At the beginning, I beat Lazy, and the host is cruel.

The expert doctor hurriedly ran to the intensive care unit and shouted, "Quick, prepare for rescue!"

With a shout, all the medical staff followed in, and all kinds of rescue equipment were directed towards Ah Mo's body.

Sweat dripped down from the expert doctor's forehead. He opened Amo's eyelids and took a special light to shine.

"Intensify rescue efforts!"

Soon, first-aid injections were inserted into Amo's body.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard the expert doctors tried to save him, Amo didn't react at all, and his face became even whiter.

Even though Mr. E didn't understand medicine, looking at the straight lines on the ECG monitor, he knew that his son was probably dying.

Mr. E's legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground. He Yi quickly supported him with quick eyes and hands.

"Daddy, what's wrong with you!?"

Mr. E covered his heart, glanced at the ECG monitor in the intensive care unit, and closed his eyes in pain.

"Pa~~~~"

Mr. E waved his arm and slapped He Yi hard.

"Tell me, is there something wrong with the heart you're looking for? Why doesn't it work just after Amo replaced it?"

He Yi's head was thrown to the side, his tongue licked his back molars in his mouth, and he turned to look at Mr. E aggrievedly,

"Daddy, are you doubting me? All the tests done on the donor were done by doctors you trust. There must be nothing wrong with the heart!"

Mr. E took a deep breath and closed his eyes in pain.

"Xiao He, don't blame your godfather, I was just too scared, that's why -----"

At the moment, the only one he can use in the country is He Yi, his godson, and he can't make it too ugly with He Yi.

When he returns to South Africa, he will have many godsons there, and he will definitely take care of He Yi when the time comes.

His son was gone, and there was no need for these godsons to exist.

Why can't his son enjoy a good life, but let these little bastards enjoy it?

All died and were buried with his son.

He Yi helped Mr. E sit down on the chair, "Godfather, I understand, I won't blame you, I'm also worried about Ah Mo!"

Mr. E pursed his lips and said no more. He raised his head and looked at the intensive care unit quietly.

God bless, I hope his son can be rescued.

He Yi's eyes flashed, and he saw that his godfather had murderous intentions for him.

He quickly thought of a way to escape, otherwise when his godfather calmed down, he would be blamed for Amo's death.

It's also his fault for being unlucky. How can he end up well if he mixes well with sick Yangzi?

"Click~~~"

The door of the intensive care unit was opened, and the expert walked up to Mr. E with a look of fear and grief.

"Amo's rescue failed and he passed away. My condolences!"

Mr. E frowned tightly and closed his eyes hard. Two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

He covered his heart and shouted with a choked voice, "Amo, my son~~~"

"Bang~~~"

Mr. E stood up and kicked the expert as hard as he could.

The expert was caught unawares and was kicked to the ground.

With red eyes, Mr. E pointed at the expert and cursed angrily, "Trash, the so-called expert hand, it's all bullshit!"

The expert's tailbone fell to the ground, and the pain made his entire back numb. He couldn't get up from the ground for a long time.

He gritted his teeth in pain and retorted, "Sir, there is no problem with this operation at all. Your son's condition can only be caused by something wrong with the source of his heart. I can guarantee that this heart is definitely not suitable for your son!"

Mr. E glared at the expert angrily, "Okay, take out the heart and test it now. I want to see who is so bold as to trick me like this!"

With the support of medical staff, the expert held his lower back and went to the intensive care unit.

Mr. E turned his head and glanced at He Yi, "Call all the medical staff involved in the operation that day, and you come in with me."

After saying that, Mr. E walked into the intensive care unit with a group of bodyguards.

Under the supervision of the bodyguards left by Mr. E, He Yi summoned all the doctors and nurses who participated in the last operation.

The expert took a scalpel and opened Amer's chest under Mr. E's eyes.

The moment he opened his chest and saw his heart, the expert's pupils trembled and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The medical staff nearby were all dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

Mr. E looked at the reactions of the doctors and nurses and leaned over to take a look. Suddenly his eyeballs almost fell out.

"What is this? Huh? Why is the heart so small?"

Mr. E has never seen a living heart, which must be at least the size of a fist.

But the heart in his son's chest was only the size of a walnut. This was obviously someone's mistake!

The expert was so frightened that he didn't dare to take a breath. Under Mr. E's sinister eyes, he opened his mouth tremblingly,

"This---this looks like a chicken heart!"

"Haha~hahaha~~ A good heart has turned into a chicken heart. You are so damn tired of living!"

Mr. E's eyes widened in anger, and he went crazy in an instant.

He grabbed the expert's collar, gritted his teeth and shook it back and forth, "What do you think is going on? Ah? What did you put in? Tell me, what was it! Ah!?"

The expert's eyes kept blinking and he shook his head in horror, "I--I'm sure that what I put in was definitely a heart. You can check the monitoring. There is such a big difference between a chicken heart and a human heart. I couldn't be wrong. of!"

"Heh~~~"

Mr. E sneered angrily and glanced at the medical staff, "Catch them all and take them all away later!"

He Yi watched his godfather sorting out Ah Mo's body, his eyes moving quickly. He deliberately and slowly moved towards the door, preparing to find an opportunity to escape.

There is something wrong with his heart, and his godfather will definitely be angry with him.

Even if he is unjustly accused, his godfather will not listen to his explanation. He knows his godfather's methods and he feels that he cannot fall into his godfather's hands.

Just when He Yi was about to move to the door, Mr. E seemed to sense something and immediately looked up at the door.

"He Yi, where are you going? Come here and help your godfather clean up for your brother!"

Mr. E looked at He Yi pitifully, and gently stroked Ah Mo's cold face with his hand.

He Yi trembled all over, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, choked and said,

"Daddy, I feel so sad when I see Ah Mo like this. I want to buy him his favorite black forest cake!"

Mr. E tilted his head and curled his lips sinisterly.

"I will arrange for someone to take care of this matter. Come over and clean up Amo, and we will take him back."

He Yi didn't dare to find any more excuses, so he had to hold back his panic and stepped forward to help sort out Amo's body.

"Let me help Amo sew up his chest, he's like this----"

The expert struggled to say as his arm was twisted by the bodyguard.