Wen Ning's dark eyes were slightly sunk, and she was too lazy to be angry. She could start from the two little kids that she didn't know...

She put away her phone depressedly, leaned over and supported the Liujuan desk, and her mind echoed the conversation she had just had with Li Beichen. She sorted it out carefully and found that there were many doubts.

The point is that Li Beichen asked about his mother.

My mother, who had been in her heart for many years, was suddenly brought up by them.

Wen Ning always felt a little uneasy. She had already accepted the fact that her mother had long died...

Is there any other possibility?

Unfortunately, the car accident case that year was long and the body was destroyed by the Wen family. Now, even if you go to the police station in Rongcheng, you can't get the files out, let alone re-examine the unsolved case that year.

Mother……

If she wasn't dead...

Wen Ning covered her chest, feeling suffocating and palpitations, and she didn't dare to fantasize so much.

This world is so big. If my mother still lives in, why wouldn’t she appear?

It's impossible!

The slight light in my eyes slowly returned to silence.

-

In the hospital.

When Fu Shendong lay on a stretcher, his head was tied with thick gauze and connected to the monitor, and was pushed out like this, Huo Ling rushed over with scarlet eyes, "Uncle."

The Madam Fu and the child were also crying and crying.

"Shen Dong!Shen Dong?"

"Please move out of the way. Patients cannot stay in a bacteria-containing environment and must be transferred to intensive care immediately."

Mrs. Fu's face turned pale: "Doctor, didn't you notify us half an hour ago? Has his surgery been completed successfully?"

"Back to Mrs., the success of the operation is only part of the operation. Mr. Fu did not stop his heart attack and brain activity during the operation, which is a great thing. But this does not mean that he can leave the intensive care unit.

His current situation is in a coma. How long will it take to wake up? It is still unpredictable.

We dare not guarantee you that he will wake up after the anesthesia is gone.

After all, it is very dangerous to have a bullet hit only a few millimeters from the nerves. It is a blessing that Mr. Fu can save his life." The doctor's expression is still very serious.

Huo Ling understood.

The operation saved a life, but it is not certain how long it will take to wake up.

"Then will my uncle, he become a vegetable?"

Huo Ling hated himself and was in the police station.

Li Beichen grabbed his thin arm and saw that Mrs. Fu's face turned pale.

He stopped drinking quietly, "A Ling, the doctor has no possibility of saying it, so it won't happen. Don't scare Mrs. Fu!"

The doctor nodded and smiled at Huo Ling, "Mr. Huo, Mr. Fu has brain activity. You can treat shooting as a major trauma, but the wound does not affect the entire brain. He is conscious in the depths.

However, the injury was not enough to support him to wake up now.

Can you understand?"

"He won't become a vegetative person?" Huo Ling was still scared.

"Of course not!" Li Beichen glanced at him, "Dong Fu is so injured. It will be a matter of time before he wakes up. Now he is in a coma at most."

"Yes, that's how it understands."

The operation expert led the nurse and arranged for Fu Shendong to enter the intensive care unit and go to the ventilator and brain monitor. Everything was arranged properly before the glass door was closed to ensure a sterile environment.

After the doctor came out, Li Beichen and Huo Ling winked.

Huo Ling understood instantly, and his slender body stood in front of the doctor and spoke very sharply, "Doctor, thank you for your best efforts first.

But you must not leak the news about the successful operation of Mr. Fu. It is completely blocked in the hospital!

The news that I don't want my uncle to survive was exposed.

Have you heard it?

The news you can spread is that my uncle has become a vegetable and will always be unconscious."

Li Beichen spoke deeply, "Or, you can directly declare the death of Director Fu."

"What?" Mrs. Fu, who had been quiet, frowned and looked at Li Beichen. The man was so angry that she turned to Huo Ling, and her gentle gaze released her coldness. "Mr. Huo, Shen Dong is not dead, why should he declare him dead? This is a great disrespect to him!"

Huo Ling stood up and he understood the third brother’s intention.

It was time for him to explain this to his aunt and ask for consent, "Actually, the current situation in Modong Company will be relatively serious. The murderer who shot his uncle behind him is eyeing him.

My third brother and I were so meant that we wanted my uncle to keep our energy in the hospital and live a peaceful life.

If I knew my uncle was still alive, the murderer would probably attack him again!

Moreover, Modong Company is now without a leader, so it is difficult to guarantee that those shareholders will have unfair intentions.

This is a way to kill two birds with one stone.”

Mrs. Fu shook her head: "No. No matter what your intentions are, it is already too much to say that vegetative people are.

If he pretends to declare his death, how much misunderstanding will this cause? How can Shen Dong explain when he wakes up in the future and how can he explain to the board of directors in the company?

Moreover, my son can't accept it, and the Fu family is even more so."

She refused firmly.

Li Beichen shook his cold eyes and nodded slightly to show that he understood.

Although deliberately announcing Fu Shendong's death would be a heavy blow to the outside world, a huge uproar spread from the imperial capital and abroad, there would be the echo he wanted under the heavy blow.

However, the feelings of the Fu family were indeed ignored.

He spoke in a low voice, "Mrs. Fu, I'm sorry. We are not thinking about it."

Thank you for your concession and agree to our claims that Director Fu was injured and became a vegetable.

This will make the mastermind behind the scenes surface, and the police station can also help you catch the real murderer as soon as possible.

In addition, there is one more thing that A Ling wants to discuss with you?

After all, Mr. Fu fell down, you are his wife, and you have indirect control over the Modong Group."

But Mrs. Fu grabbed her son and shook her head gently: "About Modong Company, I am a woman. Even if I participate in the board of directors, those shareholders may not listen to me, but I am afraid they will complain to me."

Before, Mr. Huo followed Shen Dong to show off several times in the company, and the board of directors also knew that Shen Dong was optimistic about Mr. Huo.

If there is nothing big about the company at the moment, I want to transfer the rights to Mr. Huo, and you will help me handle matters of big and small. Do you agree?"

After she said that, she looked at her ten-year-old son first, "Baby, what about your opinion on Brother Huo Ling?"

The child is innocent, but his eyebrows and eyes have a layer of wisdom cultivated. At first glance, at a young age, he actually has a hint of Fu Shendong's style.

The boy thought for a moment and looked at Huo Ling. He didn't speak and nodded.

After asking for his son's consent, Mrs. Fu also looked at Huo Ling and waited for his opinion.

The heavy responsibility suddenly hit me, but Mrs. Fu didn't expect that she believed him so much.

Huo Ling was silent for a moment, and with his personality, he would definitely refuse.

After all, he is just Fu Shendong's nephew and is not the heir to the Fu family.

But, thinking about the secret conversation between the third brother and him this afternoon-
Chapter completed!