Skilled in managing a house

The man's nickname was Ah Bao. As soon as he heard Mr. Zhao's question and saw that Mr. Zhao knew the guy who was being beaten, he immediately said: "Brother Fa, this is what happened..."

At that moment, he told what happened in detail. Of course, he had to add fuel to the fire and emphasize that the injured person was dying and that he was the one who had no choice but to hit him.

When speaking, it is inevitable to point to the Han family on the ground.

After listening to Ah Bao's story, the woman standing next to Mr. Zhao said in a troubled manner: "A dead person is still lying in the emergency room. What is going on in this hospital? We have to let the families of the injured solve it themselves. Ah Bao, You did the right thing, you made a decisive decision, if something happens to my son, even a thousand lives would not be enough to compensate, let alone a dead man!"

This woman looks to be about fifty years old. She has a good figure, much better than women of the same age. She wore light makeup and a mink coat, looking very graceful.

Mr. Zhao now knew what was going on. He looked at Han Ye and said in a more polite tone: "Mr. Han, it is indeed wrong for Abao to hit you... But, your son... I can understand Your mood... But you still let your son occupy the bed and affect other people's rescue. This is your fault... I think this matter, let's just forget it..."

"Forget it... I'll be beaten in vain if you keep it together... Also, even if you lift my son out, there's no need to throw him on the ground..." Han Ye said in a deep voice.

"It's polite to throw it on the ground!" Before Mr. Zhao could say anything, the woman said angrily: "The doctor said to carry him out, but you still don't do it. Isn't this a toast and a penalty for not eating? Just throw it in What’s happening on the ground!”

"You!" Han Ye was immediately furious and about to explode.

Mr. Zhao quickly said: "Mr. Han, calm down...this matter is indeed my fault, and it shouldn't be like this..."

As he said that, he glanced at A Bao and said, "A Bao, apologize to Mr. Han, and then take the body away. Put it wherever Mr. Han said to put it..."

"What corpse? My son is not dead!" Han Ye said through gritted teeth.

The woman didn't know Han Ye's identity, but she could tell that her husband was not afraid of Han Ye. Moreover, judging from her husband's attitude, he just wanted to give Han Ye some face.

So, the woman said: "Mr. Han, I don't know what you do? But you always say that your son is not dead. If he is not dead, just let him breathe!"

"My son is just pretending to die now, and he will come back to life soon! The talisman on his body was removed by your people. If something goes wrong, I will never let you have an easy time!" Han Ye heard the woman say this, Hate is the gnashing of teeth.

"Dafa, he said he wouldn't let us have an easy time..." The woman quickly looked at Mr. Zhao and deliberately said aggrievedly: "His son is dead. See what he means. He still plans to rely on us to make trouble..."

"That's right, if anything happens to Master Peng, it will be a waste of time for their family." Abao said quickly.

Mr. Zhao's face suddenly darkened and he said: "Han Ye, I have already given you enough face. I advise you not to go too far. I am giving you face. You are the boss of Bucks Mining. If I don't give you face, you will Nothing! Your son is dead and you still want to blame me. Let me tell you, if something happens to my son..."

At this point, he pointed at Han Ye and said fiercely: "I guarantee you will not get better!"

Han Ye was so angry that he shivered, but he knew that the other party was more ruthless than him, but as a man, he had to protect his son and could not lose face in front of Leng Lingxue. More importantly, when his father was alive, how many people fawned over him, and that Mr. Zhao was a piece of shit. Now that my father is dead, although I still have some respect in the industry, as each year passes, I am no longer what I used to be. At this moment, he felt like he was at a loss.

"What happened?" Suddenly, a young man's voice sounded from behind Mr. Zhao and the others.

Han Ye and Leng Lingxue immediately recognized that it was Zhang Yu's voice.

As expected, Zhang Yu came over soon, and he was carrying a large travel bag that seemed to be full of things.

Leng Lingxue said: "Zhang Long, you are finally back."

"Prepare something. I've kept you waiting for a long time. Let's go in quickly..." Zhang Yu said and immediately saw Han Jiasheng on the ground.

He was immediately stunned and said, "What's going on?"

"Don't worry about what's going on. It's more important to save people." Leng Lingxue said.

"Yes, yes...save my son quickly..." Han Ye also reacted and said anxiously, ignoring Mr. Zhao and the others.

Zhang Yu rushed to Han Jiasheng's body in one step, squatted down, and grabbed Han Jiasheng's wrist.

He had already seen that two talisman papers were missing from Han Jiasheng's body, and he was inevitably a little worried. Fortunately, he checked with his inner eye and found that Han Jiasheng's three souls and seven souls were there.

Zhang Yu secretly said in his heart that this boy's life was tough. It seemed that he really shouldn't die.

Zhang Yu then took out two more amulets and put them on the missing places. Then he picked up Han Jiasheng and walked forward while saying, "Hurry up and find him a ward."

"Doctor, nurse...doctor, nurse..." Han Ye shouted immediately.

On this floor of the emergency room, there are wards and duty rooms for doctors and nurses.

The shouting in the corridor has already disturbed the doctors, nurses and patients.

Many ward doors were opened, and people with good legs and feet stood out to watch the fun. Of course, no one dares to care about this kind of thing.

Hearing Han Ye's shout, two doctors on duty called two nurses and ran over.

As soon as Han Ye saw someone coming, he said loudly: "Hurry up and find a ward for my son. He wants a special care ward! I'll give you double the money!"

"Okay, okay..." The doctor saw that there was no more quarrel, and he was relieved. Then he looked at the nurse who was following him and said, "Take someone to the special care ward quickly!"

"There are only four special care wards in our hospital, all of which are occupied by patients." The nurse said carefully.

"I'll pay you as much as you want to move them out!" Han Ye shouted.

"But... this..." The nurse did not dare to say anything and could only look at the doctor.

The doctor was also in a dilemma, how could he do this? When he was in a dilemma, Zhang Yu said: "There is no need for a special care ward, as long as it is a vacant ward."

"There are too many patients in the hospital now, and there are people in every room." The nurse said helplessly.

"It won't take long." Zhang Yu said kindly.

Han Ye shouted: "Did you hear that? It won't take long! As long as someone is willing to temporarily vacate the ward for me, I will give you 50,000 yuan!"

Good guy, as soon as these words came out, those people in front who opened the door to watch the excitement immediately shouted, "Come to our ward, we will make room for you!" "Come to our ward, there are only three of us in our ward!" "Come to us!" Ward! Our ward is clean, and the patients are not serious, so everyone can come out directly!"...