City of Streamer

In the hospital, the mother and son were left to fend for themselves. After my father passed away a few years later, I took charge of the power and brought my eldest sister, mother and son back home. The eldest sister died when she was nine or seven years old. is suicide. The neck artery was cut in front of the child. My mother died soon after. I named Xiao Jiu as my younger brother and raised him up. "

Meng Xian put out most of the lit cigarette, and looked at the young woman curled up by the fire, her eyes blurred. Feng Shizhen and Meng Qingzhi don't look alike, but they both have a subtle, elegant and intellectual temperament. And the eldest sister who had died tragically long ago seemed to have come back to her soul through Feng Shizhen's body at this moment.

"Xiao Jiu first got sick when he was fourteen years old. He lost control, jumped from the second-floor window, and unfortunately broke his waist. I sent him to the best doctors in the United States, and they were all helpless. He He was sick from his mother's womb, poisoned by smoke, tortured by a lunatic mother, cruel death... I can't save this child. I can't save the Meng family. But at least I can make the initiator pay the price!"

Meng Xu'an walked towards Feng Shizhen, "Shizhen, you're not telling you this to gain your sympathy or to explain my actions. I chose you because I saw myself in you back then. That dazed, resentful, but helpless child. No one helped me back then, so I really wanted to help you. I waited longer for the day of revenge than you did. My hatred is also much deeper than yours. "

Feng Shizhen closed his eyes tiredly and said, "Then from today, there will be many family members who will hate you as much as you hate Rong Dingkun."

"I don't care." Meng Xian walked up to Feng Shizhen, "You are right, I am indeed ruthless and selfish, and I am on a par with Rong Dingkun. But so what? This is a world where the strong march on the blood of the weak, and as long as I can achieve my goals, I don't care how much blood is on my feet, I don't care how much grudges I have forged. And you—"

He raised Feng Shizhen's chin and looked at her condescendingly, "Do you think that since Rong Jiashang knows all the truth now, will he let you go? Without my protection, what would happen to you and your family? end?"

Feng Shizhen lowered his eyes and gritted his teeth.

"I know what you're thinking." Meng Xu'an said, "you still hold out hope for Rong Jiashang, thinking that he won't hurt you. Maybe, he really looks like a seed of infatuation. But you and him have already had troubles. It's so ugly, and if you continue to entangle it, it will only make it more difficult to end it."

"What's the seventh master's advice?" Feng Shizhen asked.

Meng Xian let go of her chin, got up and said, "It's not suitable for you to stay in Shanghai for the time being. The escape route that was arranged for you before is still valid. Go back and think about the next step, explain it to your family, and leave early. Beiping."

"Are you willing to let me go?" Feng Shizhen was surprised.

Meng Xu'an sneered: "If the good things are done to the end, let's take the two of us as the master's staff. It's just that this is the last time I will take care of you. When we meet again..."

"I know." Feng Shizhen said, "When we meet again, we will be strangers."

Feng Shizhen stood up from the sofa in a hurry, dizzy in front of his eyes. She clasped the back of the sofa hard, steadied her pace, turned a blind eye to the hand that Meng Xian stretched out to support her, and walked straight towards the door with her back straight.

Her scarred feet were on the floor, looking startling. Meng Xian frowned, looking at the thin silhouette of her thin dress. Just when he was about to call out Feng Shizhen, a deputy rushed in rashly.

"Seventh Master, you're back!" The deputy shouted with strange excitement on his face, "Brother Kang has brought back that little girl from the Rong family, and I want to ask you how to deal with it. That little girl is so fierce, she even bit Brother Kang. It's hurt. Brother Kang said to teach her a lesson..."

Feng Shizhen pulled up his collar fiercely and shouted angrily, "Which girl from the Rong family did you arrest?"

The deputy was startled, raised his hand and said, "Brother Kang, they caught a Miss Rong family from the auction. As for which one, I can't tell."

Feng Shizhen only felt that the cold blood all over his body boiled instantly, and his head rushed to the top of his head.

"Where is the man?" she shouted.

The deputy was frightened by her disheveled madness, and hurriedly said, "In the bungalow where the bodyguards live in the backyard..."

Feng Shizhen pushed him away hard and ran out the door.

"Shizhen, shoes!" Meng Xu'an shouted, glanced coldly at his deputy, and chased out.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, cracking on the leaves. Feng Shizhen ran to the bungalow in the backyard with bare feet in the rain.

