Chapter 1190

In the corridor on the fourth floor of Shencheng Second People's Hospital, dozens of members of the Dong family were crowded, one by one, shouting for justice.

The ward on the fourth floor is full of more than 30 people who have just finished the operation. The fierce fight of the enchantress makes the inpatient department overcrowded.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, two elevators guarded by seven or eight people opened, and a group of men and women in Chinese clothes emerged. They were not only wearing fresh clothes, but also full of dust.

Led by a middle-aged man, a pair of national character face, slender limbs, appearance with three points of ferocity, staring eyes can definitely deter many people.

He led the people all the way, just like an exclusive king.

Dozens of Dong family elite see middle-aged man appear, immediately stop the noisy discussion, respectfully shout out: "Mr. Dong."

The middle-aged man nodded noncommittally and said hello to the crowd. Then he went straight into a ward where six wounded people were lying.

"Hello, Mr. Dong!"

Seeing the middle-aged man come in, the wounded on the bed struggle to sit up, with a sense of respect and instinctive fear on their faces.

With a big wave of his hand, the middle-aged man stopped the crowd from getting up: "everyone is suffering. You can rest assured that all medical expenses are borne by the company."

"The company will double the cost of your nursing and work delay. In addition, the people who participate in the action will be rewarded."

Six wounded people were moved by the speech: "thank you, Mr. Dong."

Obviously, the middle-aged man is Dong zhadan.

Dong zhadan's voice was thick: "you should take good care of your wounds. You don't have to think about other things. I will bring the murderer to justice and give you an explanation."

"Later, the police may come and ask for a confession. We will talk about what should be said and what should not be said in our hearts."

He gently pushed his glasses: "it's really clumsy. You can ask ah Wen."

The six wounded replied in unison, "I understand."

After some sympathy, Dong went to other wards to greet the remaining wounded. Although he was not a member of the system, he learned a lot about the model.

It's a waste of time, but it's enough to stabilize the injured and make the rest of the staff more determined, so he's willing to do it.

Authority and tenderness are the means that the superior should have. Dong zhadan has seen through the way of getting along with the superior and the subordinate for so many years.

Half an hour later, Dong zhadan came out of the last ward. After he told several nurses, he went to a rest room at the end.

He pushed the door in.

There are four or five people in the lounge. Dong geqiu is also in the lounge. Next to her is a middle-aged woman with long hair. Her rich appearance is sharp.

Mrs. Dong.

"Dad "Old Dong!" "Mr. Dong!"

Seeing Dong zhadan coming in, Dong geqiu and his family all stood up and met him with a complicated look: "you're back."

Dong zhadan did not have the kind smile just now. His old face was cold and he drank out: "what a waste! One hundred people can't get back a fat brother. "

"Do you know how many secrets he has?"

He almost kicked Dong geqiu off. Mrs. Dong knew her husband's temperament and stopped him in time.

Mrs. Dong, who has the momentum of Wang Xifeng, protects her son: "old Dong, how can I blame my son for this? You should also praise him. "

"Fat brother was caught at the airport, seven or eight people were all pushed down, and then they were packed into the car to drive away, the National Police speed is too fast."

"My son happened to be strolling around the company at that time, and when he knew the situation, he took the initiative to lead the team to block people. In fact, he could completely ignore this matter."

Mrs. Dong was very dissatisfied and looked at her husband: "don't you want to share your worries? How many sensible children can you find out like him? "

"And he's not afraid that you can't even cut the shadows of the toll stations."

Mrs. Dong snorted: "fat brother was robbed, he did not want to, but the other side is too rogue, sneak attack him, hijack him to rob people."

Dong geqiu is also aggrieved: "Dad, the other side is well prepared, and they all have guns. I dare not fight hard."

When he thought of the pretty face of the enchantress, his breath became short. Then he thought of her cruel means, and his desire went out like a candle.

"What a loser

Dong zhadan took out a cigar and lit it. He snorted to his charming wife: "just keep protecting him and see what he can do."

"You don't care about your son and ignore fat brother's value. If he can't carry it out, you'll be finished, and I'll be finished."

"I've told you many times that drug dealers don't want to take drugs. You just don't care and let your rotten relatives make trouble."

Dong zadan puffed out a puff of smoke: "now I'm targeted by Interpol. I'm afraid I'll peel off my skin even if I don't die."

After a long time with the wind and the water, Dong zhadan regarded himself as God. He turned his hand over to cloud and covered his hand with rain. Now he was smashed by the iron plate. He was somewhat depressed."Don't worry."

Mrs. Dong's voice was cold: "I have been operating through official relations. I have put full pressure on Interpol about dozens of wounded people."

"At the latest tomorrow noon, they will show up with fat brother and give us an explanation. Once fat brother shows up, we will take him away."

Her eyes twinkled with blazing heat: "it's only twenty-four hours. Fat brother can hold on no matter how stupid he is. You can rest assured."

Hearing these words, Dong zhadan relaxed a little and flicked the ash in his hand: "I hope so."

Then he stared at Dong geqiu's facial features: "what's the matter with your eyebrows, hair and eyelashes? Why shave? Don't you know you're getting married tomorrow? "

"Bar magic show, accidentally burned."

Dong geqiu didn't want to talk about the conflict in the bar, so that his father wouldn't blame him for his incompetence: "marriage doesn't get in the way, just go up with a stroke."

"Besides, the huarongyue family dare not say anything. It's her great fortune that I can marry her."

He touched his bald head: "if my aunt had not appointed me to inherit her inheritance and need to get married, I would not have married that woman without background."

Dong zhadan snorted: "no background also means easy to get rid of. Miss Qianjin, you want to get rid of me. I don't know how much you have to pay."

Dong geqiu nodded: "what Dad said is."

"I'm a little bit natural. I don't ask you to contribute to the Dong family, but I ask you not to be too burdensome."

Dong zhadan threw out a sentence to his son: "you go out first. I have something to tell your mother."

After Dong geqiu bowed his head and left, Dong zadan looked at his woman again: "Zhao Wuji gave me a phone call. I need to borrow 500 people from us."

"Wuhuamen is ready to fight to the death with Longmen. Although there are more than 2000 diehard loyalists in hand, they don't think it's safe enough. I hope we can borrow troops to hold the battle."

He looked more dignified: "he also said that he would like to see my sincerity."

Mrs. Dong dispelled the fury of protecting Du Zi, with a chill on her face: "two thousand people have at least 90% chance of winning over five hundred Longmen children."

"He borrows troops, nothing more than adding insurance, taking a reassurance, and borrowing our official relationship by the way."

"That is to say, 90% of the 500 brothers we lent out have passed the show. The risk is not big. We can borrow soldiers."

She pointed out the key thing: "just the benefits?"