The car was almost speeding and even ran several red lights in a row, but she still felt slow and wanted to grab the steering wheel from the driver's hand.
However, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes tightly and leaned back on the chair.
I was already in a bad mood, and receiving a call from Yan Xixi made it even worse.
Wang Yi, the assistant and bodyguard next to him, was also very uneasy, but did not dare to speak.
Finally, the car stopped at the hospital.
Wang Yi wanted to help her, but she had already opened the car door on her own and rushed to the ward in rapid strides.
The door of the emergency room was closed tightly. Next to it, Zhang Xiang and Yang Yong sat. As soon as they saw her, they stood up immediately.
Zhang Xiang's face was covered in blood, and Yang Yong also suffered some minor injuries.
Liu Daqing asked in a deep voice, "How is Donglin?"
Zhang Xiang bit the bullet and said: "Third Young Master was shot once and is being rescued..."
"Where's Liu Bing?"
"Liu Bing is dead."
Liu Daqing's heart sank, but she didn't ask anything else and just stood aside quietly. Even she never expected that this wave of attacks would come so quickly and violently.
Obviously, the other party has jumped over the wall in a hurry. Since he can't get anything, he simply kills Wang Donglin. This way, it will be settled once and for all.
In just a few hours, her hair quickly turned gray.
However, no one around her could comfort her, nor did they dare. Everyone was staring at the door of the operating room, and every minute and every second turned into extreme suffering.
Finally, the door opened.
When Liu Daqing stood up, his legs were almost numb.
The attending doctor came over and was extremely polite: "Madam..."
"What's wrong with Donglin?"
The doctor looked embarrassed, but told the truth: "The third young master was seriously injured. Although we have removed the shrapnel, he is still unconscious. If there is no sign of bleeding in his skull within two days, he will be fine."
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Liu Daqing was very nervous: "What if there is intracranial hemorrhage?"
"We need to observe it for 48 hours first. We will do another lumbar puncture tomorrow to check whether there are red blood cells in the cerebrospinal fluid. Only after confirming the absorption of bleeding can we make an accurate judgment."
"Thank you for your hard work."
"You're welcome, madam."
The doctors filed out.
Liu Daqing stood at the door.
The intensive care unit is closed, and even a visit is not allowed.
Wang Yi supported her: "Madam, please go back and rest first, then come back tomorrow."
Liu Daqing walked a few steps and then turned back: "Yang Yong, you guys are waiting here in shifts, and there must be no mistakes for 24 hours. Zhang Xiang, please accompany me to the company."
Zhang Xiang and others immediately followed.
Liu Daqing rarely goes to his son's office.
In the past ten years, Wang Donglin began to fully take over the family's business. In the first few years, it was prosperous and the core business grew year by year. In the next five years, the focus completely shifted to Europe, and the domestic business gradually became silent.
Ren Zhong Cha Liang, once famous for a while, is now so unknown that the outside world doesn’t know much about this family.
However, some key things have always existed, like this office.
One of the prosperous office buildings in the prime location belongs to Wang Donglin, and he spends a lot of time here. There are not many business secrets here, but there are some special information that cannot be removed in time.
When Liu Daqing entered, he saw that the corridor on the seventh floor was in a mess, with broken glass, sawdust, and flying debris all over the floor...even the display panels were filled with dense bullet holes.
