Super Rich: Get Rich and Become Beautiful, the Queen Dominates the World

"Where is my baby?"

Jiang Nanzhi asked several times along the way.

Fu Zhen's eyes showed no impatience: "Mom, don't worry, we'll be there soon."

The road she chose was relatively remote, but there were surveillance cameras on the street corners, but "coincidentally" the surveillance cameras were broken.

Looking at Jiang Nanzhi's wrinkled face, Fu Zhen's smile deepened: "Wait here for a while, I'll go buy a bottle of water."

Jiang Nanzhi nodded obediently, standing under the eaves at the entrance of the supermarket with her bag on her back. The nursery rhyme "Mom's mom is grandma" came from the rocking car next to her, and the little girl in a yellow duck dress was having fun and making a crisp laugh.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Nanzhi couldn't help but be stunned, and her eyes couldn't move away at all, and emotions such as kindness and kindness appeared in her eyes.

After waiting for a while, Fu Zhen didn't come out.

At this time, screams came from a distance, accompanied by people shouting loudly that there was a thief robbing.

But in the blink of an eye, the man wearing a mask and a baseball cap came to Jiang Nanzhi's side and grabbed her expensive luxury leisure bag without saying anything.

The man was very strong, and with a sudden pull, Jiang Nanzhi's old and fragile body shook.

"No, no! This is for the baby!"

Jiang Nanzhi remembered that the bag was filled with toys carefully prepared for her daughter. She was unwilling to let go and her wrinkled hands tightly protected the bag.

As the two struggled and pulled, the baseball cap on the man's head fell to the ground, and a fierce and irrational light flashed in his eyes.

He took out a sharp knife.

"Mom! Be careful!"

Fu Zhen, who had just bought water from the supermarket, saw this, and the water in her hand fell to the ground with a "click" and slowly rolled to a corner where no one cared.

She rushed forward without thinking to protect Jiang Nanzhi.

"Puff--"

The sharp dagger suddenly pierced into the flesh, and the dazzling red blood flowed down.

"Ah--"

Looking at this scene, Jiang Nanzhi, who was already in a bad mental state, was strongly stimulated, with a splitting headache, shaking and falling to the ground.

"Ahhh! Murder!"

"Help, help! Damn, there is a pervert!"

Screams came one after another.

The man was frightened after stabbing someone with a knife, and quickly began to flee in all directions.

The people around him were worried that he would go crazy again and randomly choose passers-by to attack, so they retreated with horror.

After the man ran away, a passer-by immediately called the emergency number, and the doctor from the nearby pharmacy stood up to give Fu Zhen the most basic hemostasis.

This street is close to the old hospital and various pharmacies. Soon an ambulance arrived at the scene to pick up Fu Zhen and Jiang Nanzhi.

The Fu family got the news and came to the hospital in a panic.

Mr. Fu also had gray hair and wore a hand-embroidered Tang suit. He held a cane in his hand and wore a jade ring of high quality on his finger.

He had a calm aura and his eyes were full of wisdom after many experiences.

Accompanying him were the eldest and second sons of the Fu family and their wives.

No one spoke.

Time passed quickly, the door of the operating room opened, and the doctor in sterile surgical gown came out and said, "Fortunately, the patient's vital parts were not injured, but there was a little excessive bleeding and he needed to rest for a while."

Fu Zhen's condition was stable and she was transferred to the VIP ward. Jiang Nanzhi's attending doctor also reported her condition. The old lady fainted due to excessive shock, and her memory problems might be more confusing.

The doctor in the white coat looked serious: "The actual situation of the patient is far worse than what I said. He can't be stimulated in the future."

"Okay, we got it."

After the doctor left, the atmosphere around the old man became a little lonely and desolate, and the figure that supported the Fu family for decades was no longer as tall as a mountain.

He touched the crutch in his hand, stroked the jade ring on his finger, and waved.

"Eldest wife and second wife, please go to Zhen's ward to watch over her. When she wakes up, please ask the nurse to take care of her discomfort and what she wants to eat."

A tall and elegant figure walked out and smiled: "Dad, we are all family, so there is no need to say whether it is troublesome or not."

The woman next to him echoed: "Yes."

The two had a moderate attitude and did not question the old man's arrangement. They did it obediently.

After they left hand in hand, Mr. Fu did not let the nurse and the maid of the Fu family take care of Jiang Nanzhi, but brought his two sons to the VIP ward in person.

Jiang Nanzhi was lying on the bed with a haggard face, with a needle inserted in one hand for infusion, and her brows were slightly wrinkled from time to time.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Grandpa Fu held Jiang Nanzhi's other hand and patted it gently.

I don't know if the comforting effect worked, Jiang Nanzhi frownedThe frown on his face gradually relaxed, and he fell into a deep sleep.

"Knock knock--"

The door of the ward was knocked.

The bodyguard in plain clothes came in and reported: "The man who committed the crime is a mental patient. We have investigated his bank account and information, and have not found any records of his dealings with Miss Fu Zhen."

Mr. Fu sat on the chair in front of the bed: "Continue to investigate, not only the perpetrator himself, but also his family members."

"Yes."

The bodyguard nodded and left.

The ward was quiet again. Fu Chen, the eldest son of the Fu family, and Fu Ruihua, the second son of the Fu family, sat aside and peeled apples. They did not show any impetuous air or surprise, and were calm about the old man's operation.

"What do you think of this incident?"

Mr. Fu was the first to break the silence.

Fu Chen cut the peeled apple into pieces: "Whether it is the time, place or motive of the crime, they are all suspicious. Fu Zhen does have a point that can make a profit."

Fu Ruihua continued: "I agree with my elder brother on this point."

If he was young, he would definitely be moved by Fu Zhen's act of stepping forward to save his mother, and his tears would flow.

But as he grows older and more experienced, the more things he has seen in a higher position.

For money, the person next to him kills his wife and husband, and the closest parents sell their children. Such things are everywhere. The world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit.

Fu Chen bit a piece of the cut apple: "The best way is to investigate it clearly. If there is no involvement, then the compensation should be compensated. If there is involvement, then the cut should be cut. If it is not cut, it will be chaotic."

After listening to the words of his two sons, Mr. Fu's eyebrows showed satisfaction.

The Fu family has a high status in Hong Kong City. The two brothers have been enjoying a luxurious life since they were young. Fortunately, they were not blinded by prosperity and their brains were not soaked in wine and meat.

Mr. Fu nodded: "Yes."

The conversation ended and the ward returned to silence.

As the medicine in the infusion bag decreased, Jiang Nanzhi, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened her eyes and leaned on the bed with the help of the old man.

She looked at her two sons with a strange look on her face.

"Achen, Ruihua, are you two going to participate in the speech contest organized by the school today? Why are you dressed so formally?"

When the voice fell, several people's hearts skipped a beat.

Is this a memory regression?