C87 (1/2)
On the other side, Murong family.
Mrs. Murong is concerned about guarding the Murong sea. Several doctors in white coats are anxiously helping her with treatment.
Finally, after plastering his left hand with a thick layer of plaster, one of the doctors, who was young, wiped his sweat and said helplessly:
”madam, the injury on the young master's face is not a big problem except for losing a few teeth! It's just This comminuted fracture of the left hand, even if cured later, will not be as flexible as before. ”
Murong Hai is most proud of the hands that play the piano, now the left hand is directly abandoned.
There is no doubt that the piano has nothing to do with him in the future.
”Zeng Tianhao! I've fed you all for nothing Mrs. Murong's face collapsed and roared angrily.
Zeng Tianhao's hands were wrapped in plaster. Hearing the speech, he knelt down directly, biting his teeth and saying, ”it's my fault that the young master was injured. I didn't protect the young master well. Please punish your wife.”
At this time, standing behind her, a man more than 50 years old said in silence: ”madam, calm down, this time, or blame us for belittling the enemy!”
”Lao Zhang, Hai'er is like this now. What should you do When she said this, Mrs. Murong was shaking all over her body, and her plump chest also went up and down.
It turned out that Zeng Tianhao and others were recruited by this old Zhang to help Mrs. Murong. Before that, they had been relying on their vigorous skills to help them deal with many shady things.
”Madam, things have already happened. It's better to let them bear their crimes and make contributions to see what happens later.”
Lao Zhang didn't plead for Zeng Tianhao, but simply felt that if he let these people die, he would have to look for his subordinates again at that time. It was too troublesome.
Mrs. Murong coldly looked at Zeng Tianhao, who was kneeling on the ground, and said coldly: ”in the face of Lao Zhang, I will not deal with you this time! But remember, you owe my Murong family a life. ”
As soon as the voice fell, Lao Zhang kicked Zeng Tianhao: ”don't go down quickly.”
”Yes
After Zeng Tianhao left the room, a middle-aged man rushed in and saw Mrs. Murong anxiously asked, ”Wan'er, how's Xiaohai?”
”In bed.”
Mrs. Murong looked at the bed. The middle-aged man rushed to see his son lying on the bed with a look of heartache on his face.
”Wan'er, how could Xiaohai become like this
Mrs. Murong suppressed the bottom of her heart's anger: ”Deng ran, your son is like this, can you be willing to come back?”
”Wan'er, isn't I busy with the company?” After hearing this, Deng ran quickly explained it to his wife.
Seeing this, I believe everyone is very worried about why muronghai is not surnamed Deng, but Murong.
In fact, it's very simple. Deng ran did nothing at that time. The old man Murong accepted him as his son-in-law. He just wanted to find a son-in-law to continue the family's incense.
The Murong family has been a big Mafia family in Jinning city for generations. Who knows that the Murong overseas Lord only gave birth to a daughter here. It is estimated that it is a bad thing to do too much. Heaven will punish them.
Therefore, as long as a discerning person can see, in this family, in the end, who is the master of the word.
Murong Wan didn't blame her husband too much. After all, she didn't tell her husband about the incident before and after, so she just narrated the whole thing calmly.
After hearing this, Deng ran kept a gloomy face and did not speak. In fact, many years ago, he told his wife not to use the forces of the underworld to deal with the son's side of the problem, because in the long run, he would only become more and more arrogant.
Seeing that her husband didn't speak, Murong Wan was silent for a while, and then said, ”Lao Zhang, find me a hundred people. I don't believe that ye Mo has beaten seven people, and he has been able to beat a hundred.”