Mu Shinian wanted to talk several times, but he didn't know what to say.
She is very cold, in a bad mood, very... Worried.
She didn't know what she was worried about, but she was worried that something would happen to him and that he would die.
On the phone, Tang and song were still explaining something. She didn't listen to a word. She hung up the phone silently, pressed another number and walked into the coming and going crowd.
Soon, the phone was connected.
The people over there seemed surprised: "little twelve, what's the matter?"
Yes, what does she do with the eldest martial brother?
To know where Bo Qian is now, she directly asked Tang and song, and she can know in a few seconds.
To find someone, the owner of the Bo family is so precious. Bo Qian must spare no effort to find it back.
What did she ask the eldest martial brother for? Elder martial brother is far away, and his influence and contacts are also overseas. He can't reach out so long.
Mu Shinian held his mobile phone and followed a group of people blankly, with a mess in his mind.
After a minute, without waiting for her answer, the eldest martial brother's voice suddenly sank: "twelve, what's the matter?"
"... there was a saying in the circle." Mu Shinian stopped, took a deep breath, and then continued: "no clothes once saved a person with cardiac arrest."
I've known each other for many years. The elder martial brother quickly reflected what she wanted to say.
"Yes."
"Can you find him?"
"... not found." Across the telephone line, the eldest martial brother's voice was somewhat deceptive: "Wuyi is a pseudonym. We know nothing about his appearance, background, whereabouts and gender. It is said that he saved the man on a whim. He only appeared once these years."
Mu Shinian silently pursed his lower lip.
The elder martial brother's voice became more gentle: "I'll send Hua Rong there. 12. Let the doctor over there, anyway, at least let the person you want to save last until 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."
Hua Rong is the most powerful doctor today.
Mu Shinian's heart suddenly relaxed: "thank you, senior brother."
"Nothing." After a pause, the elder martial brother added, "twelve, life and death."
"... I know."
Another call came in.
The elder martial brother smiled understandably, "I'll hang up first."
"OK."
The phone is from Tang and Song dynasties.
As soon as he connected, he immediately said, "found it! Found thin shallow!"
"... how is he?"
Mu Shinian asked in a low voice.
Tang and song breathed and said, "it's not good. It's too badly hurt."
"... place."
"What?"
"Send me the hospital address."
Mu Shinian finished, hung up the phone and stopped a car.
……
The hospital was in a mess.
Everyone knows that Bo Qian is the successor of the Bo family. Although he has a strange personality and has no common sense, he is the prince after all!
Once he has an accident, the whole hospital is expected to suffer.
When mu Shinian rushed over, he saw that the operating room was crowded with people.
The Bo family man angrily took Bo Ye's collar and slapped him on the cheek several times: "how do you manage the company! Unexpectedly, someone installed a bomb in Bo Qian's car! If he had any intention, you should tell your father what to do!"
Bo Ye's face is as gray as death, and the finger marks on his face are obviously disordered.
Bo Jinhua's face was also very ugly. He grabbed Mrs. Bo's hand and said in a harsh voice: "OK, quiet!"
Mrs. Bo wiped her tears and held Bo Jinhua's hand. Her eyes swollen: "it's Bo Ye's fault. It's his fault!"