Pan Long and his wife have arrived.

Pan Long didn't say anything, but Pan Mingli's mother always had a dark face to Zhang Yutong.

The son was greedy for Zhang Yutong's beauty and thought of a way to chase Zhang Yutong. The couple knew very well.

When Pan Mingli divorced, the couple learned that it was because they fell in love with Zhang Yutong, and the mother had a lot of opinions about Zhang Yutong.

When such a thing happens, few mothers can look at the problem rationally and always think that it is the vixen. They don’t know that when Pan Mingli divorced wishfully, Zhang Yutong didn’t know that this was the case.

Seeing that the hand-pushing bed came out, Pan Long stepped forward to ask the attending doctor about the situation.

"The operation was quite successful. Because the back of the head was cracked and there was no blood stasis, it was a good thing, but the brain stem was traumatized."

"Will it affect anything?" Pan Long asked.

"It mainly depends on the degree of recovery. Language nerves, motor nerves, and coordination skills will be more or less affected. The key is to recover." The surgeon emphasized.

"Then shouldn't my son become a useless person?" the mother cried.

"It's not like a useless person. At most, it's a bit disabled. If you recover well, it might be the same as an ordinary person."

"Thank you, doctor." Pan Long said.

The surgeon walked towards his office and took off the surgical cap on his head as he walked.

The mother rubbed towards Zhang Yutong and pointed at Zhang Yutong's face, "It's you, the vixen! My son has become a useless person. Are you satisfied? Are you satisfied now?"

"What are you talking nonsense? Why don't you go to the ward quickly?" Pan Long pulled his wife away.

Zhang Yutong's facial expression did not change at all, but her heart was constantly sinking, sinking.

Zhang Yutong silently followed Pan Long and his wife into Pan Mingli's ward - a high-quality ward. The entire ward was divided into two. The outer room was equivalent to the reception room, with a sofa, a coffee table, and the inner room was a patient's lounge.

Zhang Yutong stayed outside.

Pan Long and his wife entered the inner room.

Nurse and doctor come in and out.

Five or six minutes later, the nurses were finished busy and the doctor left, and then Zhang Yutong walked into the inner room.

Pan Long hugged his hands in front of his chest and looked at his son lying on the hospital bed anxiously. The mother sat in front of the hospital bed, holding one of his son's hands in his hand, with tears in his eyes.

Pan Mingli lay calmly in the quilt, his head wrapped in gauze layer by layer. His eyes were closed, his face was pale, and his breathing was uneven. The multi-parameter monitor placed on the bedside table made dripping sounds from time to time.

Pan Long waved his hand to Zhang Yutong and signaled her to go to the outside room.

Pan Long also came to the outside room.

Pan Long frowned slightly and stared at Zhang Yutong, and said in a low tone: "Mingli did something wrong to you, right?"

Zhang Yutong didn't say anything, but tears that were overflowing from her eyes betrayed her.

"So you can't think of it and jump to the river. Mingli is afraid that you will have an accident and keep following you, so he jumps down to save you after you jump to the river."

Zhang Yutong still lowered her head and said nothing.

"So this is his life." Pan Long exhaled, "He is so infatuated with you, even I, a father, didn't expect it. From his divorce to his later thinking of ways to approach you, including the last time he arranged for someone to kidnap Cao Zhengxuan's father, it was all because of this infatuation."

Zhang Yutong slowly raised her head.

"I know that your marriage date with Cao Zhengxuan is approaching. I am very sorry that such a thing happened at such a critical moment. But everything should be more open. Fortunately, you and Cao Zhengxuan are not married yet. You can make a new choice." Pan Long continued to persuade.

"Can I still choose, Gang Master Pan?" Zhang Yutong said angrily.

"Officer Zhang, I know your situation very well. I asked you to come out to persuade you. This kind of thing happens not only depends on what you think, but also on what Cao Zhengxuan thinks. If two people always have knots about this, it is unfortunate to live together. It is a trauma for you, and it is even more a trauma for Cao Zhengxuan. If so, break up in time while we have not yet got together."

"Are you lobbying for your son?" Zhang Yutong sneezes.

Pan Long shook his head and said, "Why would I still lobby for my son in this situation? He is likely to be disabled, or his legs are inconvenient, or his words are not clear. It is obviously unrealistic to keep you by his side."

"Then why are you trying to persuade me like this?"

"I want you to have the courage to live. Your parents die too early. If you are always unable to think about it, my son will not only harm you, but also your sister. Have you ever thought about this?"

The heartstrings were touched, and Zhang Yutong sobbed again.

"Officer Zhang," Pan Long felt very uncomfortable, although his son was lying on the hospital bed at this time and had not yet woken up, "I tell you as a person who has experienced it, life is like a book, and you have to turn it back page by page, and then turn this page and then go over. What you plan to write is the content of the next page. Do you understand?"

Zhang Yutong looked up at Pan Long again, "I'm afraid I can't turn over this page."

"How could it be, silly girl? If this is not the last page, you will definitely turn over. So, go back early to rest. Think about it carefully. When Mingli wakes up and his condition is stable, I will come to you to discuss compensation. Can you see if you can?"

Zhang Yutong stared at Pan Long's face in a daze.

"What's wrong, Officer Zhang?"

"It's hard for me to connect you with the leader of the Kitchen Knife Gang." Zhang Yutong said frankly.

"Haha, I've been misled by the word "Cookie Knife Help"? You go back now, I'll ask my driver to give you it."

"Thank you, Gang Master Pan."

...

Cao Zhengxuan and his party rushed to the First People's Hospital of Jiangbei Provincial Government. It was already past twelve o'clock.

The IU ward where Fu Daicheng lives is not on the same floor as the general ward, and it is not in the same building.

It's extremely quiet here, and you won't see anyone except one or two medical staff. It's spotless everywhere.

Xiao Xu was guarding the aisle next to the ward.

It was a closed aisle, empty and nothing.

"Dong Cao, Brother Wang, Brother Li, you are finally here." Xiao Xu was very happy to see Cao Zhengxuan and the other two.

"How is Dai Cheng?" Cao Zhengxuan asked.

"It's still what I told you on the phone. I'm still watching Brother Fu through the glass, and the medical staff won't let me in."

"Can you look through the glass?" Wang Xinchun asked.

"Yes, I'll take you there."

A few people came to the glass door of the ICU ward and looked in.

Through the glass and with the soft and dim lights in the ward, the situation in the ward was vaguely visible. The bed was in the center of the ward, and there seemed to be high bulges on both sides of the bed, so Fu Daicheng's face was not visible at all.

There is a cloud of light behind the bed, which should be emitted from the inner room. The medical staff should live in the inner room.
Chapter completed!