Across the distance, she could hear the men's laughter full of obscenity and malice. The whistles and cheers pierced her heart like belated bullets, nearly taking her breath away.

A group of men were gathered around a door of the bungalow, laughing as they listened to the movement inside. Feng Shizhen rushed over and pushed the man away to squeeze in.

"Yo!" The men stopped Feng Shizhen jokingly, "Brother Kang is busy inside, the girl is here to play with the brothers."

"Let go of her!" With an explosive roar, Meng Xu'an strode forward in the rain, his face so gloomy that it seemed to blend in with the night.

The men were so frightened that they quickly let Feng Shizhen go.

The door was locked. Feng Shizhen turned around and pulled out a shuttle gun from the waist of a subordinate beside him, loaded it, aimed it at the door lock, and fired two shots in a row.

The deafening gunshots caused the girl to scream in horror from the room.

Feng Shizhen's heart shrank suddenly, and without any regard for his demeanor, he raised his leg and kicked the door open.

The room was messy, and a sturdy man was wearing his trousers and turned around. Seeing Meng Xu'an standing behind Feng Shizhen, he immediately turned to a pleasing smile.

"Seventh Master, why did you come here in person?"

Meng Xian's face was expressionless and indifferent.

Feng Shizhen held his breath and walked gently towards the girl who was wrapped in the quilt and huddled by the bed. With pain in her eyes, she raised her hand and carefully touched the girl's head.

"Fanghua, it's me. Don't be afraid."

Rong Fanghua's hair was disheveled, and her bruised face was full of wet tears. She curled up in horror, her eyes were wide open, and there was no trace of expression inside, just like the cold and rainy night sky outside the house.

"It's me, I'm Feng Shizhen."

Rong Fanghua's eyes finally rolled, focusing on Feng Shizhen's face. The wandering soul finally gathered in his eyes, and the wandering mind returned to his brain. She burst into tears and rushed over to hug Feng Shizhen tightly.

Feng Shizhen also saw the tragic situation under the quilt: the shattered dress, the bruised skin...

Feng Shizhen seemed to be punched on the nose by someone, and tears fell down. She hugged Rong Fanghua tightly in her arms and pulled a thin blanket to wrap her up. Rong Fanghua cried hoarsely, as if the person who was almost drowning finally clinged to Feng Shizhen like a driftwood, and refused to let go for a moment.

"Seventh Master, don't be angry. Oh, I didn't even think about it at first." The man named A Kang explained nonchalantly, "Don't look at this little girl crying now, she was very strong just now, and she gave the old cow to her. I got kicked and scratched my face. I didn't get angry at this moment, I just wanted to teach her a lesson. These ladies don't usually look at us directly. I want her to see, no With her father protecting her, what else can she be proud of?"

Meng Xu'an still pursed her thin lips, gloomy and silent.

The man said and laughed again, "Didn't you kill the eldest young master of the Rong family tonight? Then we played Miss Rong's family, and it's a bit of a loss."

Feng Shizhen was so angry that he stopped shaking and panting, his tears stopped, and even his heartbeat returned to its normal rhythm.

"Who else touched her?" Feng Shizhen's voice was like a razor-sharp blade, cutting people bloody.

The man glanced at her nonchalantly, "If it weren't for you, it would be time to talk about the buddies outside."

"Okay." Feng Shizhen said, covering Rong Fanghua's eyes with one hand, raising the gun to the man's forehead with his right hand, and pulling the trigger.

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The man's head jerked back, blood and brains splashed from the back of his head to the wall, and his body fell limply. His eyes were still staring in astonishment, and the expression of disbelief was permanently frozen on his lifeless face.

Rong Fanghua seemed to understand what was going on, and her arms were tighter while holding Feng Shizhen, and her whole body trembled violently.

Meng Xu'an frowned deeply and took a step forward, "Shizhen..."

Feng Shizhen turned around abruptly and pointed his gun at Meng Xian's head.

A group of thugs outside shouted loudly, and slammed their guns at Feng Shizhen and Rong Fanghua in her arms.

The dull winter thunder came from the distant sky, rolling like a millstone. The rain suddenly became heavy, and it washed the earth with a thud. A damp chill poured in from the open door, diluting the thick **** smell of the house a lot.

Meng Xian calmly faced Feng Shizhen's gun and said, "I never condone them to abuse women."

