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- ?Yang Zongbao hates the cold. Doesn¡¯t anyone think that he should take a good rest now? Could it be that he behaves so inhumanly that these people think he is superhuman?
Yang Zongbao raised his hand and pointed to the other end of the gastric tube to absorb the blood in the bottle, hoping that someone would notice his current embarrassing situation. -< Piaotian Literature registered members recommend this work >-
"Take a look." Dean Chen ignored Yang Zongbao's little move and still placed a stack of information in Yang Zongbao's arms. He even kindly helped Yang Zongbao organize the suction bottles and hung them beside the bed so as not to hinder the placement of materials.
Yang Zongbao was really speechless now. Seeing the room full of people who came in and refused to leave, he had no choice but to accept his fate.
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Yang Zongbao browsed through it briefly and said: "Mediocre qualifications, mediocre experience"
"Really? These are good ones." Dean Chen felt that Yang Zongbao was picky: "I have already informed them of the interview in the afternoon."
"Interview?" Yang Zongbao didn't understand: "Where is the interview?"
"You are the dean, so of course you are the one doing the interview." Dean Chen took it as a matter of course.
"But I am in the hospital bed now" Yang Zongbao didn't want people to see him like this.
"Then who will take charge of the work?" Dean Chen asked.
"It will only be two months since the hospital opened. Let's interview with George and Hu Dong." Yang Zongbao felt that George had managed Seattle Hospital for so many years, so he should have some experience in this area.
"" Dean Chen hesitated for a moment and then said, "Okay."
"Is there anything else?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"No more." everyone replied.
"Why don't you go to work if you don't have any?" Yang Zongbao roared angrily.
"Go, go, go, go now." George drove everyone out: "You have a good rest."
Yang Zongbao has been waiting for this sentence for too long. After everyone left, George still wanted to come back.
"You go too." Yang Zongbao threw the pillow over, which affected the wound and made Yang Zongbao break out in a cold sweat.
"Bye." George walked away quickly.
Yang Zongbao moved the gastric tube due to the action just now, and his throat was irritated. He lay on the bedside and retched, but nothing could be vomited out
Suddenly Yang Zongbao was lightly patted on the back: "Boss."
Yang Zongbao knew it was a Japanese ghost as soon as he heard the voice.
Because he couldn't eat or drink anything, Yang Zongbao asked Rigui to take the salt water from the cabinet next to him and rinse his mouth to dilute the bitter taste in his mouth. Then he said: "How is it outside? ?¡±
"What aspect does the boss mean?" Rigui put the basin for Yang Zongbao's mouthwash back under the ward: "Yang Tianming hasn't woken up yet. The situation outside is not yet clear, but one thing is certain, the building will collapse."
"The storm is coming and the clouds are gathering." Yang Zongbao looked out the window.
Sun Ghost followed Yang Zongbao¡¯s eyes and saw that the sun was shining brightly just now. Suddenly it seemed like 6 or 7 o¡¯clock in the evening, and it was really going to rain.
¡°Don¡¯t let my grandparents know about my hospitalization.¡± Yang Zongbao reminded Rigui.
"I know." Rigui agreed, "But the old lady already knows."
"Rigui, do you feel that someone is missing during this period?" Yang Zongbao suddenly asked.
"The boss is talking about the general manager?" In fact, the Japanese ghost also noticed it. He hadn't seen the general manager for a long time.
"You noticed it too?"
"It's been a long time." Rigui repeated.
"Do you know where you are going?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"I don't know, but I will inquire about the following." Rigui promised.
"Zongbao"
The old lady of the Yang family came in personally, and a group of people following behind were blocked from the door. The old lady only took Uncle Mei into the ward.
"Uncle Mei, take this child out and wait for a while."
The first thing the old lady said when she entered the room was to leave herself and Yang Zongbao alone in the room.
"Old lady." Rigui respectfully greeted the old lady, and then went to guard the door with Uncle Mei.
The old lady sat beside Yang Zongbao's bed, stretched out her hand to hold Yang Zongbao's infusion hand, and covered it with her hand: "Why don't you take care of yourself?"
"I'm a little busy." Yang Zongbao didn't take out his hand, but he felt the old lady's palm was unusually warm.
"You have no reason to resist me, right?" The old lady held Yang Zongbao's hand tightly: "I have never harmed you, and I don't know about your experiences. Besides, you still have my blood on your body, so you shouldn't have a grudge against me."
Yang Zongbao somewhat disapproved of what people said to the old lady, but some of them were still true. Ever since he met the old lady, the old lady really didn't owe him anything, and the benefits kept coming. Even if these are just superficial phenomena, no one has ever done this to Yang Zongbao. And Yang Zongbao found that he was somewhat obsessed with this feeling. It is true that the grandparents are good, but they are not the same unconditional pampering as the old lady of the Yang family. No matter what they do, they support unconditionally without any criticism. If the grandparents are compared to strict fathers, then the old lady of the Yang family is a loving mother. But these all come at a price.
"What do you need me to do?" Yang Zongbao knew it was time for him to repay the old lady's kindness.
"Do you know the current situation of the Yang family?" The old lady did not hide it.
"I know, the Yang family is finished. Now Huaxing no longer belongs to the Yang family." Yang Zongbao generally knew.
