One-night lingering: The president's daddy spoils the sky

At the international airport in country D, Xiang Qinghao's private plane landed steadily. Not long after the plane landed, a group of three black cars drove into the airport's pick-up channel.

Under the protection of six bodyguards, Xiang Qinghao's slender body quickly walked towards the car.

After getting into the car, a foreign man in his early forties came to greet him. He was so anxious that he wiped his hands with cold sweat and said, "Master, we have been fully protecting the scene and are waiting for you to come and check it out."

"Go to the laboratory." Xiang Qinghao stared coldly forward. At this moment, a violent aura broke out all over him, like an angry wolf.

The black car quickly drove towards the airport expressway, heading towards the medical laboratory established by Xiang Qinghao's family in this country.

After driving for more than an hour, I finally arrived at the door of the laboratory. The black car had just stopped. The bodyguard in the front seat immediately got out of the car and opened the door. Xiang Qinghao stepped down with a gloomy face, staring coldly at a group of people who came to greet him. He was a man, and his footsteps quickly moved towards the stolen cold room. He stood in this heavily-invested safe.

The cold air emanating from the surroundings was not as cold as the coldness in his eyes at this moment. He was staring at the new drug that was supposed to be stored with his hard work. It was a drug that he was about to announce and release. Now, it was stolen.

"Everyone, get out. No one is allowed to come in without my order. Let the security director leave immediately." Xiang Qinghao said as he stretched out his hand and tugged on his tie. The anger in his heart made his whole body tremble.

Everyone around him hurriedly left very wisely, for fear of bearing the eldest young master's anger.

Xiang Qinghao walked to the smashed combination lock. He stared at the broken glass. The control panel sent out a red alarm light. The flashing light reflected Xiang Qinghao's eyes. He narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought. .

Only three people know the password here, and one of them just went to other places to cooperate last week. Now, apart from himself, there is only one person who can unlock the lock here.

The person who manages here is a cousin of his family, his name is Third Uncle.

As Xiang Qinghao's eyes wandered, he reached out and took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Check for me the recent account movements of my third uncle. I want the most detailed ones." After Xiang Qinghao ordered, he continued to operate on the broken code lock.

He found someone to build this combination lock, so he knew its specific purpose very well. Such superficial smashing could not destroy its essence at all.

Xiang Qinghao was waiting for a call when a man approached him. This man was in his early fifties and was wearing a white anti-bacterial suit. He hid one hand in his pocket and walked towards Xiang Qinghao.

Xiang Qinghao heard the footsteps keenly, and turned his head. Behind him, his third uncle stood impressively.

"Qinghao, how was your investigation? Is there anything suspicious? Do you know who stole it?"

Xiang Qinghao called to him, "Third uncle, I'm still investigating. I will find out this matter sooner or later."

Xiang Shouyang nodded, "Yes! For such a major matter, we must find out the truth."

Xiang Qinghao's eyes looked at a small piece of powder on the ground, as if the person who stole it was too panicked and accidentally broke a bottle. He walked over, squatted down and looked carefully, and behind him, Xiang Shou Yang also walked over, leaned down and asked, "Qinghao, how are you doing?"

Xiang Qinghao reached out and dipped some in his hand, holding it in front of his eyes and looking at it. Xiang Shouyang took out his hand that had been hidden in his pocket, and there was a needle hidden in his clenched fist.

Suddenly, a trace of viciousness flashed in his gentle eyes. When Xiang Qinghao was defenseless, he quickly penetrated the blood vessel in his neck and pushed the potion inside.

Xiang Qinghao immediately grabbed his syringe in shock and looked at the man in front of him in shock, "Uncle... what are you doing? What is this?"

"Qinghao, I'm sorry. Third uncle can't help it, forgive me!" Xiang Shouyang's eyes showed pain, "I can't help it! They are forcing me... They are forcing me with my son's life... If you don't check, It's okay, but you just called me because you doubted me..."

After Xiang Qinghao heard this answer, he felt his head getting more and more dizzy. He gasped and held on to the machine next to him and asked, "What did you inject me with?"

"I won't kill you! Just take a nap and wake up, and you will forget about this."

"You..." Xiang Qinghao's eyes instantly glared. He knew what he had been injected into. In the moment of unconsciousness, his mind flashed fiercely like a slide, and finally settled on a girl's face.

He held his head, as if he wanted to keep the girl, but he still couldn't control the effect of the drug on his mind.

This is a potion that washes away memory nerves, and the product produced by the Xiang family will be the biggest quality assurance in the medical field.

Xiang Qinghao wanted to grab something, but in the end, he couldn't grab anything. He lay down on the ground and murmured, "Xinwei..."

Xiang Shouyang washed the syringe with another potion to clean the residue inside. He threw it into the garbage bin next to him. At the same time, he picked up a blunt object next to him and pointed it toward Xiang Qinghao's side of the brain. Smash it.