"Is there any difference?" Feng Shizhen asked back, "Look, you think you are omnipotent, but you can't even control your subordinates. Do you still think you can control everything in the palm of your hand?"

Meng Xu'an took a deep breath and said, "You can't kill me, Shizhen. Put down the gun and I'll send you back."

Feng Shizhen's eyes were burning with crimson flames, the hand holding the gun was trembling, and rage rolled in his eyes. She was breathing rapidly, enduring it with all her strength, gritted her teeth numb, and even a trace of rust spread in her mouth.

Finally, she lowered her hand.

"Give me the car keys. I'll go by myself!"

"Okay." Meng Xian said. As soon as he raised his hand, someone handed over the car keys.

In the torrential rain, Feng Shizhen stepped on the accelerator heavily and turned the steering wheel skillfully. The car honked its horn violently and rushed out of the iron gate, rushing into the thick rainy night.

Rong Fanghua curled up in the co-pilot, wrapped tightly in a blanket, crying silently.

Feng Shizhen looked at the dark road ahead and said softly, "Don't be afraid, you are already safe. But I want to take you to the hospital first. You are injured, and the doctor will show you."

"No!" Rong Fanghua shouted in horror, "I don't want it! Don't let others know!"

Feng Shizhen slowed down and touched Rong Fanghua's head with one hand, coaxing her, "You bleed a lot, if you don't see a doctor, you will get sick. At that time, you can't hide it. Fang Hua, there is nothing wrong with you, so don't make yourself miserable because of the sins of others. I will take you to the Red House Hospital, my elder brother is on duty today. I will keep it a secret for you. "

Rong Fanghua burst into tears, grabbing Feng Shizhen's hand, like a drowning man holding a driftwood, and wept.

"Why me? Why are they doing this to me? How am I going to live now?"

Feng Shizhen also choked up, held her hand tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "There is no reason for the wicked to do evil. You are not wrong, you are innocent. In this world, whether poor or rich, women are eternal. Weak. That's why you can't give up on yourself. The harder it is, the more you have to go on, confidently and beautifully. This night has hurt your body, so don't let it destroy your soul. Your future Go do what you want to do, be the person you dream of. You're brighter and better than those. Hold on, Fanghua. I know you're a brave and good boy."

Rong Fanghua held Feng Shizhen's hand tightly with both hands, tears falling like rain.

In Renji Hospital at midnight, reporters with cameras were crowded in front of the gate, as if smelling **** flies, densely flying from all directions in Shanghai. The car that Rong Jia was riding in was surrounded by circles as soon as it arrived. The spotlights came together one after another, and the chaotic questions hit the window like fine raindrops.

The driver honked his horn frantically before he opened a way out of the crowd. Rong Jia's chiseled face became more gloomy and handsome under the flickering of the spotlight. The bodyguards held umbrellas to protect the young master, squeezed through the crowd, and sent them to the hospital gate.

"Master Rong, is tonight's assassination aimed at you?"

"Mr. Xiaorong, who is the lady who rescued you?"

"Excuse me, what's your response to the current situation? Is the other party the enemy of the Rong family?"

"Will you still buy that golden unicorn?"

Rong Jiashang turned a deaf ear to the noisy questions behind him, and strode into the hospital with water vapor in his clothes. Zhao Huaan's deputy came to pick him up sweating profusely and led him to the door of the operating room on the second floor.

The corridor in front of the operating room was full of people. Mrs. Rong sat on the bench with her arms around Rong Fanglin, the mother and daughter were wrapped in a big blanket and shivered. Rong Fanglin seemed to be overwhelmed with fright, his expression was numb, and his face was so pale that it turned blue. Wu Yunchi was standing at the window, smoking irritably, when he saw Rong Jia coming up, he showed guilt.

Zhao Huaan was smoking a pipe, and his subordinates dared not approach.

When Mrs. Rong saw Rong Jia coming up, she was relieved and cried, "Jia Shang, now the family depends on you!"

I don't like my stepson anymore, but my stepson is also the only adult male in the family after her husband. Now Rong Dingkun's life or death is uncertain, and only Rong Jia can be relied on.

"Your father is in the operating room." Zhao Huaan tilted his head towards the lighted operating room, then glanced at Mrs. Rong, who was crying and lost her soul, and said in a low voice, "He was shot in the chest, and the situation is not very good. The dean is an acquaintance and specially called the best German doctor to do the operation. But the hospital still issued a critical illness notice to let us be prepared. "

Rong Jia's face was stern and his teeth clenched, "Is it the Meng family?"

