Chapter 63 (1/2)
Two in the morning.
Ninghai first people's hospital.
In a special ward, the lights are bright at the moment.
A young doctor in a white coat and a nurse were gathered around a luxurious hospital bed to record data.
On this luxurious hospital bed lay a handsome young man.
This man is song Zhuoyu, who lost three legs by Lei Hu at noon today.
However, at this moment, song Zhuoyu has lost his former glory, fell asleep, hung drops on his hands, put thick plaster on his legs and put them on the shelf.
The third leg is also wrapped with a thick layer of gauze.
The whole person looks miserable and desolate.
Beside the bed sat a middle-aged man with outstanding temperament, strong appearance and burly figure.
The middle-aged man is song Hongyu, chairman of Hongtu group, which is song Zhuoyu's Lao Tzu.
At this time, song Hongyu's face was not good-looking, and his feet were full of cigarette butts.
His face was tight. Under his raised eyebrows, a pair of angry red eyes shone two cold lights. His slightly dry mouth moved restlessly, and his lower lip had been bitten with a tooth mark.
He was so angry. At noon today, he was having a meeting in a branch of another province. He received a call from the hospital saying that his son had been beaten!
Upon hearing the news, song Hongyu ignored the meeting and rushed to the hospital by plane.
When he learned that his son's three legs were all wasted, he almost fainted with anger!
And he also vowed to find the murderer and repay it a hundred times a thousand times!
At this time, the young doctor came to song Hongyu trembling.
”What's up, just say it!”
Song Hongyu looked at his son in the hospital bed without raising his head.
The young doctor swallowed his saliva, then trembled and said, ”Song Shao's vital signs are very normal. At present, song Shao is not in danger except that his nerves are a little excited.
However, song Shao's leg fracture is serious. He needs to be hospitalized for at least three to six months to get better... And... ”
At this point, the young doctor dared not go on.
Because song Hongyu put too much pressure on him.
”And what, go on.” Song Hongyu repressed his anger and said.
”Yes, Mr. Song.”
The young doctor nodded and then continued, ”and song Shao's place has suffered a serious blow, so it will take at least two years to recover completely.
Moreover, in the past two years, song Shao must not touch women, otherwise it will be very dangerous... ”
”Enough!”
Song Hongyu drank coldly. His bloodshot eyes stared at the young doctor and said, ”I'll ask you, can my son recover to the same as before?”
”Maybe... Yes.” The young doctor replied.
”I need an accurate answer.” Song Hongyu said faintly.
Although song Hongyu's voice was not loud, a breath of the superior came out without concealment, which made the young doctor's legs tremble.
He swallowed hard and replied, ”yes.”
”Well, that's what you said. If my son can recover, I will reward you five million.
Of course, if my son can't recover, I'll send someone to destroy your legs and drive you out of the hospital. ” Song Hongyu smiled at the young doctor and said.
The smile was so gloomy that the young doctor could not feel the temperature.
He knew that what song Hongyu had just said was definitely not a joke.
Because this middle-aged man has this ability.
Therefore, he had no way out and had to fight his life to save the master in bed.
Seeing that the young doctor was too scared to speak, song Hongyu smiled and said, ”don't be nervous. Isn't there still time? I can wait. As long as I can cure my son, it doesn't matter to wait for a year or two, do you understand?”
”Understand, understand!”
The young doctor nodded repeatedly, then patted his chest and promised, ”Mr. Song, I will try my best to treat song Shao!”
Song Hongyu took a cowhide envelope from one side, stuffed it into the young doctor's hand and said, ”this is for you. Take it.”
”No, no, no, Mr. Song, I can't take the money.” The young doctor shook his head.
”Take it if you want it. The money is not for you. What I want is that you do your best to treat my son!” Song Hongyu replied.
”Yes, Mr. Song, I will try my best to treat song Shao.”
The young doctor nodded quickly and took the cowhide envelope.