Driving to the entrance of the hospital, Ji Yun turned to look at one of his subordinates and said, "Are you clear about everything I told you?"
"Brother, don't worry." His subordinate responded.
Ji Yun nodded slightly, responded, and waved his hand to signal the other party to get off.
Immediately, Ji Yun drove the car to a nearby parking space and parked it in a dark corner under the shade of a tree.
Feng Qiusong must have arranged for someone to take care of and protect Feng Hao in the hospital. If they discover him, the plan will be ruined. Ji Yun is also a little uneasy. It is not easy to do this well. If
If possible, he would rather do it himself.
Unfortunately, his face was too familiar, and once Feng Qiusong's people recognized it, they would inevitably fail. For this reason, Ji Yun had to find another unfamiliar face to do the job.
Time passed minute by minute, and every minute seemed as long as a year.
Ji Yun kept smoking, and after a while, cigarette butts were scattered on the ground.
Ji Yun doesn't understand why Yang Ling wants him to encourage Li Qing to do this. Isn't this putting him in danger? He obviously wants to intensify the conflict between Li Qing and Feng Qiusong, why does he do this? If Feng Qiusong really
By blaming him for this matter, wouldn't it mean that Li Qing was getting an advantage in vain?
However, since this was Yang Ling's order, Ji Yun had no reason to refuse.
He didn't feel comfortable asking in detail. He thought, since Yang Ling did this, there must be a reason why he had to do it, right?
About half an hour later, his subordinates walked out of the hospital in a hurry.
After leaving the hospital gate, he looked around and then walked towards Ji Yun.
"Brother."
"Get in the car." Ji Yun shouted quickly.
The subordinate responded, hurriedly opened the car door and got in.
"How is it?" Ji Yun asked impatiently.
"It's done, make sure it's clean and tidy," the subordinate responded.
Ji Yun breathed a sigh of relief, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Feng Qiusong's people will find out soon, let's leave as soon as possible."
While talking, Ji Yun started the car and drove away quickly.
Sure enough, a moment later, the nurse found Feng Hao dead on the hospital bed and quickly called the doctor.
Afterwards, Feng Qiusong also hurried over.
However, it was already too late, Feng Hao was no longer breathing.
"What the hell is going on? Didn't you tell me he was fine? Why is this happening?" Feng Qiusong grabbed the doctor's collar and asked angrily.
"I...I don't know. It may be that his internal injuries suddenly caused his heart to stop." The doctor said in a panic. "The specific reason still needs detailed anatomy to know."
"Anatomy? I'll explain it." Feng Qiusong kicked him out.
Your own son is already dead, why do you want to dissect his body?
Moreover, Feng Qiusong was so angry that he had no time to think about it. He stubbornly believed that Yang Ling's beating yesterday must have caused Feng Hao's internal injuries to be so severe that he died suddenly.
"Yang Ling, if I, Feng Qiusong, don't kill you, I will never be a human being." Feng Qiusong said through gritted teeth, with cold murderous intent bursting out of his eyes.
"Mr. Feng, my condolences." His subordinate stepped forward and said comfortingly.
With a "pop" sound, Feng Qiusong slapped him hard and said angrily: "I asked you to stay in the hospital and take good care of the young master. Why didn't you call the doctor if there was anything wrong with him? If you found out in time and called the doctor,
, how could he die? You losers, I want you to bury my son with him."
After he finished speaking, Feng Qiusong kicked him hard again.
With a "bang", the subordinate was kicked to the ground.
The subordinates did not dare to resist. They lowered their heads and said nothing. Their hearts were trembling and their whole bodies were shaking uncontrollably.
"You'd better kill yourself before I do it, otherwise, I will have your whole family buried with you." Feng Qiusong said viciously.
At this time, he completely fell into madness and completely lost his reason and thinking.
How much effort had he put into Feng Hao since he was a child? Although Feng Hao failed to live up to his expectations and always caused him trouble, he was his son after all. Now, if a white-haired man gives a black-haired man, what will happen to Feng Qiusong?
Maybe calm?
Looking at the cold corpse lying on the hospital bed, Feng Qiusong burst into tears. He had been fighting for fame and fortune all his life, and he had done countless wrong things, but he never expected that they would be repaid to his son. Could this be cause and effect?
Retribution? No, not retribution, it's Yang Ling.
Feng Qiusong's eyes were full of anger and hatred. He held Feng Hao's hand tightly and said coldly: "Don't worry, dad will avenge you. I want him to die worse than you, a hundred times more painful than you."
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This move was indeed beyond his expectation.
He knew clearly that Yang Ling would deal with him sooner or later, but he never thought that Yang Ling would do it so quickly, and that he would dare to do so. He regretted that he thought too much. If he didn't have so many worries, he would have dealt with Yang Ling earlier.
If we take action, maybe things like today won't happen.
Taking out his mobile phone, Feng Qiusong dialed Zhao Shan's number, "Send me brothers immediately, I want Yang Ling to die."
Zhao Shan was stunned for a moment and asked in surprise: "Mr. Feng, what happened?"
"Didn't you hear what I said?" Feng Qiusong said coldly.
Zhao Shan couldn't help but be startled. Feng Qiusong had never spoken to him like this before. It was so unusual that he suddenly felt a little strange. However, it seemed that now was not the time to continue questioning.
"Mr. Feng, we don't know where Yang Ling lives, and it's useless to summon the brothers." Zhao Shan replied.
"Then go to Li Xiyu, go to the school, and catch that girl back to me. I don't believe that Yang Ling will show up if that girl is in my hands." Feng Qiusong said coldly.
"Okay, I'll do it right away." Zhao Shan responded quickly.
Then, he hung up the phone.
"Son, watch out. Dad will definitely make him pay with blood and let him die without a body intact." Feng Qiusong said coldly.
Losing a father in youth, losing a father in middle age, or losing a son in old age is undoubtedly the most painful thing in life.
Yang Ling clearly wanted to do this to cut off his descendants. How could Feng Qiusong endure it? At this time, he didn't care about so many things. No matter what the price, he wanted Yang Ling to pay with blood and life for life.
Not long after, Feng Qiusong's phone rang. It was Zhao Shan.
"Say!" Feng Qiusong said coldly.
"Mr. Feng, I just went to the school to check, and that girl is not in the school." Zhao Shan replied.
Feng Qiusong couldn't help but was stunned, and his brows knit together tightly. It seemed that Yang Ling had planned everything in advance.