Chapter 98: The Blue Dragon Gang

At National Taiwan University Hospital in Taipei City, Li Wenyuan and several people quickly rushed to the inpatient department. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When I came to the ward, there were three bodyguards dressed in black outside the ward, and when I saw Lang Ming, I respectfully called Mr. Lang.

Walking into the room, the doctor was gathered around the bed.

The patient on the bed was Langming's father, dying, with a ventilator attached to the other end of the mask.

Seeing Lang Ming, the doctor gestured, meaning to talk outside.

Li Wenyuan stood in the ward, although he didn't know much about the role of these advanced instruments, but through observation, he also knew that Lang Ming's father's condition was very bad.

Look at the gods, breathe finely.

Look, dark and withered.

Looking at the shape, thin and solid.

Looking, lethargic and not waking up.

Walking to the bedside, Li Wenyuan, after obtaining the consent of the nurse, called for Lang Ming's father.

Check its pulse again, it is very fine and very soft, it seems to be there or not, and the number is unknown, but it is actually the deficiency of yin and yang, qi and blood, and the danger of dying.

"Mr. Li, how's it going?" On the side, Anan asked in a low voice.

Li Wenyuan shook his head gently, although according to the records in the "Immortal Family Prescription", it is not that there is no way to return to the sky, but at this time, it is also difficult to come.

Moreover, the mortal womb of the flesh has a time to come and a day to go, and the number of people's lives has been determined.

After a while, Lang Ming returned to the ward, and the Western doctor had already explained the situation to him, and at this time, his sadness was a little heavier.

Just now, Lang Ming's father had stopped beating and had already been rescued once, saying that he had picked up a life from before the ghost gate was closed, but in fact, in the process of rescue, the pain suffered by people could not be measured by any pain standard at all.

Lang Ming walked past Li Wenyuan, came to the bedside, and looked at the old man on the hospital bed who was dying, and his heart was full of pain.

Such a face, which had been detached, was covered with bones, and was completely a skeleton that was still alive.

"Father......" Slowly, Lang Ming's father opened his eyes, and Lang Ming shouted softly.

Everyone present couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised, thinking that a miracle had happened.

However, only Li Wenyuan's heart was always calm, and there were no ripples and fluctuations, because he knew that this was the old man's return before he died.

This phenomenon cannot be explained by Western medicine, which is called science, but it can be explained well by the traditional medical theory of the Chinese Kingdom passed down from the Yellow Emperor.

"Yang does not possess the body, the qi disappears into the form, and when it is dying, the light returns to the ......" Li Wenyuan silently recited the passages and sentences in "Immortal Family Prescription" in his heart, and quietly looked at the father and son in front of him.

"Father, I'm Langming." Lang Ming stared at his father's sunken eye sockets, among them, there were such a pair of dim and dull eyes.

"Lang Ming......" Lang Guangqing, Lang Ming's father, had an extremely weak voice, as if only his mouth was moving.

"Father, I'm here." Lang Ming hurriedly responded.

"Help me...... Will...... Masks...... Take it off. "The voice was faint and staccato in time.

The Western doctor on the side wanted to stop it, but was dissuaded by Li Wenyuan as soon as he raised his hand.

The doctor didn't know his identity and thought he was a relative of the patient, so he had to stop talking.

Tick Tick!

The breath was faint, and the ventilator gave an alarm.

For a while, there was no other sound in the ward, only Lang Guangqing's chest rose and fell, and he tried his best to adjust and adapt.

Finally, it calmed down.

"Father, are you ...... What do you have to say to me? Lang Ming's voice trembled and asked softly.

"Lang Ming...... the old man was angry, "I have done a lot of bad things in my life...... Retribution is coming, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape this catastrophe......"

"Father, you ......"

"Lang Ming...... Now that you've embarked on this path...... There's no turning back. In the future, the affairs of the Blue Dragon Gang ...... I'll leave it to you. Mark my words...... At all costs...... No drug trafficking. ”

"Father, I remember. As long as the Qinglong Gang is in the Taiwan Strait, they will never let anyone sell drugs in the Taiwan Strait! ”

"Good...... Okay......" the old man tried to catch his breath, "I'll go over there...... Looking for your mother......"

"Father!"

On the hospital bed, Lang Guangqing's pupils were dilated and his body trembled.

Yan Jiufeng quickly stepped forward and pulled Lang Ming's body back a bit.

"Uh......," the old man let out his last breath.

This breath is the Yuanyang of the person, because the person is about to die, the internal organs are exhausted, and the breath is mixed with harmful substances, so Yan Jiufeng opened Lang Ming in order to protect him.

"Quick, rescue!" The doctor immediately shouted.

"No need!" Lang Ming stopped, and after a while, he said slowly, "He's gone, don't toss him anymore." ”

"Mr. Lang......"

"Anan, send an obituary, inform all members of the Blue Dragon Gang, tomorrow, the funeral."

The Qinglong Gang is a veritable No. 1 gang in the Taiwan Strait, with many members and great influence.

As an underworld organization, a large part of the reason why it has such great influence is because of a rule of the Qinglong Gang: No one is allowed to sell drugs in the Taiwan Strait.

It is precisely because of this that Lang Guangqing was once known as the godfather of gangsters in the Taiwan Strait.

The news spread quickly, and Lang Guangqing's death caused huge fluctuations in the entire Taiwan Strait Province, and even the government deliberately increased the police force, for fear that the situation in the Taiwan Strait would change during this time.

In the villa at home, Lang Ming was in a depressed mood, and apologized to Li Wenyuan: "Brother-in-law, you just arrived in the Taiwan Strait, and such a thing happened in my home, and I am really sorry for the poor hospitality." ”

"Mr. Lang, the world is impermanent, and people's lives are counted, please ...... Mr. Lang mourned. Li Wenyuan was also sad and persuaded.

"Anan." Lang Ming shouted.

"Mr. Lang."

"How's it going for tomorrow?" Lang Ming asked.

"It's already arranged." Anan replied in a deep voice.

"Mr. Li is not an outsider, remember to give him a filial piety dress and let him be with me."

"Yes, Mr. Lang." Anan hesitated for a moment and said worriedly, "Mr. Lang, I'm worried...... Some people will take the opportunity to make trouble. ”

"Arrange more manpower and be careful. If anyone makes trouble, I'll make him disappear forever!" The ferocity in Lang Ming's eyes flashed, revealing the true appearance of an underworld leader.

Although the Qinglong Gang is united, other underworld gangs are eyeing it, and they have long hated the Qinglong Gang, because the regulation that drug trafficking in the Taiwan Strait is not allowed has made them less money for so many years.

Moreover, in order to stop the spread of drugs, Lang Guangqing tied many of them into sacks and threw them across the sea, so he also made a lot of enemies.

"Brother-in-law, I have already asked Yixin's cousin and uncle to be informed, but the time is too rushed, I'm afraid they won't be able to come, brother-in-law, I'll work hard for you tomorrow." The death of his father was a big blow to Lang Ming, and what he needs now is the encouragement of his relatives.

Although Li Wenyuan has not officially married Lang Yixin, he does not refuse the title of "brother-in-law".

"Mr. Lang, you'd better rest for a while." Glancing at the time, it was already two o'clock in the morning, and Li Wenyuan persuaded.

"It's okay, I'll just lie here for a while. Anan, you take Wen Yuan and Miss Yan to rest. Lang Ming's tone was low.