After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

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The heavy rain was still falling, so Lin Zongheng called Lin Mengde and then hurriedly drove to the hospital.

Qian Ling hung up the phone in her hand, she finally let go of her tense nerves, turned around and smiled at Ji Jing.

"Go and rest, it's over."

Ji Jing, who had always been smiling, stood up and whispered.

"I··"

"Don't move around at night. Just stay here. Liang'er, don't leave either. Let Xiaoli accompany Ji Jing. Gou Dapao died. Han Qian is fine."

After hearing the news, Ji Jing couldn't help but shed tears. She covered her mouth and turned upstairs. Su Liang stood up and said softly.

"Director Qian, please rest. I want to go to the hospital."

Qian Ling frowned, then nodded.

Su Liang picked up his suit and got up and left the Qian's villa, heading to the hospital despite the heavy rain. At the same time, Yan Qingqing and Cai Qinghu received calls at the same time, and the messages were concise and to the point.

There is no hook cannon in this world anymore. Han Qian was slightly injured and is now in the hospital, nothing serious.

After hearing the news, Nuan Nuan got up and was about to go out. Yan Qingqing stepped forward and stopped Nuan Nuan.

"You can't go out. No one here is less worried about Han Qian than you. Just wait until dawn to leave and don't cause unnecessary trouble."

Wen Nuan glared at Yan Qingqing fiercely, and then Tong Yao spoke.

"Mr. Yan is right, Xiao Nuan, you better not rush out. It's already 1 o'clock, and it's raining so hard outside. We can't explain to Han Qian what accident happened to you."

Nuan Nuan turned his head and glared at Nursery Rhyme. At this time, Yeats stood up, raised his hands and smiled.

"You are all Han Qian's confidante, but I am not, so I don't need to explain my affairs to him. I will go downstairs to prepare for my work."

Yeats opened the door and walked out. Wu Qingsi also wanted to imitate Yeats's free and easy style, but Cai Qinghu grabbed her ears and scolded her.

"Filming, filming, filming, why did you forget what Xu Hongchang said when he came here just now? If you are short of money, I will give it to you, you, you, I will beat you to death."

After finishing his words, Cai Qinghu stood up, stretched, and yawned.

"You guys just wait until daybreak. I'll go to bed first. Little Carrots, you sleep with me."

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In the hospital, Lin Zongheng came to the door of the operating room, trotted forward and grabbed his father's arm, eagerly asking how Luo Shen was injured. Lin Mengde waved his hand and slapped Lin Dabastard on the face.

"Xiao Shen has been missing for so long. How many calls have I made to you? Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Lin Zongheng knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

"Dad, I am preparing for my wedding to Luo Shen. I wanted to give her a surprise. It was my negligence and my fault."

The slaps fell on the face one after another. The nurse outside the operating room had envy in her eyes. What a good man he was. But the eyes of the four men in suits guarding the door of the operating room were extremely cold.

They knew about Luo Shen's injury, and their fiancée disappeared for half a night in the heavy rain without paying any attention to her. Why would they need to perform this scene?

Lin Mengde angrily told Lin Zongheng to stay here and wait. If something happened to Luo Shen, he wouldn't have to go back.

After Lao Lin left, Lin Zongheng took out his mobile phone and called the dean. Not long after, the dean rushed over with the doctor. The dean trotted forward and held Lin Zongheng's hand, saying enthusiastically.

"Master Lin!"

Lin Zongheng wiped his tears and whispered.

"Uncle Zhang, you must save Luo Shen. She is the woman I love most. I really don't know how I would live without her. Please tell her what's going on now."

In Lin Zongheng's heart, he hoped that Luo Shen would die inside, and that the dean would understand his thoughts and not rescue this bitch.

He didn't understand why Luo Shen was still alive, but died in Hook Cannon. Didn't Wei Tiancheng also send people there?

Dean Zhang let go of Lin Zongheng's hand and strode towards the operating room. When he was still two meters away from the door of the operating room, two strong men in black stretched out their hands to stop Dean Zhang. Dean Zhang turned around and looked Xiang Lin Zongheng said softly.

"Master Lin, this?"

Lin Zongheng lowered his head and choked.

"Get out of the way and let Dean Zhang go in to check on my fiancée."

After saying this, when Dean Zhang was about to move forward again, one of the men pulled out a short knife from his waist and said coldly.

"Back off! Without the orders of my master and Director Li, none of you can approach the operating room."

At this time, the door of the operating room was opened, and a nurse came out and said anxiously.

"Where are the family members? Come and sign. The patient's condition is not optimistic now. Which of you has type A blood? We are preparing to draw blood. I am worried that it will be too late to transfer the blood."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zongheng shouted quickly.

"I am a family member. I am a family member. I am here to sign. I have type A blood. Please save my wife. I will go in to draw blood right away."

He was making his final struggle. His blood was not type A. He had to enter the operating room to give Luo Shen a blood transfusion. As long as Luo Shen was dead, all subsequent troubles would not be considered troubles. The nurse nodded, and Lin Zongheng stood up and walked forward. , limping, he was stalling for time.

But at this moment, the two men guarding the door looked at each other. The Chinese character on the left reached out and grabbed the pen from the nurse's hand and wrote his name on the critical illness notice. The other man took off his suit and said coldly.

"I have type A blood, so I don't need a test. If something goes wrong, I'll die!"