Zhao Huaan smiled bitterly: "It's really not. Your father had a conflict with a small patrol room, and the other party's gun went off."

The head of the dignified Rong family, in order to escape, actually had a conflict with a small patrolman?

Rong Jia felt very embarrassed and didn't have the face to continue asking.

"Jia Shang" Zhao Huaan said, "Second Uncle, let me ask you one more question. If it is suitable for you, you don't have to answer. You set an ambush in advance, why don't we know?"

"I just kept an eye on it." Rong Jiashang said calmly, "Father put all his heart on the Hashimoto family, and he has no time to take care of him. But I think this matter is big or small, not afraid of 10,000, just afraid of it. In case the Hashimoto family will ignore us. I didn't expect the Hashimoto family to be fine, but the Meng family did it. Uncle Zhao won't be upset because I didn't tell you?"

"Of course not." Zhao Huaan laughed dryly, "Thanks to your precautions for this matter today, otherwise everyone might be folded in it."

"Uncle Zhao has won the prize." Rong Jia said calmly and politely, "Thanks to your quick response, you saved your wife and Fanglin."

The bright incandescent light was projected down from the ceiling, casting clear shadows on Rong Jia's chiseled face, making him even more gloomy and gloomy. However, his tall and vigorous body has always maintained a tall and straight posture, like a towering green pine. When everyone was in a panic, he stood up to support the crumbling home.

Zhao Huaan looked at the young man in front of him with a frown, as if he was looking at a young male wolf who was about to take the place of the alpha wolf.

He still remembered that when he met Rong Jia six months ago, this young man was completely a delicate and willful big boy. On the surface, Rong Jia at that time had all the rich and noble diseases that rich children of his age had: sensitive, arrogant, and unruly. At first, Zhao Huaan only thought that he was a cynical young master who had suffered a little bit, thinking that he was omnipotent, but in fact he was still just a flower in the greenhouse. Zhao Huaan has seen such a son and brother a lot. As long as they experience a little real ordeal, they will cry and beg for mercy.

But the more he got in touch with Rong Jiashang, the more he realized that Rong Jiashang really deserved to be Rong Dingkun's seed. The kind of cunning that is good at disguise is innate and inherited from blood. He used his beautiful face and arrogant demeanor as a mask to let people down, and then gave them an unexpected blow.

In just a few months, this young man had already lost his youthful body before anyone else could react, and grew into an adult man who could stand up to the sky. Zhao Huaan was secretly startled by his approach that was almost identical to his father's. #####

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Rong Jiashang knew that Meng Xian was very likely to assassinate him, but for the sake of secrecy, even his father concealed it. Even after the incident, he took risks and personally led Meng Xian to the ambush site.

This last one is something that even Rong Dingkun can't do!

Rong Jiashang was even more ruthless than his wicked and slippery father. Either for others or for yourself! You must know that in this series of actions, as long as there is a slight error, Rong Jiashang will already be lying in the morgue at this moment.

Rong Dingkun is greedy for life and fear of death, but Rong Jiashang will not. Therefore, only he can compete with the well-prepared Meng Xian.

"By the way," Rong Jiashang said thoughtfully, "Uncle Zhao, there is one thing I don't understand. Meng Xu'an told me before he escaped that he took my father's special handle to make my father lose his temper. And this matter seems to be related to my brother and sister. Uncle, I still have two brothers and sisters?"

Zhao Huaan was caught off guard, and a look of consternation flashed in his eyes.

"This...what absurd words? You are the son of Rong's family, and there are no children in front of you. Meng Xu'an is probably unwilling to be defeated and is just talking nonsense." Zhao Huaan patted Rong Jia on the shoulder with a smile, "Don't worry about it. Those gossip. If you weren't the eldest son, how would your father and our uncles support you so much?"

Rong Jia smiled, "Uncle Zhao said yes. By the way, is there any news from Fanghua? Where's Lan Xin? Where is Yang Xiucheng?"

"Yang Xiucheng should have protected Miss Du and escaped." Wu Yunchi walked over with a face of deep pain and remorse, "I'm sorry, Jiashang, I couldn't protect her. I..."

Rong Jia took his shoulder, "I heard about it on the way here. You are outnumbered and lacking in skills, so you have done your best to protect Fang Lin."

