On the surface, Du Tianheng's condition has always been locked in the hands of the Du family themselves.

In fact, the outside world's speculation about Du Tianheng's condition has never stopped.

Several senior executives of the group have also visited Du's house in the news to visit the condition.

However, management at their level has signed a confidentiality agreement, and even if there are opponents of Du Shiyin, they dare not stand up and tell the truth to the media.

The media has never had a real hammer, proving that Du Tianheng is on the verge of death.

Once this news breaks out tonight, it will undoubtedly be a catastrophe for Du Shiyin.

Opponents within the Tianheng Group will further pressure Du Shiyin to agree to the board's decision to re-elect a new person at the helm of the group.

And this person at the helm will fall nine times out of ten. Because Du Shiyin herself once admitted that her status in the group is now all maintained on the residual prestige of her father Du Tianheng.

If her father dies, she will lose control of the group and may even be swept away.

All of this, although it is just my guess, is not far from ten.

I can't let Du Shiyin lose.

Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others. I inevitably have to cover up the past for her in this matter.

And there can only be one choice to cover up this matter perfectly in front of this pair of eyes and cameras.

Wake up Du Tianheng, let him face the camera, and let everyone see him open his eyes.

But how easy is that?

His eight veins and five internal organs are on the verge of failure. If you want to wake him up, you will have to spend a lot of True Qi. And just now, I was already almost unable to move an inch due to the backlash of the Blood Tribulation Sutra.

I don't know what kind of damage I will do to myself if I continue to expend a lot of True Qi.

I only know that if I don't wake up Du Tianheng today, I will lose everything I have gained now.

My chance to turn around, my chance to get revenge, my chance to make my family and friends better.

Not only that, Du Shiyin will also become my new enemy.

I suddenly missed the mysterious man inexplicably, and if he reappeared and could help me out of the puzzle, would I change my opinion of him.

I was scared of my thoughts, and I was dizzy from the oppression of reality.

This world has always been cruel, I have long understood it, and fate is like sailing against the current, and if you don't forge ahead, you can only go backwards.

I can't retreat, I have a deep hatred of blood in the front, and I have the hatred of taking my wife, and I shoulder the responsibility of Ren Qiang's inexplicable death.

I still have guilt for Liu Xiaoyue, responsibility for my son Di Hong, and desire and pursuit of unknown love!

I can't give up, in my dictionary, there has never been that word.

If I give up today, it is likely that in the future, I will never have the courage to face myself again. All my hopes and all my future will be wiped out in an instant.

"Mr. Di, what are you thinking?"

"We just want to restore the truth, please tell us the extent of Mr. Du's illness. ”

......

I took a deep breath, opened my eyes, faced them, smiled and said, "He's fine." ”

"It's okay? What do you mean it's okay? Look at him, his lips are purple, his face is dark, his eyes are sunken, and he has two terrible scars on his head. The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked reporter suddenly shouted.

The others echoed for a while, and I suddenly realized that this thin man was the culprit of the day.

A wave of anger ignited in my chest, I walked over, put my arms around the thin man's shoulders, sneered at him as he struggled in my arms, and said to him, "This journalist friend, are you a doctor, or am I a doctor?"

"You are," he said angrily.

"Then you are talking so much nonsense, what are your intentions? Why do I think that you want the Du family to die immediately. You must know that your thoughts, the Du family and Mr. Du himself, will be very unhappy, don't believe you to ask him. ”

With a frightened expression on his face, he looked at me suspiciously, and stammered: "Why, how do you ask, he has passed out." ”

"Let's wake him up," I said.