He Wenchao, whose hands were scrapped, had no strength to drive, so he had to take a taxi to the hospital for treatment.
After arriving at the hospital, He Wenchao was pushed into the emergency room for emergency treatment. After some rescue, He Wenchao finally saved his life, but his arm still could not be effectively treated.
At this time, the core figures of the He family also came to hear the news. When they saw He Wenchao's appearance, they were immediately shocked.
He Wenchao's left arm drooped softly on his side, raising upwards in an abnormal curve, while at his elbow, it was empty and nothing was left.
He Wenchao's right arm was also suffering from severe pain, causing his eyebrows to twist together, and his whole head was about to explode. He twitched all over and kept trembling.
When He Wenchao's father, He Jianguo, saw his son turning into such a miserable appearance, was furious and shouted: "Who did it? Which bastard dared to destroy my son!"
He Jianguo is a tall and burly man. At this moment, he stood there with a glaring eyes, emitting a terrifying aura all over his body!
At this time, He Wenchao endured the pain and said with great frustration: "Dad, it's... Ye Fan who made me like this. He not only tilted his sister's mouth, but also mine.
The arm is ruined...Woooooooooooooooo...I'm not willing! I'm not willing!"
You should know that He Jianguo has always regarded He Wenchao as his future successor. In order to cultivate He Wenchao, the He family spent a lot of energy and resources. As a result, He Wenchao has become a useless person. How could He Jianguo swallow this anger?
He heard his beloved son's crying, He Jianguo was instantly angry, and then he said harshly on the spot, saying, "Son! Don't worry, dad here promises you that he will never let that bastard named Ye be spared! Wait
Then, I will avenge your grudge for you! I will definitely make that mischief worse than death and kneel at your feet to repent! How can my son of the He family be bullied at will!"
After hearing He Jianguo's promise, He Wenchao's face relaxed a little. Then, he showed a hideous expression and said gritting his teeth, "Dad, I want to castrate that dog thing with my own hands! I want him to taste the world's whole world.
Torture! I want to torture him to death!”
Seeing the resentful expression on his son's face, He Jianguo nodded heavily and agreed.
"Don't worry! How much you want to torture him, my dad will torture him for you!"
"But the most urgent task is to cure your arm..."
Speaking of this, He Jianguo turned around and asked to the attending physician with a serious look on his face: "Doctor! Is my son's arm still saved?"
"this......"
The attending physician's expression seemed a little awkward.
Seeing this, He Jianguo quickly urged: "You're so stupid! You said quickly, is my son really unable to recover?!"
At this time, the attending physician said apologetically: "Mr. He, I'm angry that I'm not very knowledgeable. The injury to He Shao's arm is something I have never met in my medical practice for decades. I'm really helpless...
Please ask Gao Ming!”
Suddenly, He Jianguo's face suddenly pulled down, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes. He asked coldly: "What do you mean is that my son's arm is unsaved?"
"Well! I'm afraid no one can cure He Shao's arm even if Hua Tuo is alive and Bian Que is reborn!"
The attending doctor shook his head and sighed.
As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, He Jianguo was so angry that he slapped him on the spot and scolded him fiercely: "Shut up your special code! If you are not capable, don't mess with others here, who should I scare you?! I
How come your son's arm is helpless? You quack doctors are all very good at eating! Get out of here, get out of here! Get out of here!"
After being slapped in the face, the attending doctor did not dare to refute anything, and left the room in shame with his head down.
After the attending doctor left, He Jianguo sat next to He Wenchao's bed and said earnestly: "Son, don't believe the quack doctor's words. He is talking nonsense. Dad will definitely find someone to cure your arm!"
"Dad! Can you really do it?" He Wenchao raised his head and looked at his dad with anticipation, asking hopefully.
"I am your father, what do you think?" He Jianguo gently stroked He Wenchao's shoulder with his hands, comforting his son in a gentle tone.
He Wenchao heard his father's words and tears burst out from his eyes again. Then he lay on his father's chest and said, "Dad! I don't want to be a useless person! I want to be a person with sound hands... Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo
!”
However, just when He Wenchao was desperate, at this moment, an old man in Tang suit hurriedly walked into the door, who was the old housekeeper of the He family.
The old butler said excitedly: "Master! Good thing! That's a great thing!"
"What a good thing? Tell me quickly!" He Jianguo asked anxiously. This chapter has been completed!