"I have already sent someone to the Meng family, and I will rescue her no matter what." Zhao Huaan said, "Jia Shang, the Meng family will definitely have their revenge. It's just that Meng Xuan has been preparing for many years, and we were passive. It's even less suitable for rash action. What do you think?"

"Naturally, we have to look at Dad's situation first, and then make the next decision." Rong Jiashang took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, but didn't light it, and played with it loosely in his hand, "After all, the hatred is the father's knot. Yes, how to take revenge, always listen to his opinion."

Mrs. Rong sneered and said, "Your father is arrogant, ruthless and selfish, how can he listen to other people's opinions? I must ask the doctor later, whether his Rong Dingkun's heart is black!"

Zhao Huaan knew that Mrs. Rong hated Rong Dingkun for abandoning his wife and ran away alone, and persuaded: "Sister-in-law, brother, he was too flustered for a while. He didn't care about you."

"You don't need to say good things for him!" Mrs. Rong spat, "now that he was shot and his chest was ripped out, I think this is his retribution! Jiashang, whether your father can wake up or not, you should Do whatever you want, don't worry about him. You are the eldest son and grandson, and the Rong family should belong to you. "

"Sister-in-law..." Zhao Huaan said embarrassedly, "What you are saying is angry."

"I can't bear it any longer!" Mrs. Rong got so angry that she spread out her words, "Jiashang, I heard what you and Lao Zhao said just now. He refused to say it, I Speaking of. This is not the first time your father has abandoned his wife and children, so he does it so skillfully! Want to know why?"

"Sister-in-law, family shame must not be exposed!" Zhao Huaan glanced at Wu Yunchi, who was standing awkwardly beside him, and hurriedly dragged Mrs. Rong into an empty ward next to her. Rong Fanglin, who was in a daze, was awakened by his mother's shouting and followed. Rong Jia lost a look at his subordinates, walked into the room, and closed the door.

Mrs. Rong shook Zhao Huaan's hand away fiercely, "I'm about to say it! Jiashang is going to be in charge. It's time for him to know what kind of virtue his own father is."

Rong Jia said, "Don't be in a hurry, madam, speak slowly if you have something to say."

Mrs. Rong grabbed the corner of Rong Jia's clothes and sneered: "You can't imagine that before marrying your mother, your father married a relative in the country. Later, he became more developed and looked down on the foot-binding in the country. If you're a mother-in-law, change your name and surname, dump the wife and children over there, pretend to be a new rich, and beg to marry your mother! You asked the older brother and sister just now and you were right. God knows where your eldest sister and brother are now. If Meng Xu'an really takes this matter to threaten your father, then it's a one-size-fits-all measure."

Not to mention Rong Jia, even Rong Fanglin, who had been in a daze, turned his head in astonishment.

"Mom, what are you talking about? We still have brothers and sisters? Did Dad change his name?"

"Yeah." Mrs. Rong looked at the shocked faces of her children and sneered, "You two, actually, you are not named Rong at all. You should have been surnamed Qin! Haha, what is Rong Dingkun? His name is Qin Shuigen. Home? He is just a farmer with a few acres of land. When he was young, he and your Uncle Zhao came to Shanghai to do small business, driving a broken donkey cart and selling goods back and forth!"

Rong Fanglin was stunned, unable to react as if someone had hit him with a sap.

"Then we have to go back to our hometown to worship our ancestors every year. Whose ancestors are we worshipping?"

"Ask you Uncle Zhao!" Mrs. Rong pointed at Zhao Huaan and said sharply, "He is the one who has followed your father all the way. He knows the most dirty things about your father. Haha! Eighteen years ago, I knew that Rong Dingkun was such a person, even if I hang myself in the boudoir, I will not marry him!"

Zhao Huaan hurriedly said: "You all have the surname Rong. Qin Shuigen is just your father's pseudonym when he goes out to do business. Those who are interested are spreading rumors and deliberately spreading rumors. Sister-in-law, calm down and don't let the children and their fathers misunderstand."

"Don't call me sister-in-law!" Mrs. Rong glared at him coldly, "I can't afford it. Back then, when Rong Dingkun fabricated his background, you helped him a lot."

"When eldest brother married you, he was indeed already wealthy."

Mrs. Rong sneered, "That's true. Rong Dingkun didn't lie to me, but the elder sister of the Tang family who lied ahead was a firm believer."

