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- Update time: 2012-08-22
When Yang Zongbao came out, Rigui stood in the room and saw Yang Zongbao's back: "The injury is serious, but this time it's my fault. No matter how you punish me, I won't be stubborn."
"Is Hua Qilin in the hospital?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"Well, I don't know what happened to that guy. Even the bandage is in Dou Wen's ward and he won't leave. But the Dou family members are outside and they probably can't hold on any longer." Rigui was a little gloating. I don¡¯t know what came to mind.
"How bad is the injury?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"Who is it?" asked the Japanese ghost.
Yang Zongbao rolled his eyes at him. Who else could the Japanese ghost think he was asking?
"It's not good. It's miserable. It's worse than you." The Japanese ghost didn't dare to mess around anymore when he saw Yang Zongbao's face.
Yang Zongbao ignored him and called Lin Zexing directly.
"I want you to go to the provincial hospital right now. I need to apply for legal protection for Dou Wen. Come to me if you need all the resources you need."
"good."
Lin Zexing was not a waste, so he immediately agreed and rushed to the hospital.
"What are your chances of winning against the general manager?" Yang Zongbao had taken care of everything and suddenly asked Rigui.
"Three of me are less than one of him." Rigui answered cautiously after careful consideration.
"How about hot weapons?" Yang Zongbao was really considering every possible way.
"It may be possible, but the number of people must be relatively large. Otherwise, a few soft-footed shrimps will only die." The Japanese ghost also roughly understood what Yang Zongbao meant: "Boss, you don't really want to"
"Before you fight outside, you must first make peace at home." Yang Zongbao opened the corner of his mouth and opened the door: "Uncle Mei, I'm so excited."
Outside the door was Uncle Mei.
"The old lady invites you."
"Lead the way."
Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t hesitate and followed Uncle Mei into the flower room from the back door of the red brick house.
As soon as Uncle Mei arrived at the door of the flower house, he blocked the Japanese ghost. Yang Zongbao was not afraid of Uncle Mei making some small moves, so he pushed the door open and went in. The temperature in the greenhouse was suddenly several degrees higher than outside. The old lady is dealing with a bonsai.
¡°Do you know how long I have been working on this bonsai?¡± The old lady¡¯s intention was clear at the beginning. Of course Yang Zongbao knew what she was referring to?
"I'm not used to being passive." Yang Zongbao didn't want to answer the old lady's words.
"I made this bonsai from the roots of golden nan, plus the rockery and the wintersweet on it. It lasted for 15 years." The old lady didn't care what Yang Zongbao said, she said her own thing: "Wait, accumulate more knowledge. Wait until the time comes." What will it be like when the dead wood becomes spring again?¡±
"I am not a dead tree, nor will I have spring. I only know that everything must be nipped in the bud and nip in the bud." Yang Zongbao is also very determined.
"I thought your temper was neither sullen nor angry, but I didn't expect you to be a firecracker. Who do you think your temper looks like?" The old lady's words showed no emotion.
"Who does it look like?" Yang Zongbao repeated.
The two of them were not impatient, just like a game, they were silent.
"What do you have to rely on? Why did you suddenly take action?" The old lady washed her hands and pressed a button, and the ceiling of the greenhouse slowly opened. The cool cold air rushed in, so that the two people's nerves suddenly sobered up.
"The purple clay teapot is very beautiful." Yang Zongbao did not answer directly.
"I know, I'm going to stand up for that girl Dou Wen in this matter, and you should be at ease." The old lady finally relented.
"Time?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"Just give me a year to settle down." The old lady sighed.
Yang Zongbao got the answer he wanted and walked out of the greenhouse.
The Japanese ghost smiled obscenely at Uncle Mei and quickly followed Yang Zongbao.
"Boss, where are you going?"
"Who did you learn from when you call me boss?" Yang Zongbao lost his nerve.
"No, I think it's impressive to call him that." The Japanese ghost blushed.
"Illiteracy."
