Hu Pingping's body was extremely weak, and the continuously beating curves on the monitor next to her showed that her mood was very unstable.
Not only did my blood pressure soar, my heartbeat and pulse fluctuated violently.
"Mr. Meng, give me some time and I will definitely find a solution." Hu Pingping said in a weak voice.
"Solve it? You can't fucking solve it!"
Meng Chuan was furious, pointed at Hu Pingping's nose and cursed: "The day before yesterday, you said you would solve it, but you are so smart, you are trying to commit suicide with me? Is this your solution?"
"Hu Pingping, I tell you that according to the contract, you are out of stock now. Yes, triple compensation, a total of 6.5 million, cannot be less. Otherwise, as long as you have a breath, I will sell you to a kiln."
Use the meat to pay off my debt!"
"Don't think that everything will be over once you die. You still have an old lady lying on the hospital bed, right? You don't want her to be beaten, scolded and tortured at such an old age, right?"
"You have a younger brother, right? But I heard that he is in jail again. Haha, that doesn't matter. I will spend some money to have him educated well in the cell."
When Hu Pingping heard these words, she was so excited that she started struggling on the hospital bed.
But no matter how hard she tried, her weak body prevented her from sitting up.
Didi didi.
The monitor sounded a piercing alarm. This was Hu Pingping's heartbeat, pulse and blood pressure, which had reached a very dangerous critical value.
"Meng Chuan, if you really do this, I will never let you go!"
Meng Chuan said coldly: "Being a ghost? I'm not afraid of you when you're a human being, let alone dead. It's better to be a ghost. If you're a ghost, you have to pay me back!"
Hu Pingping opened her mouth and gasped for air, but no matter how hard she breathed, the air seemed to suddenly become thicker and she could not breathe into her lungs.
At this time, the alarm sound of the monitor became more and more harsh and urgent.
Meng Chuan looked coldly at the dying Hu Pingping, and sneered: "Are you pretending to be dead again? You idiot, if you can, die here. I'll see if you are really dead or fake."
At this moment, an angry shout suddenly came from outside the ward door.
"Liu Jun, throw this person out!" Meng Chuan was startled by this angry shout.
But before he could turn around and take a closer look at the person coming, he felt his back collar being lifted up, and then his body rose into the air. After the sky was spinning, there was a bang, and then severe pain spread from his body.
But in the blink of an eye, Meng Chuan, who weighed more than 100 kilograms, was grabbed by Liu Jun and thrown out of the ward like a little chicken.
And the seven or eight big men outside the door basically met the same fate as him.
Nearly ten people were lying in a huddle in the corridor outside the hospital ward. It was a spectacular scene.
"You little idiot, you're quite capable."
Meng Chuan raised his head and saw a young and mischievous face.
He was very familiar with this kind of smell. Those second generations with extraordinary backgrounds all had this smell, including himself.
It's just that the young man in front of him has brought this naughty aura to the extreme.
Due to the keen feeling between the second generation and the second generation, Meng Chuan did not explode in the first place.
"When a person dies, there is nothing. Seeing that everyone is like that, you still have to force yourself to get a penny?"