Fang Haojun made so many things to kill Teng Yuanyu with the reason to avenge Teng Yuanyu. How could Tong Shuya plead for him?
The above Guan Rui knew about Tong Shuya, and she was restrained even if she didn't kill Fang Haojun himself.
"Since there isn't, there's no need to worry about it."
"Is this really good?" Yuanye was still a little worried.
"Mommy is not the kind of person who looks like a person and has the next one, and he will not be merciful to his former lover's subordinates." Shangguan Rui said indifferently, and looked at Sikong Lingge deeply.
Sikong Lingge bit his lips and felt dim.
She understood what Shangguan Rui had at that glance meant—
Shangguan Rui was pointing at the mulberry and scolding the locust, implying that he was both faced and was obsessed with his old lover.
The fact is indeed as Shangguan Rui said. Sikong Lingge knew that he was in the wrong and did not open his eyes and did not speak.
"I get it." Yuanye nodded.
With Shangguan Rui's confirmation, they can "handle" that old guy Fang Haojun with peace of mind.
Next, Shangguan Rui talked with Yuanye and the others for more than half an hour and unanimously decided to "handle" Fang Haojun as soon as possible, so as not to leave any chance for Fang, so as not to regenerate the spring breeze.
Several people chatted for a while, and Shangguan Rui was tired.
Sikong Lingge immediately helped him leave.
Passing by the intensive care unit just now, Sikong Lingge's footsteps couldn't help but stop and his eyes turned inside.
The ward has been cleaned up long ago, and there is no one except the bed and necessary instruments.
The huge room was empty, exuding a deep sense of loneliness and a breath of death.
Sikong Lingge couldn't help but shivered.
Shangguan Rui narrowed his narrow eyes and glanced at Sikong Lingge lightly. His black eyes suddenly became dark and bright, and a flash of light flashed quickly.
Without saying anything, he helped him back to the ward.
Although the anesthetic has subsided, the impact is still there.
Shangguan Rui looked tired, and there was a faint shadow in his eyes.
Sikong Lingge helped Shangguan Rui on the bed and lay down. He carefully checked his wounds and confirmed that there was no crack or blood leakage because of the moment when he was walking, so he felt relieved and covered Shangguan Rui with a quilt.
"Lying down and resting." After the arrangement of Shangguan Rui, Sikong Lingge turned around and prepared to call back to Shangguan's house to ask about the child's condition.
As soon as he turned around, his wrist was tightly clamped.
He immediately turned around nervously and asked in panic, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? You have to call the doctor right away-"
Shangguan Rui interrupted calmly, "Call in the knowledge and action."
Sikong Lingge nodded and called Shangguan Zhixing.
Shangguan Zhixing heard that Shangguan Rui called her, and was very nervous. He thought something was wrong with Shangguan Rui's body, so he rushed in with an anxious look on his face.
"Brother? What's wrong? Is there a problem with the wound? I'll arrange it immediately and check it for you."
"I'm fine." Shangguan Rui glanced at her lightly, lifted the quilt off the bed, and put on his coat.
"Shangguan Rui?"
"Big brother?"
Sikong Lingge and Shangguan Zhixing were stunned at the same time and spoke in unison.
"Export the hospital procedures and arrange the car." Shangguan Rui said in his clothes.
“Where to go?”
Sikong Lingge and Shangguan Zhixing once again spoke in unison.