Rong Jiashang asked solemnly, "Uncle Zhao, did my father really have a wife and children before me?"

Zhao Huaan was so embarrassed that he wished he could rush into the operating room to shake Rong Dingkun awake and let him answer by himself.

"Actually, the one in front is not a serious wife." Zhao Huaan said with consideration, "I did have a pair of children. But wasn't there a big epidemic in the countryside in the early years? Your old man and old lady, two in a row. My aunt's whole family died of illness, and the mother and son in that house did not escape. Your father wanted to save face, because he was afraid that others would say that his life was too hard, so he hid it. In any case, Jiashang, you are the eldest son in this family. An ironclad matter."

Mrs. Rong actually didn't know much about this matter, but now that she understood the origin, she laughed again.

"Could life not be hard? Sister Tang and my Xin'er, I think he killed them all!"

"Sister-in-law!" Zhao Huaan wanted to cry without tears.

Rong Jia pondered for a moment, called Zhao Huaan aside, and said in a low voice, "My father was threatened by this matter, not just because he was afraid of losing face."

Zhao Huaan was also a little uncertain.

"That pair of children are really dead?" Rong Jia asked.

"Of course." Zhao Huaan lowered his head and pulled out a cigarette, hiding the panic in his eyes, "The person who died of illness is going to be cremated, and your father and I watched it burn. I think you might as well wait for your father to wake up and ask him directly. "

Rong Jiashang thought of that crazy Meng Jiu and couldn't help sighing.

In his mind, his father was a hypocritical and ruthless person, and these two events only further confirmed his opinion. Every boy wants his father to be a great man, but Rong Jiashang has no chance to realize this wish.

When Rong Jiashang was still in the military academy in the past, he could still imagine Rong Dingkun as a loving father with a hard heart, and he sent his son to the military academy to protect and train him. But after returning to Shanghai, Rong Dingkun's false images kept collapsing as he lived with each other every day. It was like the statue of the **** whose gold foil had fallen off, gradually revealing the mud embryo mixed with straw inside.

His father could even hide his deceased wife and children, and his lover approached with the purpose of destroying him. How much is real around him?

And he was tired of always cleaning up the mess for his father, tired of constantly discovering his father's true face that was even worse. The Rong family is like an expired can with loose packaging. Just opening it will scratch your hands, but it still smells bad.

Feng Shizhen was right. The Rong family is a ship destined to sink. He stood on the bow and looked at Feng Shizhen on the shore. She beckoned to herself, he wanted to go, but his feet couldn't move.

Looking back, Rong Dingkun was holding his leg tightly, his face was blue and black, like a corpse that had been dead for a long time, but he still maintained his paranoia before his death, which was creepy.

A burst of yelling woke Rong Jiashang up. He thought he probably fell asleep for a few seconds.

"Fanghua has news!" Wu Yunchi rushed into the room excitedly, "Someone sent her to the Red House Hospital. I'll pick her up right now!"

Rong Jiashang rubbed his brows wearily and asked, "Why didn't you see Yang Xiucheng? How is Lan Xin?"

Rong Fanglin said sharply: "The two of them are very good, eldest brother, don't worry."

Rong Jia looked at his sister in confusion.

Thinking of the previous scene, Rong Fanglin felt like a dead wood, and said weakly: "I saw Yang Xiucheng escaped with Du Lanxin in his protection. If you don't worry, eldest brother, send someone to the Du family to ask."

The lights in the operating room went out, and the foreign doctor took off his mask and came out. #####

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"Doctor, how is my husband?" Mrs. Rong scolded Rong Dingkun for a long time, but she couldn't help but walk over first.

The German doctor said in accented English: "The operation was successful, and your husband's injury has been temporarily stabilized. But he lost a lot of blood, which may cause some damage to the brain. And the bullet wounded his lumbar spine, we It will take a while to see what the impact is."

Rong Jia gave a simple translation to Mrs. Rong. Mrs. Rong breathed a long sigh of relief, and whispered the blessing of the Bodhisattva.

Rong Dingkun was pushed out of the operating room. Rong Jia walked over and took a closer look. The unconscious father's face was pale, wearing an oxygen mask. His face, which was tight in the past, completely collapsed, and he was more than ten years old. Neither majesty nor shrewdness can be found in this wrinkled face anymore. This is an ordinary seriously injured man, fragile, incompetent, and useless.

