Zhang Yi looked back at Doctor Hu, her eyes filled with worry.

It doesn’t matter if your neck breaks, just connect it, and it’s okay if you are paralyzed, just ask someone to take care of him for the rest of your life.

But if the brain is broken, it will really be over. The Su family will be such a lone seedling!

"Mrs. Zhang, you'd better go out first," Doctor Hu immediately persuaded him when he saw that the situation was not right. "He may be anxious because of fear. Just let him sleep again."

"No! I'm leaving the hospital! I'm going to find a master!"

Su Hao was struggling on the hospital bed as he said, scared that the doctors and nurses hurriedly held him down, but he was forced to press his head like crazy, his eyes were staring hard, his eyes were cracked.

"I don't want to be hospitalized, I want to find a master! Mom, you take me to find a master!"

"You let me go, I'm going to find the master!"

"Mom, don't go, take me out! I don't want to be here!"

"Get on the tranquilizer, hurry!"

It's over, what should I do now!

Zhang Yi was almost paralyzed on the chair outside, looking at the doctors and nurses inside through the glass in a rush, and finally under the effect of the tranquilizer, Wu Haoran finally fell asleep again.

When Dr. Hu walked out, he was also sweating profusely.

"Doctor Hu," Zhang Yi followed Dr. Hu's office, "Just tell me frankly, is my son really going to be paralyzed?"

"Um..." Doctor Hu pondered for a long time before he slowly said, "Although I don't want to say that, you know the situation. We have done our best."

"Is there a possibility of a complete recovery?"

"His cervical spinal cord nerves are severely damaged, and there is almost no possibility of a complete recovery..."

...

In the end, Zhang Yi didn't know how to return to the outside of the ward.

Raising his son with trepidation to such an age, seeing that the Su family was about to spread the branches and leaves, the result was so crippled.

How can she give her to the old bus who is rushing back from abroad?

"Zhang Aunt." Song Qiang, who had been guarding outside, walked over with his messy hair and bit the bullet, "Brother Ran, how is he... how?"

Zhang Yi didn't want to look at him either.

How could her baby boy become like this if it weren't for mixing with them assholes?

If she didn't have a trace of strength now, she would definitely slap him a few more times.

"Aunt, I know you are very angry." Song Qiang said, "but being angry now doesn't help..."

Zhang Yi glared at him fiercely, what kind of bullshit was all this talking about?

"That's not what I meant..." Song Qiang thought for a while, and finally summoned the courage to say, "I just heard it, but brother said he wants to find a master."

Su's mother's face is even colder, what is the master? What the hell is Su Hao messing with these bastards all day?

"Aunt, listen to me, do you still remember the peace symbol I gave you last night?" Song Qiang knew that this was the last chance to save Su Hao Ran, so he had to say it anyway, "It's actually like this. of……"

Listening to Song Qiang's narration, Zhang Yi's brow furrowed deeper and deeper.

Finally she understood that all of this was caused by the fortune teller!

What kind of safety talisman can be so powerful and can help people reduce calamity?

fraud!

It's all a lie!

In the past, Su Hao went crazy, at least it was a bit of a measure. Even if something happened, it was all minor injuries, and there were very few injuries.

This time it was probably because of some peace talisman that I became bold enough to become unscrupulous and almost lost my life!

Misunderstanding!

Harmful!

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became. She felt that the culprit of everything was the guy who lied to his son to buy the peace talisman!

"Where is that master?"

Song Qiang was overjoyed when he heard that, as long as Zhang Yiken agreed to let the master help, then Su Hao would have hope.

"He may be setting up a stall in Wangzishan now. I have his phone number and I can call him over."

"Okay, let him come over!" Zhang Yi said coldly, "No, you take me to find him!"

"Okay, I'll go drive right away!"

Seeing Song Qiang leaving quickly, Zhang Yi's eyes showed a hint of chill.

This fortune-teller caused his son to become like this. Today, she will make him pay the price he deserves!

...

"Beauty, come here for a fortune teller!"

"It's free!"

"Very accurate!"

...

At the foot of Wangzi Mountain, Wu Jun was working hard to greet the guests, and Song Qiang led Zhang Yi to it.

Before coming to the front, Wu Jun felt her two cold eyes, as if two ice skates were inserted.

It seems that the visitor is not good!

"Zhang Aunt, this is the master I am talking about."

Zhang Yi stepped forward and looked at Wu Jun coldly. The powerful aura on his body made the people around him silent, craned his neck and looked over.

"You sold the Ping Fu to my son?"

"right."

"Do you know that you almost killed him?"

"Haha, I'm just kidding," Wu Jun returned with a smile.

Zhang Yi frowned except for a king character: "Huh, I know you won't admit it. But if it wasn't for you, a liar, how could he go racing?"

"Just kidding," Wu Jun returned, "If I didn't give him the safety charm, he would have fallen off the cliff long ago!"

"Fart!" Zhang Yi was furious, with a pair of apricot eyes staring, "You liar! You killed my son, and now he is half dead, I want you to pay the price!"

People around Zhang Yi understood the noise.

It seems that this young fortune teller who is in the limelight not long ago, the safety talisman sold to others is useless, and he was approached by someone!

It deserves it, blowing the own talisman so hard, it hurts people, this is bad luck.

Wu Jun didn’t want to care too much about her. He could understand Zhang Yi’s current emotions. After all, a child who had been raised for more than 20 years was regarded as the flesh of his heart. It's better.

But Su Hao became like this because of his own death. Naturally, he couldn't help him. Otherwise, the fame that has been accumulated with great difficulty will disappear and all previous achievements will be abandoned.

"Then what do you want?"

"How?" Zhang Yi said coldly, "whatever my son is like, what about you!"

"Zhang Aunt!" Song Qiang on one side reacted, "It can't be like this, only the master can help Brother Ran..."

"Go away!"

As soon as Zhang Yi lifted her foot, her high heels slammed on Song Qiang's lower abdomen. Under the backlog of anger, this foot used almost all of her strength, and Song Qiang was so painful that she couldn't even speak.

Wu Jun couldn't help but feel cold. This woman looked kind, but her heart was not so cruel.

The old hen can understand her cubs, but she can't cast her anger on others.

It seems we have to find a way, otherwise this woman will have a quarrel today.

So he rolled his eyes quickly at Zhang Yi.

Buzzing--

Tianji's eyes were activated, and a golden card was formed in the sea of ​​his knowledge.

Name: Zhang Yi.

Gender: Female.

Nationality: Chinese Han nationality.

Date of birth: 9:37 on February 27, 1956.

Remarks: Adopted son is seriously injured, crisis difficulty.

Adopted son?

Seeing these two words, Wu Jun's eyes lit up.

Isn't Su Hao her own?

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