Chapter 947 Difficult Treatment Process
Inside the wooden villa, Yang Haoran let out a long breath.
Even with his strength, long-term uninterrupted nervous tension made him feel exhausted.
There was sweat seeping out from my forehead, and I was about to reach out to wipe it away.
A fragrant little hand took a small towel and wiped it on his forehead.
"Big brother is sweating, it must be very hard, right?
This is the water I poured just now, you take a sip first."
Yang Haoran smiled slightly, took the water glass handed over by Fan Tingting, and drank it all in one gulp.
Qiu Muge seemed to be more exhausted than Yang Haoran, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.
He just didn't sleep all night, and he looked very haggard.
At this time, he saw that Yang Haoran had removed everything, so he hurried up.
"Mr. Yang, how is my father's condition? When will he wake up?"
Yang Haoran was speechless: "This is just a blood exchange, how can you wake up so soon?
However, the blood transfusion was successful and the subsequent treatment was much simpler.
Please clean up this place quickly, don’t you think it’s very messy?”
Looking at the things scattered on the ground and the several basins of blood that had been replaced, Qimuge nodded hurriedly.
I quickly packed it up without any complaints.
Nangong Lingjue took the initiative to help, not for his sake, but for Yang Haoran's sake.
While Yang Haoran was sitting and resting, Qimuge and Nangong Lingjue had already tidied up the room.
Qi Muge stood aside obediently, watching Yang Haoran hesitate to speak.
He wished he could see Dolinger wake up now, but he would never dare to rush Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran was the only hope to save his father. If he was upset, the consequences would be serious.
While Qi Muge was feeling anxious, Yang Haoran's eyes were already aimed at him.
The grinning expression made Qimuge feel very uncomfortable, and he shivered as if he had been electrocuted.
"Mr. Yang, do you have any other instructions?"
Yang Haoran waved his hand: "I don't have any instructions, but you won't be needed for the next thing.
There are more important things for you to do."
Qi Muge's body was shocked: "What did Mr. Yang say?
What could be more important than watching my father wake up?"
Yang Haoran shook his head, with a meaningful look on his face.
"You said the opposite. It's my business to wake up your father and it has nothing to do with you.
But if you don’t do some things, you may not even have a chance to make up for it!
Even after your father wakes up, he can't change the situation!"
Qimuge's pupils shrank, he thought of something, and he couldn't help but panic.
"But, it's Mr. Yang.
I know this kind of thing is urgent, but if my father cannot be revived, what can I do?"
Yang Haoran looked at Qimuge with a serious face.
"You have a lot to do, but at least you have to delay it and don't let Tengri make things irreversible.
Otherwise, even if I cure your father, everything we have done before will be in vain!"
Qi Muge's breathing was a little rapid, and he felt very nervous at the thought of facing Tengger alone.
"Delay for time? How long do you want to delay?
If it takes too long, I’m afraid Tengger won’t agree!”
Yang Haoran stretched out a finger and said with great certainty: "One day.
It only takes one day. At this time tomorrow, I guarantee that your father will appear in front of everyone in the manor."
His wooden eyes were shining brightly, and his breathing became rapid.
"One day? If it's just one day, I think I can still do it.
Even if I don’t care about my dignity, I will try to postpone it for one day!
Then I will go now, and my father will ask Mr. Yang!"
As he spoke, Qimuge turned to leave.
"Wait a minute, if you just leave like this, aren't you afraid of being tricked to death by Tengger?"
Yang Haoran's words made Qi Muge pause for a moment as he took two steps, with a strange expression.
I'm a little unsure of Yang Haoran's routine.
It was Yang Haoran who asked him to leave quickly, fearing that things would be delayed.
Now it is Yang Haoran who is telling him not to go. What kind of trouble is this?
"Nangong Lingjue, just go with him.
Don’t worry about anything else, just make sure this guy doesn’t get beaten to death!”
Nangong Lingjue was slightly startled, but agreed without hesitation.
Qimuge looked moved: "Thank you, Mr. Yang, for your thoughtful consideration.
After this incident is over, I must thank Mr. Yang again."
Yang Haoran waved his hand, and Qimuge left quickly accompanied by Nangong Lingjue.
Fan Tingting blinked and asked Yang Haoran.
"Brother, what did you ask that guy to do? Why can't I understand?"
Yang Haoran smiled and reached out to touch Fan Tingting's little head.
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, as long as the guy understands.
With Nangong Lingjue accompanying him, nothing will happen to him even if he lacks the courage.
Forget it, we don’t have to worry about their business, it’s business to revive Dollinger quickly.”
In the hall of Dollinger Manor, all the people who should arrive gathered together.
Due to Qimuge's absence, his sixteen-year-old brother Qimuco was assigned to guard the crystal coffin.
At this time, he looked submissive and very aggrieved.
He had just been scolded by Tengri and did not dare to resist at all.
At this moment, Tengger didn't feel any sadness at all, but looked very proud.
According to formal procedures, Dollinger will be buried tomorrow.
Before that, Tengger had to do something big, and he had to stabilize the situation in advance.
"All members of the Dollinger family, as well as the heads of the family industry, are now heading to the side hall.
This is Mr. Tengger’s order and we have important matters to discuss.”
From the loudspeaker, the loud sound spread throughout the hall.
Everyone in the hall was whispering to each other and discussing.
"Go to the side hall to discuss important matters? What is Mr. Tengri going to do?"
"Are you planning to announce that in advance? Are you so impatient?"
"Forget it, this is something we can't control. Let's go quickly."
One after another, people walked towards the side hall.
As a member of the Dolinger family, Qi Mucuo was naturally among those summoned.
At this time, he followed everyone to the side hall with a depressed look on his face.
In the side hall, Tengger sat at the chairman's seat at the conference table.
Standing behind him was a lawyer about forty years old with a serious look on his face.
On the large conference table in front of Tengger, there was a text agreement that had just been printed.
A venomous snake-like light flashed in Tengger's eyes, and his expression revealed an excited and impatient look.
After doing so much planning before, it’s finally time to reap the rewards.
He will finally officially become the master of the family!
This chapter has been completed!
