Chapter Seventy-Two: Midnight Terror

"Dean Yu, Dean Yu, you are a doctor, you are the dean, please save my son, okay?" Su Yang followed, pitifully holding Yu Zecheng's hand.

"It's dead, it's hopeless, let someone from the crematorium drag it to burn." Yu Zecheng threw down a sentence, and then drove away with his people.

Su Yang returned to the clinic, hugged his son and cried for a while before remembering to call the police.

At this time, Zhang Mei walked in and cried when she saw her son lying in a pool of blood.

"Mom, Mom......"

Just when Zhang Mei's tears were raining down, Su Chen's eyes slowly opened.

"Son! What's wrong with you? ”

Seeing that her son woke up, Zhang Mei cried even more fiercely.

"Mom, Dad, don't cry, I have a pill in my drawer. Get it for me. Of course, Su Chen would not forget the pill that Master Dingyi gave him.

Zhang Mei wiped her tears and stood up and took the projectile out of the drawer. "Son, what kind of medicine is this? Does it work? ”

Su Chen nodded, opened his mouth and swallowed the pill his mother handed over.

At this moment, a siren sounded, and the patrol car came.

The door opened, and He Ying walked in with a group of patrols.

Looking at the scene in front of her, He Ying was stunned. His own master is a master among masters, and he was beaten like this? Hurriedly crouched down; "Master, you, what's wrong with you?"

"Accident, pure accident." Su Chen naturally didn't know how to explain it to her? He didn't want to explain it to her.

Even if he said it. She will definitely not believe her red and exclusive status quo.

"Master, how many murderers are there? What does it look like? Do you see clearly? He Ying squatted there, quite anxious.

"Didn't see anything."

"Xiao Lin, you go to check the surveillance, Xiao Zhang, you go to visit the neighbors around ......." He Ying arranged a circle, and then bowed down to Su Chen's side; "Master, I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, I'm fine." After taking the pill, Su Chen felt much more relaxed in his body, and his internal organs no longer hurt, so he slowly sat up.

"You vomited so much blood that you said you were fine?" He Ying frowned and looked at Su Chen, obviously not believing what he said.

"yes, it's okay, I feel better."

"Xiao Chen, you have to go to the hospital, just now someone from the municipal hospital came, and Yu Zecheng also came. He said that your internal organs were shattered, and that you were not saved. Su Yang wiped the corners of his eyes and said.

"Lao Wu, call and ask the Chinese Medicine Hospital to send a better medical team over, the sooner the better." He Ying arranged for the older patrol behind him to say.

"Yes!"

Ten minutes later, a 120 roared up, and several doctors and nurses got out of the car.

After a few doctors and nurses, Su Chen was in good health and did not have any abnormalities.

"How so? Theoretically, vomiting so much blood must have damaged the five internal organs. He Ying frowned at the doctors.

"Yes, that's what we think too. However, the reality is that there is nothing wrong with him. Especially the internal organs, there is no damage at all. ”

"Thank you, doctor, then you can go back first."

The doctor had just left, and the two patrols that had just been arranged to go out came back.

"How? What did you find? He Ying asked.

"Captain, I checked the surveillance and didn't find anyone coming in. One night, no one entered the door of Su Yuelou. The patrol said.

"Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

"Alright! Then you should go back too, Dr. Su is my master, I'll talk to him, you can go. ”

"Yes!"

Except for He Ying, the other patrols are gone.

In the clinic, only Su Chen was left, as well as his parents and He Ying.

"Master, what has you been through?" He Ying felt that something was wrong.

"I had a dream, and I didn't know what was going on, so I fell out of bed and vomited blood." Whether it is to his parents or He Ying, he can't tell the truth, because, if he says it, they won't believe it.

They are not people of the same world at all.

"What is this?" Zhang Mei looked at the tattered paper figure in the pool of blood on the ground and said.

"It's okay, no, it's okay, it's noon, the children brought it over to play." Su Chen hurriedly picked up the remains of the paper figure and threw it into the garbage box.

After Zhang Mei confirmed with Su Yang that her son was really fine, she cleaned the ground and went home through the back door.

"Master, are you sure it's really just a dream?" He Ying is patrolling, and she is still relatively careful in doing things.

"Yes, it's just a dream, maybe it's a rush to attack the heart, vomiting blood, it's okay, you go back."

He Ying took a closer look at the clinic again, and found nothing abnormal, and it was too late to see that it was too late, so she left.

Seeing that everyone was gone, Su Chen took out the remains of the paper man in the garbage box.

A paper figure made of straw and burnt paper has such great power! It was so unexpected for him.

There is no need to guess, the paper man who was lowered was sent by Chen Hongshou. It can be seen that this old guy is not a good thing, and it is deeply hidden. By no means ordinary people.

He did this to himself for revenge, because he blocked his way of wealth.

"You prepare some water and put it at the head of the bed, if there are any more paper people, you don't have to be afraid." Hades spoke.

"Got it, you're okay." Su Chen asked in a heartfelt voice.

"I'm fine, I just can't help you."

"Don't worry, as long as the paper man is afraid of water and fire, it's easy to do, it's not early, let's rest."

"Hmm!"

Lying on the bed, Su Chen had difficulty sleeping.

Three years ago, when he didn't cultivate immortals, in his eyes, he was an ordinary person. Whether it is Master Dingyi, or Shi Menzi, or Chen Hongshou. It's all ordinary characters. When the immortal cultivator came back, he raised you to a higher height, only to find that there were so many extraordinary things hidden around.

Okay, you Chen Hongshou, just for a gambling contract, you actually sent a paper man to kill yourself, I want to see, how will you face me tomorrow?

I didn't sleep well after a night, and it wasn't until dawn that Su Chen fell asleep groggily.

………………

Sima Wan'er got up early in the morning and went straight to Su Yuelou with Su Chen's equity book of 480 million.

When she turned into the small alley, Sima Wan'er's brain thumped. The door of Su Yue Tower. The station was full of people. And at the door, there are a lot of brightly colored wreaths.

Originally, few people knew about last night's incident.

But Yu Zecheng called those fellow doctors early in the morning and said that Su Chen died last night.

These peers are actually some rivals, and they have long seen that Su Chen is not pleasing to their eyes, and when they heard that Su Chen is dead, they all came to condole with pretenses.

said that he came to mourn, but in fact, he came to see the excitement.

"Dean Yu, what happened to Su Chen?" Shangguan Wan'er looked at the scene in front of her, and a sour feeling spread in her heart. This bastard, who left himself and didn't even have a phone, how did he meet with an accident?

"Miss, go back quickly, Su Chen died last night. That's a miserable one! The whole body is bloody......"

Yu Zecheng gloated.