Chapter 1644: The Wicked Have Their Own Wicked Grind (Plus 2)

He kicked several times, and finally got tired of kicking, and then he panted with his waist crossed. Pinshu.com

Some subordinates saw Lu Zhiyi's black skirt, which seemed to be soaked, revealing some dark red.

couldn't help but tell Lu Zhihe, "Fourth Master, Miss seems to be injured and bleeding......"

After all, it is his own flesh and blood, and his subordinates think that Lu Zhihe will not care.

Who knew that Lu Zhihe waved his hand viciously and said: "What's it to shed a little blood, her brother was unconscious by her, and he is still lying in the hospital bed." She's just a little injured, what's all the fuss about! ”

Lu Zhihe is so disgusted with Lu Zhiyi now that he doesn't even want to look at Lu Zhiyi.

As he walked out, he instructed his subordinates, "Throw out that obstructive thing, leave two people inside to guard, and don't let people disturb the young master." Others, come out with me. ”

He had to ask the doctor about Qinghao's condition first, and then go to Gong Xuemei.

In Lu Zhihe's heart, his wife and daughter are not as important as his son.

"Yes." The leading bodyguard arranged for two people to stay, and the rest followed Lu Zhihe.

When they left, the bodyguards who stayed behind lifted Lu Zhiyi up and threw her into the corridor outside the ward.

Then he went back to the ward, ignoring Lu Zhiyi who collapsed outside.

At this time, Lu Zhiyi was already speechless in pain...... I could only moan weakly.

She stroked her lower abdomen, and she was in pain.

Feeling the bursts of colic in her little stomach, she could clearly feel that something important was leaving her body little by little.

In the corridor of the VIP ward, it was quiet, only very small moans of pain drifted in the corridor.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that a passing nurse found Lu Zhiyi.

"Miss...... What's wrong with you, Miss? Where is it uncomfortable...... You...... You're bleeding......" The nurse saw the blood on her hands and immediately saw that the situation was not good.

Soon, the nurse called emergency personnel and sent Lu Zhiyi, who had collapsed unconscious, into the operating room.

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At the same time, the other side.

Lu Zhihe was asking about Lu Qinghao's physical condition.

"The patient's surgery was a success and the intracranial congestion has been completely cleared. What we can do now is to wait for him to wake up, and then do the next step of treatment according to his recovery. ”

"Doctor, how long will it take for my son to wake up?" Hearing that his son was still unconscious, Lu Zhihe rubbed his hands nervously.

"This ...... Not necessarily. There is no problem with the patient's surgery, and it is only a matter of time before he wakes up. In the case of brain surgery, everyone's condition is different, and it will take at least a month for the patient to wake up. ”

"A month!"

Lu Zhihe choked his wrist.

Lu Yuchen has returned, and the Lu family's family meeting is about to be held.

Lu Qinghao was in a coma at this time, and everything had to be pressed on his head.

Since being shot in the head by Lu Yuchen last night, Lu Zhihe now wants to take revenge and is afraid of Lu Yuchen.

He wanted to bring down Lu Yuchen, but he was afraid that Lu Yuchen would hold a grudge, so he really chopped himself up.

At such an important time, Lu Qinghao couldn't give himself an idea.

"Doctor, see if there is a way to make my son ......"

"Director, no! There's something big going on in the psychiatric department downstairs, go and take a look! Before Lu Zhihe finished speaking, a little nurse suddenly ran in.

When the chief physician heard this, he immediately put aside Lu Zhihe.

As he walked out with the little nurse, he asked, "Don't worry, what's going on, you can tell me clearly?" ”

"Yes...... It was the family members of the patients in ward 1706 who had an accident......"

Ward 1706?

Lu Zhihe thought about it, that was Lu Qinghao's ward number!

[The author has something to say] first 6 more, and 6 more later, I went to have a meal, and came back after eating to write a change, about 10 o'clock later.