Chapter 43

"Dong Fangfang, forty-five years old, unemployed, the child who just had the operation is not your biological son, but your stepson."

"It is said that you never liked this stepson. You have said several times that you wish he would die sooner. It seems that his car accident this time has something to do with you."

"You saw that the car accident didn't kill him, so I thought about asking the doctor to perform a craniotomy on him, hoping that he would die on the operating table, so that not only would this annoying stepson disappear, but also take the opportunity to blackmail the hospital, I said right?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone around couldn't believe it.

Is there really such a vicious person?

Even if he wasn't his own son, he wouldn't want him to die, right?

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Dong Fangfang's face was pale, but she gritted her teeth and said, "You are talking nonsense! You just want to help Dr. Jiang avoid responsibility."

"Am I talking nonsense? The police will investigate clearly, but I want to remind you that everything you did in the emergency room in the afternoon is monitored and recorded. Do you think you can turn black and white with a few words?"

After finishing speaking, several police officers not far away had already walked in front of Dong Fangfang, "We received a report and suspected that you attempted to kill someone intentionally. Please come with me."

boom! Dong Fangfang couldn't stand still and fell to the ground, her lips were dead white.

Soon, she was taken away by the police, and the reporter holding the camera was a little confused for a moment. This reversal seems a little fast?

Zhan Ye didn't intend to give up on this, and stared at them coldly, "I hope to see the correct report, do you understand what it means?"

"Ming...Understood." Someone nodded, but he couldn't feel the threat in Zhan Ye's words.

They didn't dare to have any opinions. After all, it seemed that this Dr. Jiang had been wronged. Everyone felt a little scared in their hearts. They were almost used as a gun by that woman.

The reporters left, and the crowd dispersed.

Jiang Wan looked at Zhan Ye and said to him, "Thank you, I will remember this favor."

"You're welcome, just treat it as a meeting gift from me." Zhan Ye replied with a smile.

The exhausted Jiang Wan didn't say anything, she just wanted to go home and lie down and have a good sleep.

Zhan Ye seemed to have noticed her exhaustion, and said, "It seems that I won't be able to eat dinner tonight. I'll take you back and get some rest early."

"Okay." Jiang Wan didn't refuse. It's not good to turn around and refuse after someone has just helped him.

With that said, Jiang Wan followed Zhan Ye and was about to leave. She had just taken two steps, and seemed to suddenly think of something. She turned her head and said to Zhou Beishen, "Thank you too, Mr. Zhou. It's getting late. Mr. Zhou should go back and pay attention earlier."

She didn't know why Zhou Beishen was still here, but no matter what, he stood up to her, and a thank you was due.

"No, you helped me yesterday, and I'll help you once today, both clean." The man said in a deep voice.

Jiang Wan was taken aback for a moment, thinking that this was the case, and she said why Zhou Beishen was here, and the relationship was to repay her the favor of the elevator yesterday.

"That's fine." Jiang Wan nodded, and the relationship was fine.

She left the hospital with Zhan Ye, and Zhou Beishen stood there watching their backs disappear, his face somber that no one dared to approach them.

"Boss Zhou!"

Wu Xiao came running out of breath, "I found the woman you asked me to check. Let me tell you, you never imagined how vicious this woman is..."

"No need." Zhou Beishen interrupted him with cold eyes, "You came too late."

Zhan Ye had already settled the matter, but his assistant only came now, so what's the point?

"Yes... I'm sorry Mr. Zhou, I was rear-ended on the road, so I was delayed for a while." He lowered his head, not daring to look into the eyes of his own president.

"Follow-up?" Zhou Bei frowned deeply, vaguely guessing.

That bastard Zhan Ye really did anything to show off in front of Jiang Wan.

He felt a little tired and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, "Okay, let's go back."

"Then these materials?"

"Send it to the police station."