When Chu Zhiyan arrived at the hospital, Hong Weijie had already entered the emergency room.
Hong Xinen fell asleep in Zhang Peng's arms, and there was still a bloody handprint on his son's clothes, full of horror and ferocity. Chu Zhiyan looked back and saw that Hong Weiye had collapsed on the stool, and the blood on his body was splattered one after another, which was very frightening.
Chu Zhiyan asked Zhang Peng hoarsely, "How is he?"
Zhang Peng is a tall and thick Northeast man with a big head and a thick neck. He shook his head slightly and said, "It's not good. There was an opening in my stomach, which was quite big, and my intestines popped out."
He always speaks directly, and he doesn't care if Chu Zhiyan can bear it or not. But Chu Zhiyan did not show an unbearable expression, and it seemed that this was not the first time she had encountered such a scene.
With a sigh of relief, she took her son from Zhang Peng and said lightly, "He can survive."
Zhang Peng said again: "He lost a few words The boss wanted to wait for you to come over, but he probably felt that he couldn't hold on"
Chu Zhiyan's stern gaze swept across Zhang Peng's face, and the majesty in that gaze made people like Zhang Peng avoid it.
Chu Zhiyan instinctively hugged her son tightly and turned her body slightly, as if trying to escape the situation Zhang Peng mentioned.
Zhang Peng wrinkled his nose. He glanced at Hong Weiye who hadn't stood up to greet Chu Zhiyan with a dazed look on his face, and opened his mouth anyway.
"He said that if he has anything to do, the current business will remain the same. The business of the second child and the family will be managed by themselves, and the other businesses will be handed over to you."
"fart!"
Hong Weiye, who had been huddled in the corner like a plague chicken, suddenly called out. The child jumped in Chu Zhiyan's arms, and she quickly coaxed him with a gentle voice.
Zhang Peng put his hands on his hips, turned around and looked at Hong Weiye, he said expressionlessly: "When the boss said this, the boss's wife was not there, so I just repeated it."
Hong Weiye didn't know where the courage came from, but he stood up, rushed to Zhang Peng who was a head taller than him, and shouted brazenly: "How old are you?! You are a thug! This is our family business. It's our turn. Do you need to interrupt?!"
Zhang Peng raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "I still have a few words to say, your elder brother is still alive inside, and you are so eager to jump out and take power?"
Chu Zhiyan turned her head slightly, and she said in a deep voice, "Don't say a few words, and read scriptures and pray for me when you are in a hurry."
Zhang Peng stared at Hong Weiye, the words in his mouth seemed to kill two birds with one stone, and he couldn't figure out who he was talking about.
"The boss also said that whoever dares to touch his wife and children, he is dead, and even a ghost will not let him go."
The veins on Hong Weiye's forehead were throbbing when he said this, and Chu Zhiyan's eyes were sore when he said it. She quietly wiped away the tears that rolled out behind Zhang Peng and Hong Weiye's back.
Hong Weiye still didn't let go, he argued with his neck stuck, "Don't sow discord here! It's two different things! Brother lost a lot of blood, obviously his mind is not clear, he is talking nonsense! Can nonsense count? ?!"
Zhang Peng said bluntly: "You're the fucking nonsense."
The lights in the emergency room finally went out.
The debate stopped, and everyone rushed forward. Chu Zhiyan was holding her son who weighed almost 40 catties with difficulty, and heard the blond Frenchman say:
"The bleeding has stopped, but the injured are not out of danger, so they should be immediately transferred to the ICU for observation. The situation is dangerous, and the family members must be mentally prepared." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com