The nurse was already frightened. When she raised her head and looked at Lin Zongheng again, the man who signed the contract grabbed the nurse's collar and came forward and said a few words in her ear. The nurse's eyes widened instantly and she pulled the nurse. The man who was ready to donate blood walked into the operating room.

Seeing this scene, Lin Zongheng's eyes turned red, turned around, grabbed the dean's collar and roared.

"How do you become the dean! I can't sign my wife's notice? You stop the operation immediately, otherwise I will make your life worse than death!"

Dean Zhang was also confused. At first he thought these bodyguards were Lin Zongheng's people, but then he realized that these four men did not seem to take Lin Zongheng seriously, and even said that they did not trust Lin Zongheng.

Stopped the operation?

The young lady of the Luo family would definitely die. He couldn't afford to offend the Lin family. Dean Zhang closed his eyes and took a deep breath, preparing to follow what Lin Zongheng said. After all, he was the only person Luo Shen could count as a relative in Binhai City.

But then he looked at the three men who had already drawn their knives, and he hesitated.

Lin Zongheng's anxious heart was already in a state of confusion. He jumped on his feet and pointed at the three men and cursed angrily.

"Don't fucking think that I dare not touch Tu Xiao's people. Let me tell you, if something happens to Luo Shen, I will not let you go, nor will I let your family go."

The three men looked at Lin Zongheng with cold eyes without saying a word or giving in.

Not long after, the man who donated blood came out with a pale face and covered his arms. He nodded to the three companions and whispered a few words to the man who signed the contract, probably discussing Luo Shen's condition.

Seeing that the last chance was about to disappear, Lin Zongheng was desperate. Now he could only hope that Gou Dapao would talk less and not tell him out.

In another operating room, Han Qian stared at the bright medical lights.

He only had local anesthesia and had only one request, be quick!

He had to get out of the operating room within an hour. Listening to the sound of needles passing through the skin, Han Qian's face was expressionless. He was worried about Luo Shen, worried that Lin Zongheng or Liu Shengge had bribed people in the hospital to take Luo Shen's life.

Guan Junbiao stood aside in surgical clothes and said calmly.

"Brother Han, just treat him with peace of mind. The people guarding Luoshen are all old men who have been with my master for more than ten years."

Han Qian wanted to speak, but he found that he couldn't make any sound.

Slowly, the consequences of requiring a small amount of anesthesia came. There was no part of the body that was not in pain. Beads of cold sweat oozed from his forehead. The nurse kept wiping Han Qian's sweat, but Han Qian never asked for anesthesia.

Guan Junbiao took a step back, squatted on the ground and whispered softly.

"You, you, you have more than twenty stab wounds, large and small. If you don't use general anesthesia, what will happen to the wound on your forehead? Just wait for Xiao Liang'er to come over and let him guard Luo Shen."

Han Qian blinked at the nurse. The nurse narrowed her eyes and seemed to be smiling. Han Qian smiled, blinked twice, and the nurse asked softly.

"Can I take anesthesia?"

Han Qian blinked and the nurse said again.

"One injection will hurt, but you will wake up quickly. Two injections will last a long time. Just tell me in the blink of an eye."

Han Qian blinked, and the nurse turned to look at the surgeon. The doctor nodded. In fact, Han Qian's injury was not fatal. The most important problem with his body was excessive blood loss.

At four o'clock in the morning, Han Qian walked out of the operating room with the support of Guan Junbiao.

Li Jinhai quickly stood up. Han Qian saw that his second uncle had not even had time to change into his soaked police uniform. He smiled, but this smile affected the wounds on his face. Han Qian took a breath and said softly.

"Second uncle, is Zheng Jing okay?"

When Li Jinhai mentioned this guy, his face was full of anger and he gritted his teeth.

"This loser was trapped under the quilt by Feng Lun. I have transferred him back to the bureau to be punished. I found two gangsters from the Mid-Autumn Festival Massacre in the bathroom on the first floor of your house and have brought him back to the bureau. Why did you come out? Second uncle helped you to rest."

Han Qian shook his head gently.

"Go to Luoshen, second uncle. I will tell you the details tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Second uncle, please find me a wheelchair."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Guan Junbiao refused Li Jinhai's request for a pushcart. He pushed Han Qian slowly towards Luoshen's operating room. Su Liang, who was waiting anxiously outside the operating room door, saw Han Qian and trotted over. His The movement woke up Lin Zongheng, who was resting on the bench.

Lin Zongheng sat up and rubbed his eyes and looked at Han Qian who was walking over in a wheelchair. His anger welled up in his heart. He got up and ran towards Han Qian at a trot. When he was still three to five meters away, two black men Skin's bodyguard grabbed Lin Zongheng's arm.

Han Qian smiled at Su Liang, then nodded to the two bodyguards, and they whispered in stiff Chinese.

"Master!"

"Let Mr. Lin go quickly, my fiancée is still critically ill."

After finishing his words, Han Qian slowly stood up and bowed deeply to Lin Zongheng with the support of Su Liang and Guan Dagou.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, I failed to protect your fiancée."

After saying this, Han Qian straightened up and said with narrowed eyes.

"I disappoint you."

At this moment, Lin Zongheng had the intention to kill people.

At six o'clock in the morning, Luo Shen was pushed out of the operating room.

People are still alive.