"Well, now Huaxing belongs to the Shen family in principle. Ever since you sold Huaxing's shares, the Shen family has slowly begun to infiltrate. Now that something has happened to you, I need to give you a gift to solve it. Then Huaxing is a great gift." The old lady made the situation more clear.
"Well, I know. What do you want me to do?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"I'm not awake yet. I also know that Tianming's surgery is very dangerous. If he doesn't wake up, I hope you can carry the Yang family, stir up the overall situation, and take Huaxing into your hands again." The old lady looked at him blankly. Written by Yang Zongbao.
"I don't know anything about the situation, I'm afraid" Yang Zongbao declined. This was indeed beyond his ability.
"You can, because you are a descendant of the Yang family." The old lady said firmly: "We, the men of the Yang family, are all descendants."
The stubborn old man is really difficult to deal with. Yang Zongbao could only agree: "But if Yang Tianming has agreed to send Huaxing with both hands, I can't do anything about it."
"Don't worry, I haven't woken up yet. You can't sign until I wake up. You have to hurry up. If I really die, you will be next." The old lady used her hands extremely hard. Yang Zongbao found that his infusion tube was filled with blood.
"Let me sort it out. Are you saying that Huaxing is still in Yang Tianming's name, but it is controlled by Shen Rou. When Yang Tianming wakes up, it will be someone else's after he signs it, so Yang Tianming still hasn't woken up yet?" Yang Zongbao interrupted the old lady.
"That's right. There's no chance of retracting the confession. Do you know who the traitor is this time?"
"L¨¹ Qinghou?"
"I knew you were smart." The old lady praised Yang Zongbao's observation skills realistically: "All the documents were obtained by Lu Qinghou, and he is now a witness. There will be one last chance for the court to be held at dawn, as long as Lu Qinghou If Hou comes forward to testify that those documents were forged by him, then you and I will be fine, and Shen Rou has no reason to get Huaxing. Of course, it would also be great if you can completely eliminate the Shen family from Huaxing."
"You want me to find Marquis Lu Qing?"
"That's right. I don't know where that kid is hiding. You have to find him and use any method to make him change his story. In addition, because your life and death are unknown now, many old people are holding back and owe money for the project. Here. You know that most of our family's business is in real estate. This is a few projects in Huaxing. You have to find a way to make the partners who are making trouble continue to make up the promised follow-up funds." Show the photo to Yang Zongbao.
Yang Zongbao took it and found that he had to run to more than one place next.
"Is there anything we should pay attention to?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"Remember, you are not very safe. The threats come from two aspects. Those builders are not very clean; and you are also in trouble with Shen Rou."
"I know the builder's side, but Shen Rou's side" Yang Zongbao meant, how could he be threatened by Shen Rou's side?
"Because your name is on Tianming's will. If Tianming dies, everything will be yours."
"I know." The old lady explained clearly enough.
"Be careful yourself." The old lady said her last words before going out.
"Where did the manager go?" Yang Zongbao suddenly remembered.
"North." The old lady said no more words.
"Boss" The Japanese ghost came in from outside the door.
"Get ready, this is where we are going next." Yang Zongbao threw the photo to the Japanese ghost: "We will set off in three days."
"Yeah." Rigui didn't ask any more questions and went out with the photo.
Yang Zong??This gave me time to breathe.
But before he finished speaking, another person appeared in the ward.
"Can you go through the door instead of climbing up the window?" Yang Zongbao looked helplessly at the flower monk sitting in front of him, sitting on the edge of the window, wearing a kimono and no pants, and said helplessly: "Aren't you afraid of being exposed?"
"Everyone is for one, and I am for everyone." Monk Hua took the other leg in as if nothing had happened: "There is a vicious dog at your door. I dare not leave. How are you? It looks like you are about to die."
Monk Hua walked to Yang Zongbao's side and fiddled with Yang Zongbao's infusion tube, always pretending to pull it out.
"Stop playing, you girl." Yang Zongbao couldn't stand Hua Monk's ungrateful look. He felt his blood pressure rise and his anger rising at the first sight. He wanted to beat him until he couldn't get up.
"I think you are thinking about something very bad now." Monk Hua's hand did not let go of the infusion tube. On the contrary, he further curled the infusion tube into a twist.
"You are right. If you have anything to say, tell me quickly. I'm going to rest after that." Yang Zongbao urged Monk Hua.
"Okay, when will you be discharged from the hospital?" Hua Monk asked.
"Three days later." Yang Zongbao waited for what he would say next.
"Three days? Okay then. Have a good rest." After that, Monk Hua climbed out of the window again.
Yang Zongbao was left confused, what on earth did that boy do? He looked back in confusion, only to find something appearing next to the cabinet where the monster was standing just now.
Yang Zongbao came over and saw that it was a human skin tattoo that was well preserved and sealed in glass. A suspicion suddenly popped into Yang Zongbao's mind: Could it be that that boy was here to visit a doctor? But when I come to visit a doctor, do I have to bring a piece of human skin with a tattoo of a skull? How twisted is that kid's heart? After a while, Yang Zongbao gave up exploring the inner world of the monster and began to seize the time to rest. According to the old lady, no matter whether Yang Tianming gets better or not, he will definitely not wake up recently. To watch without ads, please go to -< Piaotian Literature registered members recommend this work >-
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