In an instant, blood flowed out of Xiang Qinghao's hair. At the same time, Xiang Shouyang hit his forehead. He shouted, "Here comes... help! Someone wants to harm the young master..."

So, a group of people rushed in in an instant. In the chaos, they carried the injured Xiang Qinghao away, and Xiang Shouyang also came out, as if he had been attacked in the laboratory just now.

"Uncle Xiang, what happened? Who attacked the young master? Who was he?"

"I didn't see clearly! As soon as I came in, I saw the young master falling to the ground, and someone hit me hard on the back of the head. I fainted for a while." Xiang Shouyang described the entire attack process.

At that time, these people were ordered out by Xiang Qinghao, and no one dared to come in. Therefore, it seemed that the criminals were given the opportunity to attack.

"I knew it was our mole this time, and he was here to steal the experiment."

Seeing that Xiang Shouyang had successfully created the illusion of a ghost, he immediately pretended to faint.

Xiang Qinghao was sent to the emergency room. The doctor who examined him found that he was only injured on the left side of his head. The wound was not too big and the bleeding stopped quickly.

"The young master's injury is not too serious. He is probably just temporarily unconscious. Have you informed the seventh master?"

"We have already been notified. He is on his way here. He will notify Xiang Zhai."

"Who dares to fight against the Xiang family and attack the eldest young master? Let the seventh master come and deal with it!"

Mentioning this Seventh Master, everyone's eyes showed a hint of respect for no reason.

Master Qi is Xiang Qinghao's youngest uncle and the seventh in the Xiang family. He is also the person in charge of the Xiang family's pharmaceutical business. He has opened up the global supply chain platform by himself and is a guest of presidents of various countries.

Xiang Qinghao was in charge of his external affairs, and his two uncles and nephews became the backbone of the Xiang family.

In another lounge, Xiang Shouyang, who was still pretending to close his eyes and rest, was listening to the noise. Suddenly, he heard someone next to him mention the title Qi Ye.His body immediately trembled slightly.

Three hours later, Xiang Qinghao did not wake up, and the doctor was waiting patiently.At midnight, three black cars drove into the entrance of the laboratory. In the back seat of the black car in the middle, the bodyguard stepped forward to open the door.

A strong and slender leg quickly stepped down. The mature man in a formal suit straightened the single suit button on his chest and walked quickly towards the emergency room with his long legs.

"Master Qi, the young master is resting in the ward now." A doctor came immediately to inform.

"Take me to see him." A low, magnetic, and unreasonably oppressive voice sounded.

I saw this man with dark hair slicked back, handsome features, and an imposing and oppressive aura. Wherever his eyes went, everyone felt a chill.

"How did you protect the young master? He was also attacked in his own laboratory?" the man scolded, sounding extremely angry.

"Yes... the young master wants to be alone for a while." Someone explained boldly.

"How dare you make excuses." The man's eyes turned cold and his anger continued.

At this time, the door to the ward was pushed open, and the man stepped in. He stood in front of the bed and leaned over to look at his unconscious nephew. The doctor next to him immediately explained the injury in detail.

"The eldest young master was attacked on the side of his head. The wound was four centimeters. There was not much bleeding. When he woke up, he was already unconscious."

"Are there any injuries elsewhere on the body?"

"We checked and there was only brain damage."

Xiang Bohan's eyes narrowed, looking at his sleeping nephew, he said in a low voice, "Nothing can happen to you, wake up quickly!"

A day and a night had passed since Xiang Qinghao slept, but Xiang Shouyang, who was also attacked next to him, had woken up. When he woke up, he immediately came over to explain to Xiang Bohan what happened.

When he arrived, Xiang Qinghao had already fallen to the ground, and when he wanted to go over to check, he was hit on the back of the head. He fainted for a few seconds, and vaguely saw someone fleeing quickly.

Using the cover of family ties, Xiang Shouyang's panic was revealed without any flaws, even Xiang Bohan didn't detect it.

"Poor young master, what will happen if something happens to him?" Xiang Shouyang pretended to have red eyes.

"Nothing will happen to him." Xiang Bo's lips tightened and he looked at his nephew on the bed. He firmly believed that he would come in.

As he was speaking, Xiang Qinghao's eyelashes were lifted slightly, and Xiang Bohan immediately leaned over and called him, "Qinghao."

Xiang Qinghao's eyes opened naturally, looking at the white light above his head, feeling a little confused. Then, he saw the man sitting in front of the bed. He immediately sat up and stared with a defensive look. them.

"Who are you?" Xiang Qinghao asked, covering his injured area, his eyes even more suspicious and alert.

Xiang Bohan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he cursed in a low voice, "You brat, you don't even remember me?"