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Zhang Tieshun shouted to him in a low voice: "Second brother, stop!"

Zhang Tiexing was dissatisfied: "Brother, you don't want to put money in vain in front of you, don't want it!"

"Shut up." Zhang Tieshun looked at this second brother with some hatred.

Do you really think it’s pie in the sky?

The woman just now clearly had bad intentions and wanted to use them to cause trouble for others.

Just rush forward like that stupidly?

"Then you don't want the money?"

Zhang Tieshun glanced at him: "Yes. Why not? Mom can't just die like this. We should seek justice for her."

At this time, everyone had forgotten the fact that the old lady was already dead when she got into the ambulance.

Several people discussed it and decided that Zhang Tieshun and Zhang Xinran would go upstairs to check the situation first.

Zhou Pan's ward is not difficult to find.

The two came over while talking about the message Liu Shuya left, and they saw it easily.

Outside the ward, Su Mo stood up and took a look at Zhou Pan inside.

Luo Yi comforted her: "Momo, the senior has contacted experts in brain surgery abroad. This kind of surgery is very advanced abroad. Auntie will be fine."

I hope so.

This is Su Mo's last hope.

Seeing that she had no reaction, Luo Yi added: "The senior said that the ward next to us has been vacated for us. Let's go and rest for a while."

Su Mo shook his head: "I can't sleep."

Luo Yi continued to persuade: "If you can't sleep, you have to think about the child in your belly, no. Just sleep for a while and get up tomorrow so that you can have the energy to take care of your aunt."

Only then did Su Mo move.

The two entered the ward next door together.

From the conversation between the two, Zhang Xinran easily identified who Liu Shuya was talking about, Mrs. Gu, and immediately remembered that she was the ancient painting restorer who caused a lot of commotion on the Internet a few days ago.

There was no way, Su Mo's face was so beautiful that it was hard for people to forget it.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xinran quickly pulled Zhang Tieshun away and revealed Su Mo's identity.

"When I was watching the live broadcast, people in the comments said that the painting was worth at least [-] million."

Zhang Tieshun, who was originally relatively calm, couldn't help but tremble when he heard this.

Several hundred million!

How much does that cost!

Their family would start a quarrel over more than 1000 million yuan in demolition money, let alone hundreds of millions.

If the money hidden by the old lady cannot be found, it would not be bad to get a generous compensation from Su Mo!

Zhang Tieshun made up his mind immediately: "Tomorrow, we will go to her to ask for compensation."

Su Mo has a high status and will definitely not be willing to make the matter a big deal. The probability of getting the money is very high.

He warned his family members carefully: "You all remember, the old lady died in the car accident due to ineffective rescue efforts."

Zhang Xinran said weakly: "What if, someone tells me that my mother died a long time ago..."

Zhang Tieshun's eyes were slightly cold: "If you don't mention it, who will say it?"

Moreover, Liu Shuya was right in saying something.

If there is no death notice, then there is still hope.

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The next day, Su Mo stayed with Zhou Pan while waiting for Jingze to help contact doctors abroad.

In the meantime, Zhou Pan's condition suddenly changed, and the doctor issued a critical illness notice.Fortunately, the person was pulled back again.

It wasn't until evening that Jingze finally came.

At this time, Su Mo had almost no strength.

Jingze said: "I found out that there is a Professor Lawrence in the United States. If there is anyone in the world who can do this surgery, it is him."

"It's just that he is also in the laboratory now and cannot be contacted for the time being."

When Su Mo heard this, the joy that had just surged on his face faded away, but he still cheered up.

"It's okay, I'm waiting."

hold on.

hold on.

Seeing her like this, Jingze suddenly hated himself for being too young and unable to solve Su Mo's problem.

"Professor Lawrence? Maybe I have a way to contact him."

A voice came in from the door.