Wu Xiaobo and Zhou Xing almost arrived on the front and back feet.

"Director Zhou, our President Wu was almost stabbed to death by two gangsters in your jurisdiction, and even the most basic personal safety is not guaranteed, so how can we taxpayers run the business with peace of mind!"

"Our group pays more than one billion yuan in taxes to the district a year, what is all this money for!"

"If you do not give us a satisfactory answer to this matter, we will reserve the right to appeal......"

Wu Xiaobo is very imposing, and he doesn't give Zhou Xing face at all, and he just counts down for a while.

It's all about taking oneself as the one who suffers the loss.

Although Junheng Group has not been established for a long time, it is the first major taxpayer in the jurisdiction.

Wu Xiaobo has the confidence to speak like this.

changed to a small company with average strength, and he really didn't dare to argue with the deputy director of Zhou Xing like him.

Zhou Xing had a headache after hearing Wu Xiaobo's complaints, and felt that he was a part-time worker, and he was stronger than Wu Jun, the boss.

"Lawyer Wu, the bureau attaches great importance to this matter, and has set up a special team overnight to investigate, and after the case is clarified, we will definitely give you a satisfactory answer. Zhou Xing patiently explained with a smiling face.

Wu Xiaobo snorted coldly and said: "If Director Zhou has anything to say, just tell me, I am fully responsible for this matter, our President Wu has been frightened and needs to rest well, so don't come to disturb our President Wu." ”

Zhou Xing glanced at Wu Jun, who looked like usual next to him, Okay, you said that if you were frightened, you were frightened......

Hou Ting is still in the operating room and has not come out, her confession will definitely not be available for a while, and the injury evaluation is not an overnight thing.

The premise of everything has to wait for Ting to wake up before proceeding.

After Zhou Xing and several policemen briefly asked a few words about Hou Ting's situation, they stayed at the door of the operating room for a while, left a contact information and left with Wu Xiaobo.

Around 1:10 a.m.

The door to the operating room finally opened.

Several doctors in dark green surgical gowns came out of it.

Wu Jun hurriedly stepped forward and said with a concerned expression: "Doctor, how is the operation going?"

"Are you the family members of the injured?" The doctor in charge of the surgeon looked puzzled when he saw Wu Jun and the others.

I did an operation, why did I wait for someone outside to be replaced?

What about the big man before?

Wu Jun nodded and said, "Yes, we are family members, and the one before was a well-wisher and has left." ”

"Oh, the operation was successful, I'm putting the finishing touches on it, I'll be out in a while, and she'll wake up after the anesthesia, and it's estimated that it's around early in the morning. The doctor looked tired and didn't bother to study it in detail, whether it was a well-wisher or a patient's family, it had little to do with him.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you. Hearing that the operation was successful, Wu Jun breathed a sigh of relief.

Hou Ting had lost so much blood when he sent it, and the injured part was his head, he was really worried that Hou Ting would have something to do, and he would not be able to explain it to her family when the time came.

"When she wakes up, drink some water first, and don't eat for eight hours......" The doctor explained a few more words to Wu Jun, and the group left.

It took about ten minutes after the doctor left for several medical staff to push Hou Ting out.

When he saw that Hou Ting's head was wrapped in gauze and her hair had disappeared, Wu Jun's heart tightened, and he blamed himself in his heart.

Hair is a woman's second face, and women have always attached the most importance to hair, and a beautiful hair can best convey their own beauty and charm.

For a beauty-loving woman, losing her hair is simply disfigured.

Hou Ting's wound was on the head, and cutting off her hair was a normal operation, but Wu Jun was only worried about her safety, but ignored this.

"Are you family members? After you were hospitalized, was it in that ward?" a medical staff member asked interrupted Wu Jun's thoughts.

"Uh......" Wu Jun was stunned for a moment, the doctor in the emergency room did tell him a sentence before, but he forgot about it.

"Are you supposed to be ......" The medical staff looked surprised after seeing Wu Jun's expression.

Angel said on the side: "Our ward is on the 8th floor 801. ”

“801......”

When a group of medical staff heard Angel's ward number, they had surprised expressions on their faces at the same time.

801 is the most expensive VIP intensive care unit in this hospital, and it costs thousands of dollars a day.

"Thank you, Angel. Wu Jun cast a grateful glance at Angel.

Angel shook her head and said, "I owe her a great favor, and no amount of things I can do for her will be enough." ”

Wu Jun was stunned for a moment after hearing Angel's words, and was slightly distracted.

If you want to say that you owe it, you also owe it to Hou Ting...... I owe her life.

When the medical staff helped push Hou Ting to the ward, it was already half past one in the morning.

Wu Jun summoned two farmers to guard the door.

Angel and the farmer, the grandfather and grandson, left with peace of mind.

After sending the two away, only Wu Jun and Hou Ting on the hospital bed were left in the room.

Wu Jun moved a stool and sat in front of the hospital bed, looking at Hou Ting lying on the hospital bed, his eyes were very complicated.

Tenderness is accompanied by self-blame and distress.

At this moment, although Hou Ting looked depressed due to excessive blood loss, her face was pale, and her hair was shaved.

But in Wu Jun's eyes, she is more beautiful than ever.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Wu Jun was really sleepy, so he crawled directly on the edge and fell asleep.

Early the next morning.

Hou Ting on the hospital bed slowly opened her eyes, and she was greeted by a handsome face with a sunny smile.

Wu Jun: Why is he here?

You must be dreaming, right?

Hou Ting recognized Wu Jun at a glance, but it didn't feel real, as if she was dreaming.

Then, the pre-coma footage of last night began to reconstruct in her mind.

Hou Ting's appearance seemed to be asleep, her expression became confused, and her eyes began to become extremely scattered.

At last night's birthday dinner, Wu Jun gave her a bouquet and a big cake, but she was trapped in the elevator, and the two gangsters broke out.

Everything she experienced last night flashed in Hou Ting's mind like a slideshow.

Hou Ting seemed to have a nightmare with her eyes open, her body trembled, and two tears came out of the corners of her eyes.

"Sister Ting, wake up, how do you feel? ”

"Sister Ting?"

"It's me, Wu Jun. ”

Wu Jun was startled when he saw Hou Ting's reaction, shook his hands in front of her nervously, and kept calling her name.

was called by Wu Jun like this, Hou Ting seemed to have been woken up from her sleep, and she was much more conscious.

"Am I not dreaming?Is it really you, Wu Jun?, we're not dead?" Hou Ting's mouth opened, and a hoarse voice sounded.

After Wu Jun saw that Hou Ting had returned to some normal, he breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed her hand and said, "It's my Sister Ting, it's not a dream, we are not dead, and I will not let anyone hurt you from now on." ”