At the end of autumn, the cold wind whistling on the street.

Immediately, the rainstorm is pouring.

The trees become shaking and erratic in the rain. Only a rice white building is like the sky falling in the middle of the street.

Death is shrouded in rice white buildings, heavy rain pouring, thunder and lightning flashes are mixed in it.

Entering the courtyard, a sterilized water flavor is straightforward.

The fourth -floor ward is the room of patients with serious illness, and it is also the floor where the Zhanghu operating room is located.

Every room here is full of death.

Electrocardiographic dripping sounds, as if it is the countdown of every people who put on sick clothes.

Too many people lay on the bed, looking out of the window, and her eyes were godless.

It seems to be waiting for the death of their pain and life.

The sound of rain from the outside of the house adds a point of despair of dead silence to the corridor.

Even in such a dull atmosphere, it could not match the breath that was wrapped up in the operating room.

In the surgical room, doctors and nurse are scrambling against each other, trying to save the boy dying in the bed from the sickle of death.

Outside the operating room, a woman was comforting me.

"Zhang Huji has a heavenly phase, rest assured!" Liu Qiao gently followed my back, trying to persuade me to feel at ease.

The red light of the operating room indicator dissipated, Zhang Hu was surrounded by angels in white, and pushed out of the operating room.

The attending physician sighed and shook his head, and stopped talking.

Seeing the doctor came out, I rushed up and held the doctor's hand, "Doctor, how about him?!"

Maybe it's too excited, and I even hold the doctor's hands.

"The situation has been basically stable." The doctor first sighed, and said, "But the patient's skull was strongly hit by external force, causing nerves to be created. When will we wake up?

After the doctor shook his head, he lifted his legs and walked away. Maybe he remembered what in turn and explained. "You'd better find some items that can stimulate patients and smells, which may help him wake up."

After the doctor left completely, I sat on the ground with my head and paralyzed the wall.

"Fool!"

Why block Xia Hou Mingjun's attack for me!

Xia Hou Mingjun.

Xia Hou Mingjun!

Repeat the name of this guy in my mouth.

I swear, I must ask him to pay the price!

Whether Xiaoya or Zhang Hu, I will report their hatred!

Liu Qiao hugged me and patted my back gently, "It's okay, it will be fine!"

I don't know how long I have been sitting in front of Zhang Hu's bed, the storm outside the house has stopped.

Even the most noisy child of the wind seems to be unable to feel the desperate atmosphere of the indoor, go to other play.

"Qin Zhou ..." Liu Qiao spoke softly, for fear that it would stimulate me. "It's not too early, it's time to rest ..."

After Liu Qiao finished speaking, there was a Heixi suit at the door, "Miss, the master told you to go back!"

I waved my hand, "Liu Qiao, let's go first!"

Liu Qiao looked at me for more than a minute, and finally didn't worry about it.

"Pay attention to rest, Kangcheng's level of treatment is limited, I will find someone to transfer Zhang Hu to Jinling for better treatment."

"I'm going back to school soon, I hope to see Jinling at that time."

I sat next to Zhang Hu's bed and looked out of the window without replying.

Liu Qiao sighed and left.

With the ticking sound of the ECG, the past two hours have passed.

At this moment, my phone sounded.

"Liu Qiao?"

I wondered, didn't she just leave?

Why did you call me suddenly?

"Qin Zhou, it's not good!"

Liu Qiao's voice was very sharp and looked particularly impatient.

"What's the matter?"

"Xiaoya ... Xiaoya ..."

Xiaoya?

When I heard Xiaoya's name, I stood up from the bed.

Maybe it's been a long time to sit on the ground, and I actually fell to the ground.

"What's wrong with Xiaoya?" I asked without the pain of my buttocks.

"My friend said I saw Xiaoya at the Chamber of Commerce! She is now ..."

Liu Qiao's voice was a little dull.

Obviously I guess my mood.

"What's wrong with her now?"

My heart is like a 10,000 ants climbing, and I blame Liu Qiao to talk one meal.

"She was taken away by Xia Houmingjun, the address was the Royal Hotel. As for the other, you have to check it yourself!"

After Liu Qiao said, he hung up the phone.

"Zhang Hu, I can't accompany you anymore, Xiaoya is dangerous, I have to save her!"

I finally glanced at Zhang Hu, this person who used to hate.

But that's just once, now I have to challenge that is out of reach for everyone.

Xia Hou Mingjun!

I know, I may not be able to defeat Xia Hou Mingjun, but I want to try it and see how big the gap with me and him are!

I came to the Royal Hotel, the address was very biased, in the outskirts of Kangcheng.

Except for this grand royal hotel, there are no more buildings around this grand royal hotel.

The Royal Hotel is bright.

Standing downstairs and looking up, the hotel building goes straight into the cloud tip.

Even if you stand on the first floor, you can hear the sound of music from above.

After the waiter ran before running, the master of the back kitchen did not dare to rest for a moment.

I walked to the front desk, "Miss, can I ask me to check myself, her name is Murong Ya!"

"Sorry, sir, we can't disclose the information of the guests." The people on the front desk shook my head and refused.

"I really have a hurry." I was full of anxiety, but all the other party took care of the rules.

When the situation is urgent, I must fight against time. When I see this, I walked towards the elevator.

But where should I go to such a high floor?

When I came to the door of the elevator, I heard the conversation between the two.

"Did you hear? Today's chamber of Commerce gathered the future head of the two top families in Kyoto!" The white suit leaning on the head canal on the shoulder of the black suit.

"Murong Ya is the head of the Murong family in the future, but Xia Hou Mingjun? With his brother Xia Hou Mingyuan in one day, he would not be a big deal!"

How did Mingjun lose out of his brother as if he lost his garbage. "

I was a little surprised when I heard this. Xia Hou Mingjun had such a black history.

"I know this, but I said that Xia Hou Mingjun had previously took Murong Ya to the suite?" The white suit continued to attach the ear canal.

"Are you sure this news is true?" The black suit man looked dignified.

"It is true! I saw Xia Hou Mingjun with Murong Ya to the suite with his own eyes! Even the room number was clear!" The white suit man nodded again and again.

"It seems that Xia Hou Mingjun is good at it. This kid is a good means. Murong Ya can be soaked!" The man in the black suit frowned.

It seems that the goddess of Tianzhi's Tianzhi's family should not be mixed with Xia Hou Mingjun. It can be said to use it before, but now this is the case, no one will be sure what will be next.

"I heard that it was used ..." Before the white suit man's words were finished, he was blocked.

"Do you don't want to live? Dare to talk about this kind of words?" The black suit man warned the white suit with his eyes.
Chapter completed!