Personal security

Chapter 87: It’s still like this

"Dad, our bodyguards can definitely handle the provocations of those clowns. I don't believe that Duan Peng dares to directly conflict with our Luo family? Besides, even if the existing manpower is not enough to cope with it, can't we still... ..." Before Luo Bingwen finished speaking, Zhao Jianhui suddenly shouted: "No, everyone, leave quickly..."

As he spoke, he held Dongfang Wenjing with one hand and Zhou Wanyi who was sitting on the other side of him with the other hand, and ran towards the door like lightning. While running out, he was still shouting: "Da Liu, protect my sister. Xiao Ma, carry Mr. Luo out, there is a bomb in the room..."

The room suddenly became chaotic because of his violent reaction. Da Liu and Zhao Xiaoting were sitting in the innermost position, with a distance of more than 20 meters from where they sat to the door. Without thinking, Liu stood up, picked up the chair he was sitting on, and threw it at the window behind him, while shouting: "Jump out quickly."

Zhao Xiaoting turned around to protect Luo Rongguang, while Ma Hongchen jumped towards the door with Luo Rongguang on his back. Luo Bingwen froze in place in panic, his legs trembling uncontrollably. He wanted to move but couldn't lift his feet.

Da Liu rushed to his side, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and threw him out of the window that he had just smashed open. Da Liu jumped out immediately, with a roar, and the air waves rolled behind him, followed by the The dining room where several people were staying was already in flames.

Ma Hongchen's intuition was hit by a soft body behind him, and he flew out unsteadily while carrying Luo Rongguang on his back.

Zhao Jianhui, who was the first to run out of the room, left Dongfang Wenjing and Zhou Wanyi behind, turned over and rushed back. "Ah...Xiaoting..." Dongfang Wenjing couldn't help but screamed in surprise after seeing the last figure coming out of the door.

Zhou Wanyi's face was red, her eyes were moist, and she said in a very low voice: "You still have a conscience." Was she lamenting that Zhao Jianhui had a conscience towards Zhao Xiaoting, or was she feeling grateful that he had pulled her out in the first place? Only Zhou Wanyi I know it in my heart.

"Xiaoting? Xiaoting, are you okay? Are you awake?" The door panel of the restaurant pressed against Zhao Xiaoting's legs, and a bright red patch was already visible on Zhao Xiaoting's back.

"Zhao...ahem...Sir, please stop screaming and send him to the hospital as soon as possible..." Luo Rongguang pressed on Ma Hongchen and it took him a long time to get up from the ground. When he saw Zhao Jianhui opening the door and picking up Zhao Xiaoting from the ground, he shouted anxiously and quickly asked him to take Zhao Xiaoting to the hospital.

The head of the Luo family's bodyguard was standing outside the door, but the explosion did not affect him at all. Seeing that his master was trembling as if he could not stand firmly, he quickly came over and helped him diligently. Unexpectedly, Luo Rongguang coughed and spit out a mouthful of phlegm on his face: "Asshole, didn't you say that you have already checked it thoroughly? Why does this happen again?"

The head bodyguard stood in front of Luo Rongguang with shame and annoyance, not knowing whether he should wipe the thick phlegm off his face or keep it.

"What are you still doing? Why don't you drive the car over?" When Luo Rongguang raised his palm angrily, he remembered what he should do and ran forward like flying.

Luo Rongguang looked at his back and groaned twice, but his body fell limply to the ground, his face turning black and purple with bruises.

At the entrance of the surgical operating room of Puhui Hospital, the lights in the two adjacent operating rooms all lit up in red. The person in operating room No. 6 is Zhao Xiaoting, and the person in operating room No. 8 is Luo Bingwen. When he was thrown out of the window by Da Liu, he was scratched by something unknown. His pants were torn between his legs and his flesh and blood were bloody.

In the corridor, Zhao Jianhui kept walking back and forth with a gloomy face. Zhou Wanyi and Dongfang Wenjing stood against the wall and tried to give him enough space to move.

At this time, no one was in the mood to talk. They looked at the red light above the operating room door from time to time, feeling extremely nervous.

Luo Rongguang was also sent to the medical intensive care unit. Accompanying him were the two sisters Luo Binghui and Luo Yingying and Luo Jingjing who arrived later.

In such weather, the three of them were all wearing black suits, white shirts and elegant ties. They looked solemn and solemn, and coupled with their serious faces, it made people feel that the three of them were not here to take care of patients at all, but rather like attending a funeral.

If Luo Rongguang woke up and saw his children dressed like this, would he be so angry that he fainted again?

The red light in operating room No. 8 went out first, and a doctor wearing a white coat and a mask walked out, looking at Dongfang Wenjing with a strange expression: "Miss Dongfang, Mr. Luo's life is finally saved, but... ..." As he spoke, he walked up to Dongfang Wenjing, said a few words in a low voice, and then took off his mask and walked over.

Dongfang Wenjing looked at Ward No. 8 in a daze, with an expression on her face that was both joyful and sad, which was simply indescribable.

Zhao Xiaoting's back was torn open by a broken door panel, but there were no other injuries. Under the careful treatment of the doctor, he was able to get out of bed and walk around in just two days.

In the ward not far away, Luo Bingwen roared like he wanted to kill him almost every day. The main person taking care of him there was his younger brother Luo Binghui. Dongfang Wenjing also occasionally went in to take a look, but after seeing Dongfang Wenjing, Luo Bingwen's temper He would become even more irritable. If he hadn't been lying on the hospital bed and couldn't move, he would have driven Dongfang Wenjing out with fists and kicks.

