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Two hours passed. Two hours later, Qin Hai and the others walked out of the Inpatient Department's building. Zeng Rou's eyes were red and swollen, as if she had just cried.

After Qin Hai and the others got on the car and left, Wan Yan quickly walked into the Inpatient Department's building and returned to the ward where Zeng Rou's father was.

When she opened the door and saw that her father was still unconscious on the bed, Wan Yan finally let out a sigh of relief.

"This is the medicine that Doctor Liao just prescribed for your husband!" The young nurse swiftly served the water to Zeng Rou's father on the bed and said, "That's right, I heard from Doctor Liao that your husband is doing very well. According to his current recovery rate, he might wake up in a few days."

"What?" Wan Yan looked as if she had been struck by lightning, and stared dumbfoundedly at the nurse.

The nurse looked at her in surprise. "What? Are you unhappy?"

"Oh, I'm happy, of course I'm happy!" Wan Yan was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered. She squeezed out a smile and asked, "Nurse Xu, is Doctor Liao here?" I want to ask him about my husband's illness. "

"Doctor Liao just went to the operation room. He has three operations today and is quite busy. If you want to find him, you have to be a bit late."

"Oh!" Wan Yan responded and asked again, "Nurse Xu, do you remember what Doctor Liao told you? Is there a sudden change in my husband's condition? "

At this point, the nurse looked at Wan Yan expectantly, hoping that she would be able to follow her words and introduce her to Qin Hai, hoping that he would teach her a few acupuncture techniques.

It was a pity that the nurse was simply expressing her wrong feelings. Not only did Wan Yan not know Qin Hai, but hearing that her father was about to wake up, she was both scared and frightened. She didn't even have time to think about it and quickly left the nurse behind.

After returning to the car downstairs, Wan Yan took out her phone and dialed a number. She explained the situation and asked anxiously, "What do you think we should do now? If that old fogey wakes up, then everything that we have done will be exposed. That old fogey as well as that little bitch definitely won't let us off. "

Wan Yan jumped in fright, and quickly looked around the car. Seeing that there was no one around, she said to her phone, "How can we do that, if someone catches us, we're all done for!"

"Do you think that if that old fellow woke up, he would still be able to tolerate us? And that Ceng Rou, with her personality, even if that old fogey is willing to let us go, she definitely won't spare us. So at this time, we can only do this. And don't forget, as long as the old man is dead, we can borrow his will and take control of the company. "

"Just in case! Didn't they find someone to give the old guy acupuncture? If the old guy suddenly died, then we would blame it on that person and that little bitch. This is our chance, so you have to take it. And don't worry about it, Young Master Han said that as long as we can take control of the Hong Da Corporation, he'll help us with everything he has. With Young Master Han here, what's there to worry about? "

Wan Yan pondered for a long time, and finally gritted her teeth and asked: "Then... "Then what should I do?"

An hour later, a young man with yellow hair sneaked under the Inpatient Department building. After approaching Wan Yan's Mercedes, he slipped a syringe through the window.

Wan Yan tremblingly picked up the syringe. Inside the syringe was about 20 milliliters of yellow liquid. The yellow-hair bent over and said in a low voice, "Just shoot it in the back of the head. Don't worry, no one will find out!"

After saying that, the yellow-hair turned around and walked away. Soon, he disappeared from the entrance of the Inpatient Department building.

Zeng Rou's father lived in an advanced ward, so compared to the other floors, it was much quieter here. There were almost no people in the corridor.

It was still the same as before, Zeng Rou's father was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, completely motionless. Other than him, there was no one else in the room, it was completely silent.

After pushing the air out of the syringe, Wan Yan bent down and pointed the syringe at the top of Zeng Rou's father's head, then forcefully stabbed it down.

However, this time was different. Just as the needle was about to pierce into Zeng Rou's father's head, her wrist was suddenly gripped tightly by a hand.

The next moment, Zeng Rou's father opened his eyes and stared at Wan Yan.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Wan Yan froze for a few seconds, then suddenly screamed.

"Shut up!"

"Father Zeng Rou" on the sickbed suddenly let out a very young voice. Wan Yan froze for a moment, then raised her head and found that Zeng Rou's father had suddenly changed into the person Zeng Rou brought over. He was the expert who knew acupuncture.

"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be my husband?" Seeing that the one grabbing her wasn't her father, Wan Yan became arrogant again. She struggled desperately, trying to get rid of Qin Hai's hand.

But at this moment, the door to the ward opened. Zeng Rou pushed a wheelchair into the ward, and the person sitting on the wheelchair was surprisingly Zeng Rou's father.

"Little Yan, you disappoint me!" Zeng Rou's father sighed and said his first sentence.

Pow!

Suddenly, Wan Yan's legs went soft and she sat down on the ground. Her mouth couldn't stop trembling as she looked at the awakened father. However, she couldn't even complete a sentence.

(End of chapter)

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