Rong Jia went up and watched Rong Dingkun being pushed into the intensive care unit, watching the doctors and nurses busy around his unconscious body, holding countless tubes. Those who were so powerful in the past depended on those things to maintain their lives now. Anyone, not even a little nurse, could end his life by pulling out his oxygen tube.

For the first time, Rong Jia felt that his father's halo had faded so completely. Like a boulder removed, like shackles unlocked, like getting up in the morning and pulling open the curtains. He stood under the incandescent lamp in the hospital, breathing the pungent breath of disinfectant, but felt an unprecedented ease.

"Jia Shang." Zhao Huaan patted Rong Jiashang on the shoulder, "Get up. You are the head of the family now."

Rong Jiashang stood upright, looking out the window as the sky gradually turned from black to blue, with a resolute look on his handsome face.

"Yes, Uncle Zhao. If you have trouble, please help."

Feng Shixun also had a very uneasy night tonight.

He had already fallen asleep in the duty room, and was called up by the little nurse to receive him again. He also knew the patient, who was Rong Jiashang's fiancee.

Although Yang Xiucheng and Du Lanxin did not encounter the assassin, they were crowded by the panicked crowd. Du Lanxin was suddenly hit by someone's elbow in the abdomen. At first she didn't think so. When the two escaped, before they could enjoy the joy of the rest of their lives, Du Lanxin felt more and more pain in her stomach, and warm liquid was flowing down her thighs.

Yang Xiucheng saw that something was wrong, and immediately picked up Du Lanxin, put her in the car, and went straight to the hospital.

Both panicked, not even noticing the flashing spotlight not far away.

When Feng Shixun saw Du Lanxin's situation, he understood eight points. While examining Du Lanxin, he sneered in his heart. Du Lanxin was about four weeks pregnant, and it seemed that the Rong family knew about it, otherwise they would not have sent her cronies to take her to the doctor. Therefore, Rong Jiashang is really good at enlarging his fiancee's belly while pursuing Shizhen.

Feng Shixun became angrier the more he thought about it. Yang Xiucheng saw that his face was not good, and asked worriedly, "Doctor Feng, is Miss Du okay?"

"Some slippery tires need to be hospitalized." Feng Shixun took off his gloves and said indifferently, "I'll give her an injection first. She must stay in bed."

He instructed the nurse to open a ward and send Du Lanxin to rest. When he wrote the medical record book and went to see Du Lanxin in the ward, he happened to see Yang Xiucheng and Du Lanxin holding hands and whispering. The two were affectionate, and the atmosphere was gentle and tender, and it was a bit like no one else.

No matter how slow Feng Shixun was, he could sense something was wrong at this moment. He didn't alert the people inside, and quietly returned to the emergency room.

The little nurses at the front desk were chatting in front of a radio. Feng Shixun knocked on the door and said, "What's going on in the middle of the night?"

"Doctor Feng," the little nurse said excitedly, "the radio just said that there was an accident at the charity auction held in the museum tonight. It was said that some robbers got in, trying to **** the auction items, and shot and wounded him. so many people!"

Before going out, Feng Shizhen only said to find Xiao Baoli to play, and it was estimated that he would stay overnight before coming back. Feng Shixun did not connect his sister with the charity auction. However, Du Lanxin and Yang Xiucheng were wearing dresses and looked like they had escaped from the auction.

"If there are casualties, they should be sent to Renji Hospital. They won't be sent to us." Feng Shixun lowered his head and wrote on the case book, "It's all gone. Turn down the radio and don't disturb the patient."

He turned around and saw Yang Xiucheng standing at the door of the emergency room, nodding at him.

Feng Shixun walked over with his medical records. Yang Xiucheng handed over a cigarette and said, "Dr. Feng has worked hard today."

"No smoking here." Feng Shixun took Yang Xiucheng to the corridor by the back door.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the window glass was covered with water droplets. Sisi's refreshing cold air penetrated through the gaps in the doors and windows, giving people an inadvertent coldness.

Yang Xiu's clothes were wet, she sneezed while standing beside the radiator, lit her cigarette, took a deep breath, and asked, "Doctor Feng, please tell me the truth, is the child really okay?"

Feng Shixun said: "Although it's not very good, but if you take good care of it, you can still keep it. You are too careless, how can you let her bump into it?"

