It seemed that he had known for a long time that this operation would lead to a near-death operation and the chance of survival was slim. Luo Lei was more concerned about the aftermath.
Jing Jiaren's whole body felt like she had fallen into an ice cave, and the huge chill gripped her like the hand of the god of death.
"Luo Jian, wake up... stop joking with me..."
"Luo Jian... you owe Xin Nuan and Bill yet to repay..."
"Luo Lei, you coward! Coward!"
Jing Jiaren's mood suddenly became intense and she reached out to shake him awake.
A nurse grabbed her shoulders: "Miss, calm down... The operation to remove the bullet from the brain is inherently dangerous. It would take a miracle to survive. He had signed a pre-operative life and death agreement before the operation...
"
Jing Jiaren tried to calm herself down: "Aren't they the high-tech personnel he specially hired from abroad?"
"That's a human being, not God! They have tried their best..."
At this time, the sound of neat footsteps knocked on the deserted ground.
Three or five people in smart suits came around the corner.
"Hello, are you Ms. Jing?" One of them took out his professional license plate, "I am the personal assistant hired by Mr. Rorey Assos Peloron. I will take over and take care of all his funeral affairs...
"
…
Ji Ziang was wearing a brown plush bathrobe, sitting slanted in front of the elegant desk, doing the final handover of work.
After the wedding of course comes the honeymoon…
He woke up early in the morning and participated in more than a dozen video conferences.
"Master," the bodyguard chief hurriedly walked in, bowed his head and said, "We just got the news that Mr. Peloron's operation failed..."
Ji Ziang raised his eyebrows without any surprise.
He has been secretly monitoring Luo Lei's actions, and he hired a brain doctor from abroad a long time ago.
The operation has been delayed, and he also expected the reason.
Early this morning, he received the news that Luo Lei was going to have surgery.
"Really dead?" Ji Ziang asked with an elegant smile, "Didn't he fake his death?"
"This is a video of the entire operation process..."
The bodyguard placed an SD card on the table.
When he learned that the operation would be performed in this hospital, Ji Ziang told the hospital that the surveillance video of the operation must be turned on throughout the entire process.
"Master, at that time the bullet hit an important part of the skull. It would be extremely life-threatening to take it out. Moreover, more than three years later, his head was compressed by the bullet, causing nervousness... There is no chance of surviving this operation."
Ji Ziang responded casually, took out the SD card and inserted it into the SD disk to read the video.
He has always been a cautious person.
After watching the video and confirming that there was no problem, he straightened his collar and stood up: "Prepare the car."
"Where are you going, Master?"
"The hospital..." He smiled and twirled the wedding ring in his hand, "Of course I'm going to visit him."
See if he is dead...
See if he has been replaced.
Wen Xinnuan stayed in the master bedroom for a long time and was almost getting moldy. She quietly opened the door and walked forward quietly...
She knew that Ji Ziang's study was not far from the master bedroom, which was the only way for her to leave the bedroom.
The result was so fatal that after she took a few steps, the study door opened.
Ji Ziang strode out and saw Wen Xinnuan, who was like a thief: "Why, you are still tiptoeing around in your own home?"