Yuan Nuo, who was standing in front of the window of the guest house, shook his head and sat back on the sofa after seeing that the crowd had dispersed.

The tense eyebrows relaxed a little, and suddenly I remembered my younger son who was also studying for a Ph.D. in Nanwan District, and dialed his number.

"Hey, waiter!"

Yuan Nuo not only has a serious attitude at work, but also plays the role of a strict father who is unsmiling at home. Precisely because he leads by example, the Yuan family's family style has always been rigorous and serious.

This is a double-edged sword. It not only standardizes the management so that the two sons, one older and one younger, can gradually mature into society, but it also makes the sons fear him as a tiger and lack some affection for their father.

"Dad, tell me!" the young man on the other end of the phone, known as the waiter, replied quickly. His words were concise and did not sound like a communication between father and son, but more like a superior and subordinate.

However, Yuan Nuo didn't think there was anything wrong with this, and then asked: "What are you doing?"

"I just finished playing ball with my classmates and went back to the dormitory to take a shower."

"Well, proper physical exercise is necessary, but academic matters should not be left behind."

In fact, Yuan Nuo mainly wanted to ask his child whether it was related to this matter. After learning from the side, his purpose was achieved. At the same time, like thousands of parents, he did not forget to give a few instructions.

"Yes, father!" the waiter replied somewhat mechanically.

The communication between father and son always ends in a few words.

Yuan Nuo put the phone back on the bedside table and rubbed his temples. As he grew older, he gradually felt the erosion of time.

After waving to his secretary to leave, he went to bed and fell asleep.

Yuan Nuo fell asleep, but many people couldn't sleep tonight.

...

After answering Xingzi's call, Xige became a little annoyed and put out the cigarette he had not taken two puffs on in the ashtray in front of him.

He placed his fingers on the thigh of the girl in the aqua blue dress and slid it back and forth, trying to soothe his mind and find a more appropriate way to deal with it.

But things didn't go as he expected. One thing led to another. Although he could turn a deaf ear to the situation before and insisted on letting the situation escalate.

But as Yuan Nuo intervened, many troubles that could have been easily solved came one after another. As a son of a high-ranking official, it was quite difficult for him to deal with it.

Having just hung up the phone, and before any new calls came in, Xige got some breathing space and dialed Yue'er's number.

"Yue'er, you have to move."

Yue'er seemed to have already figured out what kind of situation would happen, and replied with a smile: "Okay, I understand."

"Well! I can't keep the things I should give up. I'll coordinate these things with Xingzi. He has to understand whether he understands it or not!" Xige said again helplessly.

"I didn't care about his feelings at all." Yue'er on the other end replied half-jokingly.

After hanging up the call from Yue'er, Xige was just about to throw the phone on the coffee table when it vibrated again.

After scanning the number on the caller ID, Xige took a deep breath to adjust his posture, patted the girl next to him on the buttocks and said coldly: "Go back first!"

The girl didn't say anything, she straightened up her skirt very sensibly, picked up her small bag and walked out of the box.

After answering the call, Xige let out a long breath. Just lying on the sofa and trying to close his eyes to rest for a while, the phone rang again.

Sitting in the Chinese military tent that night, Xige continued to deal with a steady stream of aftermath work.

...

It was about 9:40, which was also thirty minutes after Zeng Rui received the news about the incident in the south of the city.

He did not communicate with anyone in the ktv, including Ximao, and chose to drive the Wrangler to Chengnan First Hospital alone.

The trip that originally took more than an hour took him half an hour to arrive. As for how many red lights he ran through and how many times he speeded along the way, he didn't consider it.

After asking which floor the injured in the night incident were on, Zeng Rui immediately boarded the elevator.

Arriving at the designated floor, Zeng Rui hurriedly asked about Zhang Pengkamba and several other injured people, but the nurse didn't even say a word and didn't come out of the operating room, so she was prevaricating.

Zeng Rui sat on the plastic chair outside the operating room with some dejection. He hammered the wall several times with his hand, and a feeling of powerlessness came to his heart.

The person who sent him the notice was Luo Zhiqi from Tengtai Shaodong's family. On the way here, he already had a rough understanding of the matter and how terrifying the opponent's background was this time. Because of this, he

I felt even more regretful.

At this moment, Xiao Hao, with plasters on his hands and legs and gauze on his face, appeared in front of Zeng Rui on crutches.

"Brother Ye, I..."

"No! You can't be blamed for this, it's our own fault." Zeng Rui did not let Xiao Hao finish his words, but took the initiative to take the matter on himself.

It is impossible to say that Xiao Hao is not to blame at all. After all, Xiao Hao's intelligence errors can be said to be completely different. He said that he would just deal with a student boy, but it turned into a melee with hundreds of fringe people running on the road south of the city.

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But it’s inappropriate for you to place the main responsibility on Xiao Hao. In the final analysis, you can only blame Ye Ji’s own brother for being too arrogant! He didn’t take the so-called group of students to heart at all, including Xiao Hao who reminded the two

He didn't take it seriously at all.

If only one person had prepared some snacks and prepared two more weapons, the situation would not be as bad as it is now.

Even if you surrender after the accident, it is better than being sent to the hospital for more than half an hour now, and everyone is still trying to save life and death without knowing it!

"Mouse, let's not talk about this for now. Let me ask you something first..." Zeng Rui looked at Xiao Hao sincerely. Just as he was about to ask something, he heard the cry of the nurse in the operating room.

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"Lei Dahu! Where are Lei Dahu's family members!"

Zeng Rui stood up, jumped over, and asked hurriedly: "Hello, I am! What's wrong with Dahu?"

"The patient is bleeding heavily, because there are too many injured people today, and our blood bank's supply is insufficient. If the blood cannot be supplied in time, your relative will not be able to be saved even by gods!"

Zeng Rui took out his cell phone from his pocket and was about to make a call. He only heard someone shouting in the corridor: "The blood station's car is downstairs! Please arrange for people to go down. This blood was obtained through my private channels."

It’s only for Lei Dahu, Lei Xiaohu, Zhang Pengkamba and Liu Lang! Others love it to death!”

Luo Zhiqi, who was always very concerned about his personal appearance, strode over in a suit under a large windbreaker, a straight suit and big leather shoes.

Wearing a mask, the little nurse with freckles on her face muttered: "There are so many patients in need of treatment. Since you brought them all, why do you only treat your friends? This blood bank is run by your family.

No, whose life is not life!"

Luo Zhiqi turned around and glanced at the little nurse, and retorted with a smile: "The blood station really belongs to me. I dragged this blood to save my friend's life. Whose son will he or she die?"

"..."
Chapter completed!