Yang Xiucheng frowned tightly and said, "Dr. Feng probably guessed it too. We escaped from that auction. The situation is urgent, so I have to send her here first."

Feng Shixun has been a doctor for a while, and he has learned not to look, listen, ask, or ignore the privacy of his patients. At this moment, no matter what Yang Xiucheng said, he nodded in response. In fact, the left ear went in and the right ear went out, and he didn't remember it at all.

Yang Xiucheng smoked his cigarette fiercely, his eyes were a little gloomy, and he asked repeatedly, "Is the child really okay?"

Feng Shixun said, "Miss Du is young and in good health. It will take some time to recover."

"But what about the child?" Yang Xiucheng stared at Feng Shixun, "Miss Du... She has been taking contraceptives prescribed by Western medicine before. Does this affect the child?"

Feng Shixun pondered and said, "The medicine will definitely have a bad effect on the fetus, but we will have to wait until tomorrow to give her a detailed examination before we can conclude."

Yang Xiucheng was thoughtful, his eyes lit up for a while and then darkened again, like a badly connected electric light. Feng Shixun looked at him coldly, smiled secretly in his heart, and turned his head to smoke.

Yang Xiucheng regained his senses, restrained his emotions, and said with a smile: "Miss Du is pregnant, and I have to trouble Dr. Feng to keep it a secret. After all, she and our eldest young master have not yet held a wedding, so it's always a little bad to hear about it. Dr. Feng's medical skills are superb, so I never thought of opening a clinic myself, and I don't have to work so hard. If there is anything I can help with, just say it."

"Don't worry, Mr. Yang, protecting the privacy of patients is our basic professional ethics as doctors." Feng Shixun shook his ash and said, "I have no ambitions, I just want to mix in a big hospital, with my back against a big tree to enjoy the shade. Thank you, Mr. Yang Enthusiastic."

Yang Xiucheng thought that his entire family was under the control of the Rong family, and it was not difficult for him to take care of him. With their own thoughts, the two quickly finished smoking and returned to the emergency room.

Feng Shizhen happened to be supporting Rong Fanghua and walked in. Both of them were unkempt, and their exposed skin was bruised and purple, like a female ghost who had just crawled out of hell.

Feng Shixun almost went crazy when he saw the girl's appearance!

"What's wrong with you? Who did it?" Feng Shixun roared and rushed over, "Why are you dressed like this? Where did you come from tonight?"

Rong Fanghua was startled, screaming and hiding behind Feng Shizhen. The blanket fell to the ground, and now Yang Xiucheng recognized her, and her voice changed in shock.

"Fanghua, who bullied you? What happened to the two of you?"

Feng Shizhen hurriedly hugged Rong Fanghua in his arms to comfort him, and said to his brother in a good voice: "I'm fine, I'm fine. Brother, this child is seriously injured. Please invite a female doctor to come over and give him Look at her."

Feng Shixun was so angry that his temples twitched and it hurt, but Feng Shizhen's expression was calm, not like lying, and he could see at a glance what kind of injury the girl suffered. He had to back away some distance, angrily instructing the nurse to send the person to the examination room, and then went upstairs in person to invite a female pediatrician on duty down.

Yang Xiucheng also understood, and his eyes were split in horror. Rong Fanghua was the little sister he had grown up with. He was so angry that his face was black and purple, and he regretted that he only ran away with Du Lanxin. Rong Fanghua has been hurt like this, and she still doesn't know what happened to Fanglin.

Feng Shizhen saw him irritably circling in circles, and couldn't help reminding: "Mr. Yang, the Rong family is probably looking for Fanghua as well."

Yang Xiucheng regained his senses, took a deep breath, and went to call the Rong family.

Rong Fanghua couldn't do without Feng Shizhen for a moment. Feng Shizhen took a lot of effort to get her to regain her composure and accept the examination of the female doctor.

The female doctor was an Englishman, a few years older than Feng Shizhen, and had a fiery personality. She knew at a glance that the girl had been violated, and her hands trembled with anger when she checked and treated the wound.

"It's too much! How can you do such a thing to a young lady? I suggest you call the police, miss. Criminals must not be condoned!"

Feng Shizhen and Rong Fanghua's clasped hands trembled at the same time. Feng Shizhen looked like water, and said lightly, "Don't worry, he has already been punished."

After Rong Fanghua's injury was dealt with, the female doctor looked at Feng Shizhen again