When a doctor prescribes a plug-in

Chapter 1123 Why was beaten

Just when Han Minghao's father, Han Tonglin, was sighing beside him, the assistant behind him reminded him in a low voice: "Chairman, the doctor is here to wash your son's stomach." After hearing what the assistant behind him said, Han Tonglin clicked Nodding his head, the doctor outside the ward came in with gastric lavage tools.

Han Tonglin looked at the busy doctor, and began to ask the assistant behind him: "How is it? Has anyone been found?" After hearing Han Tonglin's words, the assistant behind him shook his head and said, "Chairman , The person has not been found yet, but according to the surveillance outside our group, it seems that when the son left the group, he seemed to see something he said to two people. At present, we are trying our best to find these two people. "

While listening to the assistant's report, Han Tonglin also saw his precious son who was lying on the hospital bed, still vomiting alcohol uncomfortablely towards the outside, and now Han Tonglin felt so uncomfortable in his heart.

Although Han Tonglin's precious son Han Minghao here looks very miserable, his face that looked handsome before was also covered in blood at the moment. That kind of deep coma, in fact, is not a coma caused by being beaten, but a state of drunkenness by being infused with alcohol.

From this point of view, I really admire the method of that stupid big head. He even thought of such an awesome and dirty method. I have to say that the stupid big head is also a talent with very creative ideas. .

It didn't take long for the doctor to come out of the advanced ward, and Han Tonglin, who was in the corridor outside the advanced ward, asked the doctor directly after the doctor came out: "Doctor, how is my son's condition?" ?”

After hearing what Han Tonglin said, the doctor also said: "Don't worry, Mr. Han's problem is not serious. It's because he drank a high concentration of alcohol and then got drunk. Now he has helped Mr. Han." The alcohol in the stomach has been washed, and Mr. Han will wake up in a short time."

After Han Tonglin heard the doctor say that his precious son was fine, he was deeply relieved. No matter what, as long as his precious son is fine, everything else is fine, because once he If his precious son died like this, then he would have no chance of recovery.

After Han Tonglin stepped into the advanced ward again, looking at his baby son Han Minghao who was still in a coma lying on the hospital bed, Han Tonglin also sighed helplessly.

For Han Minghao himself, when he was crazily beaten with huge fists by that stupid big head, he had no chance to fight back at all, so he was poured pure alcohol by the stupid big head at the end. He opened his mouth passively and drank it. Although Han Minghao likes to drink in normal times, how can the domestic and foreign red wine he drinks be compared with medical alcohol with an alcohol content of up to 75 degrees?

Almost five hours have passed, and Han Minghao, who was in a state of drunkenness, finally woke up. After waking up, Han Minghao was also a little dazed after seeing the white ceiling and walls in front of him. For a moment, he didn't know where he was now.Just when Han Minghao was about to sit up from the hospital bed, he accidentally touched him, especially the wound on his face.

The piercing pain made Han Minghao make a "hissing" sound. At the same time, Han Minghao reached out and touched the wound on his face that was wrapped in white gauze.

Han Tonglin, who was sitting on the side, looked at his baby son's hoarse grin, and asked with concern, "Are you awake?" Han Minghao, who was lying on the hospital bed, heard someone talking beside him, He also turned his head, and when Han Minghao saw his father, Han Tonglin, who was sitting on the sofa beside him, he also said incredulously, "Dad? I said, why are you here? Well, where is this place?" ah?"

After hearing the words of his precious son Han Minghao, Han Tonglin, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up helplessly from the sofa, and then looked at his precious son Han Minghao and said, "This is naturally a hospital. Also, what happened to you while you were driving, do you still remember?"

After hearing his father Han Tonglin's questioning, Han Minghao, who was lying on the hospital bed, lowered his head and thought about it seriously. It turned out that Han Minghao was a folk god who got better in advance when he was in the group. Stick wanted to see a doctor for himself, but when he walked out of the group, he met two soil turtles looking at his black Ferrari sports car in the square where the group parked.

Then Han Minghao started to drive his black Ferrari towards the countryside where the old god stick lived, and then started discussing with the group's subordinates about additional funds for research and development of cardiac assisting medical devices.

Then, a scrapped old Jetta suddenly stopped in front of his black Ferrari sports car, and then a man with beards and a simple and thick head walked out of the scrapped old Jetta. man.

When Han Minghao, who was lying on the hospital bed, thought of the bearded man and the silly big-headed man, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and then said: "By the way, I remembered, it's the two of them." guy!"

After Han Tonglin heard what his son Han Minghao said, he frowned and looked at him, and then asked, "Why, who do you remember? Who are they?"

After hearing what his father Han Tonglin said, Han Minghao also said: "Dad, I remembered, those two people are the two soil turtles I met in the parking lot of our group. Looking at my black Ferrari at the parking place, I walked over, said a few words to them, and then I drove away, but on the way, I encountered some things and would The car was parked aside, but it didn't take long before these two people appeared in front of me in a scrapped Jetta, and then they didn't say anything and started beating me."

After hearing what his son said, Han Tonglin also frowned, and began to think about why these two men who suddenly appeared did not say anything, but did something to his precious son?

If it is purely because of a commercial opponent, there is no need to use such a big ruthless hand. It is enough to serve as a reminder and warning, and generally no one will pursue it.

(End of this chapter)