Separated from them by a wall is the operating room, where Liang Xiao lies uncertain about his life and death, while outside the wall, a group of Liang family members have not gone far, they began to fight endlessly for their heritage.

The greedy and selfish faces of these people made Fu Yunjian sneer.

"Mr. Fu..." Liang Xiao's assistant didn't expect that the old man would have a heart attack. He was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. "Why don't you stay here..."

Fu Yun remonstrated faintly, "didn't you hear that Lord Liang is dead? A group of people are rushing to cry for the old man. If you go, you can only stand there. It's better to stay here and wait for you, President Liang."

Seeing the man say so, the assistant finally stayed here, calling someone to deal with the accident news while waiting for the operating room to turn off the light.

Time went by, and a long time later, the light in the operating room finally went out.

"Doctor!" The assistant put down the phone he was making, hurried forward, and anxiously asked the doctor, "how about President liang?"

The doctor took off his mask and looked very dignified. "We changed president Liang's blood several times and saved president Liang's life, but... President Liang's brain was seriously damaged and became a vegetable."

The assistant lost his voice for a while and asked with hope, "is it... Temporary?"

"Sorry..." the doctor's tone was very heavy, "in the case of President Liang, there was almost no chance to wake up..."

After more than five hours of surgery, the doctor was exhausted. He spoke to the assistant in a hurry, arranged a nurse to hospitalize Liang Xiao, and then left.

Moving from the operating room to the single ward where Liang Xiao lives, the assistant has always been confused.

"Mr. Fu, what should I do?" After a long time, the assistant looked at Fu Yun, who was in the ward, and said, "the old man is dead. If the outside world knows that General Liang has become a vegetable..."

Fu Yunjian inserted his pocket with one hand. He was tall and straight. Standing there alone made people feel very oppressive.

He looked at Liang Xiao, who was still carrying a ventilator on the hospital bed. "You can't hide it if you want to hide it. I'll find someone to guard Liang Xiao in the ward. You go to Liang's work as usual tomorrow morning."

The assistant put his hand on his glasses, and his face was pale and ugly.

Just a few hours ago, seeing the ugly faces of the two families in the corridor, the assistant knew that Liang would be in a mess tomorrow morning.

The assistant looked at Fu Yunjian and seemed to want to say something, but at last he didn't say anything.

After all, this is the Liang family's business.

About ten minutes later, a well-trained bodyguard came to Liang Xiao's ward. Fu Yunjian ordered him to leave with Liang Xiao's assistant when he was finished.

It was already 3:30 in the morning. Everything was quiet and there were few cars on the street.

But the Internet is still hot, everyone is discussing the accident of President Liang, and even the news that old Liang died of a heart attack continues to be searched.

On the way back, Fu Yunjian took time to look at the media website. His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a few threads of darkness.

"The good play has just begun."

……

Early in the morning, Yan Shu was still asleep, and a soft, fragrant kiss fell on her cheek, "Mommy, Mommy..."

"Your mommy is dead." Yan Shu muttered and pulled the quilt over her.

"Mommy, it's already seven o'clock. Get up quickly." Yan Xiaosui pushed Yan Shu across the quilt and shouted, "you are going to send me to Yan brother's house today."

"Mommy, Mommy, I love you..."

"Mommy..."

Yan Shu was so noisy that she stuck her head out of the quilt.

She pinched her daughter's cheek with her hand. "It's only seven o'clock. What's your hurry? Maybe Fu Jingyan is still sleeping."