Doomsday Great Rebels

Chapter 59 Death
Xia Mo was waiting for the results of treatment outside the ICU ward, and Yang Xiaomei was sitting beside her, crying intermittently.

And Yang Xiaomei's mother, Luo Aimin, was also crying silently.

Wang Shuai came out.

"How is it? Doctor." Yang Xiaomei said expectantly.

"One is a vegetative state. We have stopped treating him, and he will be pulled out later." Wang Shuai said.

"Son, mother really wants to die for you? You want me to send a white-haired man to a black-haired man!" Yang Xiaomei's mother, Luo Aimin, began to cry again.

"Okay, okay, don't cry here, don't you have three sons?" Wang Shuai said impatiently, "Besides, this is the ICU ward, so no noise is allowed."

"How are my three elder brothers doing?" Yang Xiaomei asked eagerly.

"The situation is not optimistic. They have all fallen into a deep coma, accompanied by organ failure." Wang Shuai said with a sad face, frowning.

The old doctor, Sun Kong, came out and sighed when he saw that everyone was looking at him.

"Another one died." The old doctor Sun Kong shook his head.

"Son!" Yang Xiaomei's mother, Luo Aimin, cried out in pain and passed out.

"Send it to the in-depth observation room as soon as possible." The old doctor Sun Kong said, and with a wave, a nurse brought over a stretcher, carried Yang Xiaomei's mother Luo Aimin into the car, and pushed it to the in-depth observation room.

"Your post-treatment will cost a lot of money, so you should pay in advance." The old doctor Sun Kong said.

Yang Xiaomei nodded, took out a gold crystal from her bosom, and handed it to the old doctor Sun Kong.

"One hundred thousand imperial gold coins, I'll put it on your account." The old doctor Sun Kong said, motioning for Yang Xiaomei to go through the formalities with him.Yang Xiaomei followed the old doctor Sun Kong to the registration hall on the first floor.

Xia Mo stood up, walked to the window of the ICU ward, and began to look at the faces of each patient lying on the bed.

But not a single face matched that of the man who robbed him last night.

"Could it be that I made a mistake, these four men are not the robbers I met at all." Xia Mo thought, but he shook his head and expelled this absurd thought from his mind.

At this moment, Xia Mo felt a cold gaze looking at him.

Xia Mo looked at this gaze, only to see that this gaze was full of deep-seated hatred, as if it wanted to nail Xia Mo through.

"It's this gaze, the gaze that intends to hurt me in the dark night, there is nothing wrong with it, he is a robber." Xia Mo looked at the person who was looking at him, only to see that the person who was looking at him raised his hand with difficulty and pointed at Xia Mo with his finger. foam.

A mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth.

Just then, his hand dropped limply, dead.

"Damn it, another one died." Wang Shuai slammed the door and walked out.

Wang Shuai sat down beside Xia Mo, picked up a pack of cigarettes, took out one, lit it with a lighter, and took a deep breath.

"Smoking is not allowed here." Xia Mo reminded, taking Wang Shuai's cigarette away.

"Damn it, who cares about these bullshit rules." Wang Shuai took the cigarette back from Xia Mo's hand and took another puff.

"There is only one Yang Tian left." Wang Shuai said.

At this moment, Xia Mo suddenly found that Gongsun Li and Li Yu were coming here.

"Is the patient's family here?" Gongsun Li asked.

"One passed out, and the other went to go through the payment procedures." Wang Shuai said, exhaled a puff of smoke, and put the cigarette in his mouth again.

Gongsun Li stretched out the thumb and middle finger of his right hand, grabbed the cigarette butt firmly, and put out Wang Shuai's cigarette butt.

"Smoking is not allowed here, don't break the law knowingly." Gongsun Li said indifferently.

Wang Shuai snorted coldly, crumpled up the remaining cigarette butts, and threw them into the trash can.

"You are Wang Shuai, the beloved son of Wang Cong, a senior official in Longmen City?" Dr. Li Yu said, looking at Wang Shuai with playful eyes.

"You're not the one who checks the household registration. Why do you ask so many questions?" Wang Shuai said angrily.

"Hehe, young man, you are really angry." Dr. Li Yu still smiled, not taking Wang Shuai's offense seriously.

"How many are still alive?" Gongsun Li asked.

"A vegetative person, two people died, and the remaining one was in a severe coma." Wang Shuai said: "The hands of the killer are really heavy."

"Can you still talk?" Gongsun Li asked.

"I can't tell now, but I won't know in the future." Wang Shuai said.

At this time, a nurse came out of the hospital and said something to Wang Shuai in a low voice. Wang Shuai frowned and listened.

"It's over, it's over, all four are dead." Wang Shuai said, kicking the trash can hard.

"Whoever destroys public property without reason will also be detained." Gongsun Li said coldly.

"Report the injury to me as soon as possible." Dr. Li Yu said to Wang Shuai.

"It's easy to say, it's business." Wang Shuai said.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the hospital door, and the noisy voices of many men came over.

Wang Shuai frowned, and looked towards the end of the corridor, only to see many shirtless men with tattoos coming in aggressively at the end of the corridor.

"Who is in charge, come out." These men shouted fiercely.

"What's the matter?" Wang Shuai walked out frowning.

"I'll make you Bian Quetang lose your life." The leader of a strong man roared.This strong man is [-] meters tall, with strong muscles all over his body, like a mountain of meat.There are various tattoos on his arms, one of which is the word "death", and in his hand is a long baseball bat.

"Brother Xiong, you're here." Yang Xiaomei's voice came from behind everyone.

"Little sister, I'm worried about the dead brother, come here quickly." Brother Xiong said in surprise.

Everyone made way for Yang Xiaomei to walk beside Brother Xiong.

"Little sister, don't cry, you need to find brother Xiong." Brother Xiong lovingly but clumsily wiped away tears for Younger sister Yang.

"Little sister, don't be afraid, brothers will stand up for you." The men beside Brother Xiong said.

"How many of the four brothers of the Yang family are still alive?" Brother Xiong turned around, walked up to Wang Shuai, and asked him sharply.

"They're all dead," Wang Shuai said.

Brother Xiong's complexion changed, he grabbed Wang Shuai by the neck and picked him up.

Wang Shuai's eyes were protruding, and he coughed, tightly grasping Brother Xiong's arm, kicking his feet continuously.

At this moment, Brother Xiong suddenly threw Wang Shuai aside, swung a baseball bat, and hit a man behind him on the head with one stick.

Suddenly half of the man's head was missing, and his brains were splashed everywhere.

"Brother Xiong, what are you doing?" Yang Xiaomei asked tremblingly.

But Brother Xiong didn't make a sound, his face was full of pain, but he couldn't speak. He swung a baseball bat, chasing and hitting his companions one after another, splashing brains and blood, and the whole corridor suddenly looked like a bloody corridor.

"Ahem," Wang Shuai vomited.

"Young man, do you know the silk group?" Li Yu asked with a smile.

"What is the silk group?" Xia Mo asked.

"Put it on, and you'll know." Li Yu handed a pair of glasses to Xia Mo's hand.

(End of this chapter)