"hey-hey."
As soon as the two of them walked to the front of the red brick house, they saw that Mei Wenxin had driven the red Hummer in front of them.
"Not at work?" Yang Zongbao was not polite, opened the car door and got in.
"It's on. Sister Fenghuang gave it back just now." After Mei Wenxin saw that the Japanese ghost had also gotten into the car, she stepped on the accelerator and the car sped off.
"She is quite well informed." Yang Zongbao didn't ask any more questions.
Before Mei Wenxin said something, Yang Fenghuang had already rushed to Yang Tianming to ask for an explanation. I don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on with these words, Mei Wenxin just doesn¡¯t want the people around her to?People know.
Mei Wenxin sent Yang Zongbao and the others to the provincial hospital without asking. When Dean Chen saw Yang Zongbao getting off the Hummer, he smiled like a flower and came up to him. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time: "Yang Zongbao, you are finally here. I don't know what to do."
"Dean Chen" Yang Zongbao protracted his tone: "You are on the right side this time."
Dean Chen was stunned for a moment and fell a few steps behind, but he quickly came to his senses and followed suit again, his mouth already wide open.
Dou Wen lives in the special care ward. As soon as Yang Zongbao arrived at the door, he saw a mess of people everywhere in front of Dou Wen's ward. The very familiar hospital security guard stood guard in front of the ward. Yang Zongbao glanced at Dean Chen who was asking for credit next to him. Seeing his look, he knew it was him who did it.
The security guard guarded the ward door tightly. There are two 110s on the outside blocking the offensive of Dou's father and his group. Li Zexing was caught between the two, desperately trying to convince the other party, and was embarrassed.
This is not a hospital, the entire vegetable market is not so noisy.
Li Zexing suddenly saw Yang Zongbao appear, as if seeing a life-saving straw: "Master Yang, here."
When he called, everyone looked at the owner of this name.
"Are you the bastard?" Dou's father was not polite, he walked over and raised his hand.
But what does the Japanese ghost do? He slapped Dou's father's raised hand mercilessly: "Be polite to my boss."
Yang Zongbao walked into the ward with infinite aura.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Hua Qilin, wrapped up like a mummy, sitting next to Dou Wen's bed. Dou Wen was wearing an oxygen mask, breathing rapidly, and had plasma on her hands.
Hua Qilin saw Yang Zongbao standing up in a hurry and stood aside without daring to speak.
Yang Zongbao sat motionless where Hua Qilin was just now.
Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t speak, and Hua Qilin didn¡¯t dare to speak. He was still wary of Yang Zongbao¡¯s madness and didn¡¯t dare to get too close.
After a long time, Rigui dragged a doctor in.
The doctor didn¡¯t know what happened, and he held the treatment tray tremblingly.
"What are you looking at? Let me check the boss." Rigui pushed the doctor.
Although Yang Zongbao didn't like the Japanese ghost's way of speaking, he couldn't speak in front of outsiders, so he just frowned. Although Yang Zongbao didn't speak, Rigui could see his dissatisfaction from Yang Zongbao's expression and softened his tone: "Well, hurry up."
The doctor was very dissatisfied with the Japanese ghost's inconsistent attitude, and waved his hands hurriedly, not knowing what he said: "It should, it should"
Yang Zongbao asked the doctor to take off his clothes and start treatment.
Seeing the criss-crossing wounds on Yang Zongbao¡¯s back, the Japanese ghost couldn¡¯t help but glare at Hua Qilin who was standing aside. The latter was afraid of Yang Zongbao, but he was not afraid of the Japanese ghost. He did not flinch and stirred up sparks with the Japanese ghost in the air with his eyes.
When the doctor saw Yang Zongbao¡¯s wound, it was a professional fault, and he couldn¡¯t help but nag: ¡°You have to take a shower for such a serious injury, and the wound has turned white. It¡¯s really¡± The movements of his hands were of course very nimble.
