elevator.

Watching the elevator door close, the whole person stopped outside the elevator door for a long time before steering the wheelchair to the intensive care unit.

Outside the window of the intensive care unit, Yang Jiu and Yang Lai's confidantes were there.

Seeing Yang Lai approaching, they stepped aside so that Yang Lai could see the inside of the house.

The rescue lasted all night yesterday, but Mrs. Yang's condition was not good. There were several tubes inserted into her body, and she was wearing an oxygen mask on her face.

"Mr. Yang," Yang Jiu looked at him, "What did they say?"

"The monitoring has been destroyed." Yang Lai said lightly.

Yang Jiu's expression sank.

"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 long.

A black car stopped.

The man in black threw Mrs. Yang out of the car.

The man in black acted very arrogantly, and he didn't even shy away from any shots.

This person, Yang Lai recognized——

The person who came to the Yang family before was from 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 was hurting even his bones due to the cough, but there was a strong hatred in his eyes.

"Master!" Yang Jiu's complexion changed, and he hurriedly patted him on the back.

After coughing for a long time, Yang Lai finally managed to catch his breath. He clutched his chest, still looking at the ward, and said calmly, "Yang Jiu, go to my lawyer and transfer the property under my name overseas. A few of them set up personal accounts."

Yang Jiu looked at Yang Lai suddenly, with a trembling voice, "Sir..."

"You leave the Yang family personally," Yang Lai continued without looking at him, "secretly protect the young master and miss."

"Ah Fu's affairs should not have been leaked yet."

"Baozhu directly asked her to emigrate abroad, so Baozhu couldn't let her know."

"..."

Yang Lai spoke one sentence at a time, and every sentence made Yang Jiu tremble with fear.

He seemed to know what Yang Lai was going to do.

There was a rapid ringtone of the mobile phone.

Yang Lai bowed his head, it was Yang Hua.

He glanced at it, paused for two seconds, and then picked it up. His voice was 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, looked up at the surrounding buildings, and asked, "Where are you?"

Yang Lai paused for a moment, his expression finally changed.

It's anxious, worried, "Why are you back?!"

"The servant said my sister-in-law was injured." Yang Hua didn't 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 came, Yang Lai knew that he couldn't hide, so he took a deep breath and reported the hospital number: "Surgical Department of the inpatient building, Ward 1908 on the 19th floor."

Not long after, the elevator door opened, and Yang Hua walked over wearing thin clothes.

"Little Baozhu..." Yang Jiu was stunned when he saw her, and subconsciously greeted her.

Yang Hua didn't see him, she just walked slowly towards the hospital bed.

She saw Mrs. Yang.

Before coming here, she thought that even if Mrs. Yang was ill, it would not be serious. After all, she left something for Mrs. Yang, 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 the others quickly gave way to them so that they could observe Mrs. Yang.

"Mr. Yang, Mrs. Yang's condition is not good." Doctor Qin looked at Yang Lai, he made the worst plan, "The injury is a problem. She lay on the ground for too long last night, and it is difficult for her limbs to return to normal Peak state, excessive blood loss, we have prepared an expert consultation, you can listen in."

Yang Lai comforted Yang Hua.

Then he looked at Dr. Qin, "I'll go with you."

Yang Hua couldn't be admitted to the intensive care unit, and she didn't know what happened to Mrs. Yang, so she followed Yang Lai to see a specialist consultation.

"This is Dr. Xu," Dr. Qin introduced to Yang Lai, "The best orthopedic surgeon in Beijing will definitely restore Mrs. Yang to her peak condition, but she still has a second surgery today, and we will discuss the second surgery later." risk."

The connection of tendons and veins is an ancient problem.

Yang Hua followed Doctor Qin silently and listened without interjecting.

The expert consultation is aimed at Mrs. Yang's condition.

Yang Hua couldn't understand the medical terminology of the experts, but she could understand other things. Mrs. Yang is in very bad health now, she has lost a lot of blood, and is very fragile. She might just leave the operating table just like that after a second operation is forced.

"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 tendons will not be connected one after another, and she will be no different from a disabled person in this life. 48% success rate."

Yang Jiu murmured. Hearing what Dr. Xu said, he couldn't help turning to Dr. Qin, "Dr. Qin, there is nothing you can do."

Doctor Qin smiled wryly, "The success rate depends on this."

Yang Lai was calm from the beginning to the end, he raised his head, "Doctor Qin, please arrange the operation immediately, I will sign."

Doctor Qin probably also guessed Yang Lai's decision, he nodded, and then explained to Yang Jiu and Yang Hua: "We doctors are human beings, not gods, no operation can have a 100% success rate..."

A group of people walked to the intensive care unit.

The nurse pushed Mrs. Yang out of the intensive care unit.

She wasn't awake, not even conscious.

Gauze was wrapped around the collarbone, and the limbs were irregularly shaped.

The muscles and veins of the limbs cannot be connected...

Yang Hua's head was in a daze. When she saw Mrs. Yang, she finally came to her senses and raised her head, "Wait!"

Both Doctor Qin and Yang Lai stopped, and they looked at Yang Hua who had barely spoken from the beginning to the end.

"Brother, sister-in-law didn't take my kit." Yang Hua looked at Yang Lai.

Yang Lai opened his mouth, just about to explain to Yang Hua that when he saw Mrs. Yang, the kit 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 number from it, and dialed it.

Yang Lai's complexion 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, now we are in The hospital must be under surveillance, you have exposed her by letting her come here? Yizhen has broken tendons in her limbs, and she is in urgent need of surgery now..."

Yang Hua listened quietly.

It wasn't until the end that Yang Lai finished speaking that she lowered her head and looked at the page of the phone call, "Ah Fu, did you hear everything?"

Yang Lai was stunned.

On the phone, Meng Fu's voice was cool and quiet: "Well, I'm here."

**

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