However, Luo Rongguang's body collapsed in just two days. He didn't know whether it was caused by poisonous smoke or mental stimulation. His face was haggard, his eye sockets were sunken, and he no longer had the strength to stand up. Riji could only lie down on the bed, but his mind was still relatively clear. Sometimes when he wanted to speak, he could express himself clearly.

At this time, his children, who were rarely seen on weekdays, came more frequently. Zhao Jianhui couldn't name these people. Looking at the solemn clothes they were wearing, he couldn't help but shake his head and sneer. What's the use of having more children?

In the hearts of these children, they may have already regarded Luo Rongguang as a dead person, not knowing that many funerals have been held for him.

Now they are willing to go to the hospital to see him. They probably no longer see the old man lying on the hospital bed. In their eyes, they only care about the real estate and money in his name.

Since Zhao Xiaoting was able to walk around, she would run to him and sit next to him for a while every day. When the little girl was grieving that a life was about to pass away, she complained about the old man who had nursed his handwriting for more than half a year.

Those children who came to see and leave with lots of flowers in their hands were always expressionless, because when they came, Luo Rongguang closed his eyes and fell asleep most of the time, and did not say a word to his children. talk. Those who don't know better think that the other party is a stranger, not as good as a doctor doing rounds, and sometimes he can chat with Luo Rongguang for a few words.

As long as Zhao Xiaoting was in the ward, Luo Binghui would leave his brother to his sister Luo Jingjing to watch. He would sit by the old man's bed, lowering his head and listening to the old man talking to Zhao Xiaoting, but the look on his face was quite... of pain.

When Luo Binghui was no longer in front of her, Zhao Xiaoting said to the old man: "Look, among all your children, this is the only one who really cares about you."

Hearing Zhao Xiaoting's words, Luo Rongguang grinned, but said nothing and slowly closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, bright energy burst out from those two pairs of cloudy eyeballs.

"Girl, don't blame the old man for what he did to you before." Listening to his weak words, Zhao Xiaoting couldn't help but nodded.

Is it true that even when a person is about to die, his words are good?

Luo Rongguang's eyes stared at Zhao Xiaoting: "I can see that Luo Binghui likes you. If, I say if...as long as you marry Luo Binghui, I will give half of all my property to the two of you, you...you Will you agree?"

Zhao Xiaoting stared at him, staring at the old man who was almost unable to speak, and shook her head solemnly: "Even if you give me all your money, I won't marry him, so don't worry about it. ”

"Why?" Old Man Luo stared at the quiet girl in front of him with disbelieving eyes. He really didn't know what was going on in her little head. She obviously needs money, otherwise she wouldn't be angry with herself for so long because of her monthly salary of 20,000 yuan. But he had used money to seduce this girl many times, but she had never been tempted once.

Old Man Luo smiled, and he could only attribute her to being an alien.

"Then...I will give you all my money. Will you agree to my request?" Luo Rongguang asked weakly. Zhao Xiaoting still shook her head firmly.

"Call and invite lawyer Fu Di for me. It's time for me to make a will." Fu Di, Aixinjueluo. Fu Di is the legal advisor of Rongguang Group and the barrister of Fu Di Law Firm. Zhao Xiaoting had seen this beautiful young woman in her thirties who looked like she was in her mid-twenties. Zhao Xiaoting had seen her several times.

So, Zhao Xiaoting picked up the phone and called lawyer Fu Di.

After putting down the phone, Luo Rongguang seemed to be energetic again. "Daughter, do you want to hear a story? I want to tell you a very funny story. I guarantee you have never heard it before."

"I don't want to hear it." Zhao Xiaoting glared at Luo Rongguang: "The doctor told you to take a good rest."

"Ahem... What's the use of taking a good rest? Is there any difference between dying today and dying tomorrow?" Luo Rongguang gasped, closed his eyes, opened his eyes and said slowly: "Forty years ago, there was a man There was a car accident, and because of this car accident, he lost the right to be a father. However, he didn't know it at the time..."

Zhao Xiaoting frowned: "I don't want you to say it, why are you still talking?"

"Daughter, if I don't tell you, I may never be able to tell you anything. Can't you just listen to me for once?" Although Luo Rongguang's voice was weak, it was very emotional. This time, Zhao Xiaoting heard the change in his name. It seemed that the old man had always called her girl, why did he change it to girl now?

"That man was originally a taxi driver. After the car accident, his courage was almost shattered and he didn't dare to drive the taxi. But he still had to live after all, so he opened a construction supplies rental company . In the beginning, I just rented some poles and panels to those small construction teams. Later, this person also set up a construction team to do some small projects with others. Slowly, he became a big project from small projects. The reputation in the industry is growing.”

"This person is very hardworking and never cuts corners when doing projects. This person also has very good opportunities. In more than ten years, he caught up with the establishment of the first stock exchange in Shanghai, and he caught up with the large-scale development of Pudong... He built bridges and high-rise buildings, sold securities and played stocks. This person completed the accumulation of the first pot of gold, and from then on, he became unstoppable. His company grew from small to large and soon became a rare giant in Shanghai."

"However, after six or seven years of marriage, his wife was still not pregnant. So this person secretly went to the hospital for a check-up, and the result was of course very disappointing... So, this person visited famous doctors everywhere at home and abroad. As long as he heard that there was a place that could cure this disease, no matter how far away it was, and whether it was true or not, he would go and try it."