Only by focusing all his attention on Dou Wen's drip and counting the drops of plasma for one minute can Yang Zongbao divert the pain from the drug stimulation behind his back.
In the ward, apart from the doctor's nagging, there was the sound of Dou Wen's monitor.
"Okay." The doctor finally bandaged Yang Zongbao's forehead: "Okay, the trauma is almost gone, but I don't know what's inside. You need to take a film"
"I understand, thank you." Yang Zongbao interrupted him.
"Well, I'm going out then." The doctor was surprised to realize that he had talked too much, and immediately shook his body and shrank out.
After the nervous doctor left, there was no sound in the ward.
Yang Zongbao slowly put on his clothes. Now he was dressed almost as well as Hua Qilin, with the same mummy: "Reason."
Knowing that he was talking about herself again, Hua Qilin immediately replied: "I want to ask you something."
"I know you're not afraid of being beaten. Tell me, what's the matter?" Yang Zongbao laughed.
"Virtue." The Japanese ghost touched his green ghost tattoo.
"You are not good enough now. I will wait until you reach that condition. Before that, my life is yours." Hua Qilin said firmly.
"Are you negotiating terms with me?" Yang Zongbao suddenly became happy: "How much are you worth? You are missing an ear and two fingers. You are considered disabled. What use can you do?"
"Ahem." Rigui coughed awkwardly on the side, because he himself was missing two fingers.
Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t take much notice of Rigui¡¯s untimely cough.? means. Just staring at Hua Qilin: "Under my hands, you can't have any self-respect for me." After Yang Zongbao finished speaking, he stared at Hua Qilin.
Hua Qilin's face was livid, he gritted his teeth, and his body was shaking slightly, as if he was struggling fiercely. The bandaged wound on his hand oozed blood again.
The Japanese ghost leaned against the wall, playing with his knife. It seems casual, but in fact he is vigilant to prevent Hua Qilin from causing any trouble.
Yang Zongbao was not in a hurry. Seeing that Hua Qilin was struggling, he continued to count Dou Wen's numbers. In fact, Yang Zongbao's body was in terrible pain, but he still had to hold on. You can't lose in front of Hua Qilin. Although Yang Zongbao was grinning in his heart, he was still calm in appearance.
Just when the two were frozen, Hua Qilin's knees suddenly softened and she knelt next to Yang Zongbao.
Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t let Hua Qilin get up.
Hua Qilin gritted his teeth and lowered his head.
"Get up, come to me for your business later." Yang Zongbao also breathed a sigh of relief. This kind of person is difficult to tame. First, he must be crueler than his fist; secondly, he must be crueler than his heart; and thirdly, he must be crueler than his brain. If I had agreed to Hua Qilin when he was kneeling just now, then his self-esteem would not have been completely humiliated, and he would inevitably not have the idea of ????changing his master in the future; now that he has made his head hang down, then he is still in front of her. What face does it have? Everything has to be at your own discretion.
Hua Qilin stood up and seemed to be relieved.
"Three people." Yang Zongbao murmured to himself: "One more person is needed."
"Boss, what did you say?" It took a long time for the Japanese ghost to find his voice.
"What do you think?" Yang Zongbao returned the question to Rigui: "Call Lin Zexing in."
"Oh." The Japanese ghost went to execute it. Hua Qilin stood behind the door.
After a while, Li Zexing was brought in.
"Thank you for your hard work." Yang Zongbao's first sentence was to say thank you, which really surprised Li Zexing: "It's okay, it's okay."
"Has everything been done?" Yang Zongbao reached out and took the information handed over by Li Zexing.
"Well, as soon as I arrived at the hospital, I asked someone to examine my injuries. Fortunately, I met Director Chen, so I asked him to issue a certificate. Unexpectedly, he was very easy to talk to. Then I immediately made connections and went to the court to apply for an injunction. Dou Father is not allowed to come within 30 meters of Dou Wen. Now that Dou's father has complained, we still have about three days," Li Zexing explained immediately. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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