"Everything is fine, give me your bank card number..."It didn't take long for the man to walk out of the carriage, and there was no longer the slightest contempt in his heart, he now decided that the young man in front of him was just a small role in charge of running errands, anyway, the price was enough for him to make a lot of money, and there was no need for him to make extraneous branches.

Shen Shuchen reported a string of numbers, and when the man lowered his head and fiddled with his mobile phone, he continued: "This car is not mine, you find someone to move things away, and I will drive away from the car." ”

"Let's see if the money has arrived," the man raised his head, stuffed the phone back into his trouser pocket, and scratched his head as if he was a little embarrassed to continue speaking: "You can help me carry these boxes to the side of the road, my friend will have to wait a while to arrive." ”

"No problem," Seeing the few zeros on the balance of the bank text message, Shen Shuchen's mood also became better, now that the deal has been reached, he has to hurry up and leave.

Just when Shen Shuchen was satisfied and finally moved into the most luxurious hotel, the Zhen family villa, which was a few kilometers away, was completely fried.

"What's going on? Did you find out the result? A gray-haired man wandered back and forth in the room, an angry expression on his face.

"Chairman Zhen, we can't find out the cause of the bleeding, but we think it's all caused by that droplet-shaped white crystal. I believe that as long as we do a minor operation and remove the white crystal, the young master will definitely be able to come to his senses," several old men with hair that looked like they were about to go bald formed a semicircle in the room, and the expressions on everyone's faces were a little pale, and it was the first time they had seen such a strange thing in so many years of medical practice.

"What about the wounds next to it? How to deal with it? Zhen Tiansheng worked hard to maintain his emotions not to fluctuate too much, while carefully understanding the physical condition of his only son.

He got off the plane and arrived home in the early hours of this morning, and as soon as he got home, he saw his son fainting in the bedroom with a bloody face, and immediately invited these famous old doctors back to their home.

But after they made a diagnosis, they didn't figure out how the teardrop-shaped crystal appeared, but they all decided to operate on Zhen Xiangyang immediately, saying that this would allow him to wake up from his coma.

"If the wounds don't expand, we can wait for them to heal on their own, and if the wounds continue to expand, then we have to do a minor surgery to close them," the doctors said, looking at each other.

"What? Suture? Isn't his face ruined? I spent so much money to ask you, if you can't find a way to deal with it before stitching it up, you should know my methods..."Zhen Tiansheng was angry all of a sudden, although he didn't value his appearance very much, but letting a person with ten threads on his face become the next successor of the Zhen Group would definitely be criticized by many people, and that kind of face was not suitable for appearing in front of the mass media, but he was such a son.

"Chairman Zhen, then we have to start the operation as soon as possible, the equipment here is not complete, we must send Young Master Zhen to the hospital," the expressions of several doctors were a little ugly, but thinking of Zhen Tiansheng's ability to reach the sky with his hands and eyes, he still decisively gave up his plan to fight him, and honestly proposed the only solution at this stage.

"Chairman, we're all ready," a few footsteps hurried in from the door, accompanied by a few brakes.

"Send Xiangyang and these people to the hospital, fast!" As soon as Zhen Tiansheng's words fell, several people carried a stretcher to carry Zhen Xiangyang, who had always been unconscious, to the car, and several doctors also followed into the car.

Zhen Tiansheng stood alone in the huge empty room, not even noticing that the mobile phone in his hand had fallen to the ground.

He sat on the sofa a little weakly, he originally planned to retire in a few years, and Zhen Xiangyang did not disappoint him, but what happened now made the well-informed him feel weird and abnormal, and the strange wounds had a tendency to expand more and more, and he didn't know if his son could survive this catastrophe.

Zhen Tiansheng leaned on the sofa with his eyes closed, and was speechless for a long time.

"Buzz buzz ..."The mobile phone on the ground suddenly vibrate.

"How's it going?" Zhen Tiansheng's voice couldn't hear the slightest weakness at all, and he was extremely calm.

"Chairman, the young master has now entered the operating room, and I will report to you immediately if there is any situation."

"Why are you so noisy over there?" Zhen Tiansheng heard the commotion on the other side of the phone, rubbing his eyebrows with his fingers, and his face was worried.

"There are quite a few patients in the hospital, and they all have similar symptoms to the young master, because they can't get beds for half a day, so some family members are making trouble," the man said in a low voice as he walked to a secluded place.

"Okay, I know, I'll go over later..."Without waiting for the other party to answer, Zhen Tiansheng hung up the phone.

Hearing the noise on the other side, he really couldn't sit still, he was such a son, and he couldn't have an accident.

The sky darkened little by little, and Shen Shuchen was already sitting in Room 1802 of the Yuefeng Hotel, one of the most expensive presidential suites.

He held a thick stack of receipts in his hand, he paid for a week's room today, and then basically spent all the money to buy a bunch of supplies, now all kinds of cans, large buckets, dehydrated vegetables, air-dried meat, all kinds of medicines, etc. are neatly piled up in several bedrooms, and now the only thing that is still empty is this luxuriously decorated living room and bathroom.

"I never thought that hundreds of thousands of dollars would be so unspent," the balance of the bank card in Shen Shuchen's hand has bottomed out, and now the money in it is estimated that it can only be used for a simple breakfast at the stall outside.

But fortunately, he had already purchased the hotel's meal voucher in advance, and he didn't drop three meals a day for seven days, and as for how many times he could use it, it was not in his consideration.

"The host doesn't have to feel distressed, these things will soon be worthless," At this time, the only person who can talk to him is naturally the system.

"Because of last night's heavy rain? I remember that it seemed to be pale red," Shen Shuchen threw the stack of receipts directly into the trash, and even if he kept them, no one reimbursed him, and he was distressed when he looked at them.

"Anyone who has been drenched in the rain will become bloodthirsty monsters, and if the host wants to survive, he will have to find a way to destroy them," the system's voice contained a hint of a different emotion, as if it was ... Bemoan.

"Why is it raining like that? It shouldn't be possible that such a large-scale event is man-made, right? ”