Renxin Hospital.

Jun Qing and Di Sifan rushed into the emergency center one after another.

Gasping and running up the steps, Jun lightly stretched out his hand and grabbed a nurse: "Excuse me, where are the injured people who were brought in by the car accident just now?" ”

Her worries weren't all disguises, Emperor Lin told her that everything had been arranged, but when she saw the car that had been run over and deformed by the truck, Jun Qing's heart still rose to her throat.

"Oh, the emergency room over there."

The nurse raised her hand and pointed into the distance, and Jun turned and rushed over.

When Di Sifan followed her backwards into the emergency room, the lights in the emergency room were still on, and the two of them could only wait outside the door.

"Gently!"

In the corridor, a familiar voice was heard.

Jun turned his face lightly and saw that it was the third brother Di Sizhong, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Third brother, how is godfather?"

"Still rescuing!" Di Sizhong frowned and replied.

As he spoke, the door to the emergency room was opened, and a doctor walked out, with large blood stains on his body and arms.

"Doctor!" Jun Qing and Di Sizhong greeted him together, "How is the patient?" ”

Di Sifan stood behind him, frowning and worried.

The doctor ripped off the blood-stained mask, "I lost a lot of blood and am still in a coma." ”

"Can we go in and have a look?" Di Sifan hurriedly asked.

"Yes, but only one person can go in." The doctor said.

"I'll go!" Jun said lightly.

The doctor nodded and took her to the door of the emergency room, and Di Sifan had to follow to see what was going on, but was stopped by Di Sizhong.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, if I let him sit on my side, Dad will be fine!"

Di Sifan had no choice but to turn his face to comfort him.

"Brother Sizhong, don't worry too much, the old man is auspicious, he will definitely be fine!"

said this, but Di Sifan's eyes were just staring at the door, and his eyes were cold.

Such a car accident still leaves a breath, Di Hairong, Di Hairong, you are really fateful!

The doctor pushed the door open, and Jun rushed briskly into the emergency room.

On the hospital bed, several nurses were carefully helping the old man wrap gauze.

"Godfather!" With a low snort, she walked over quickly and grabbed the old man's arm, "Are you injured?" ”

"No, the blood is fake." The old man shook his head lightly and patted the back of her hand comfortingly, "Don't worry, it's unscathed!" ”

Less than 500 meters after the car drove out of the emperor's house, the emperor had already arranged for someone to drop the car.

Replaced by another car with the same model and license plate, the old man was not in the car that was hit at all.

It was only after the car accident that the ambulance that had already been arranged sent the two to Renai Hospital to make a rescue appearance.

And all of this is a good game done by Emperor Lin.

Di Sifan's father and son are ruthless and cunning, just in case, Di Lin also made all the details to the extreme.

Mahkota Hospital is a hospital controlled by Emperor Lin, where he can do whatever he wants.

Jun smiled lightly, "What about the murderer?" ”

"Don't worry!" Roland stood next to him and explained in a low voice, "Wen Qing just called, the murderer has been caught, and now the police have begun to investigate." ”

"That's good." Jun glanced sideways at the direction of the door, and lowered his voice, "Di Sifan is still outside the door, I'll deal with him, you rest first, and we'll contact you if there's anything." ”

The old man nodded and lay down on the pillow, while the nurse installed various instruments on the old man as quickly as possible.

"This is a critical illness notice!"