"Say, what did you just inject me!"

Just before he fell into a coma, he clearly felt a pain in the back of his neck, and then he didn't know anything.

The doctor waved his hand helplessly: "Mr. Ou Jue, you can't blame me for this. It's because you were indeed a little too excited just now, and there are obvious signs of being crazy. If you don't take action in time, you still don't know what you will be like now."

After hearing this, Ou Jue snorted coldly, but he still let go and walked out without saying a word.

"I advise you not to go first."

The doctor spoke behind him, "I know you really want to see your mother now, but people cannot be resurrected. You will only be sad when you are in the past."

Ou Jue froze all over, turned around and stared at him viciously: "As a doctor, there is no way to save the patient, what's the use of asking you!"

He pushed open the door and rushed out, and soon arrived at the intensive care unit.

Then at this time, only his father, who was still unconscious, was left in the room. As for his mother's body, he had long been sent to the morgue in the hospital.

No matter how unwilling to accept it, Ou Jue could not change this fact.

He managed to deal with his mother's funeral with a breath, which was already three days later.

The huge manor is empty, and the portrait of my mother is placed in the middle of the living room.

Ou Jue was nestled decadently on the sofa, with countless empty wine bottles scattered around him.

He has been here these days because he is unwilling to face it, because he doesn't know how to face it, but he doesn't play the role of relieving his worries with drunkenness.

The doorbell suddenly rang outside the door, and Ou Jue seemed to have not heard it at all, without any reaction at all.

The person outside the door seemed to be anxious and kept hitting the door with his hands. Ou Jue collapsed there and did not move, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him.

"Damn it, you guys, open the door quickly. Can you not worry about it?"

Lin Jiacheng outside the room kept beating the door, but he never got a reaction.

He and Ou Jue are very good college classmates. They were sent to other cities for business trips in the past two months, so they didn't know about the accident that happened to Ou Jue's family.

When he came to get the news, it was too late.

Lin Jiacheng found out that Ou Jue died and injured his parents, and the company was almost hollowed out.

He was very worried about Ou Jue's situation, so after putting down his luggage, he rushed over immediately, but he didn't know that this guy didn't even want to open the door.

Because Lin Jiacheng was really worried about his situation, he didn't care much and kicked the door open.

With a bang, the door was kicked open and light came in faintly.

Lin Jiacheng immediately rushed in impatiently and saw the messy appearance in the living room at a glance.

His brows frowned unconsciously. The person spread on the sofa was not the Ou Jue I remembered.

Although Ou Jue in his impression was a bit fickle, he was also proud and arrogant, and very capable, but he had never been discovered.

But now it is like a pool of mud, which is simply unbearable to look at it!

"Ou Jue, I know you're in a very sad mood now, but you still have a lot of things to deal with, and you can't just be so depressed."

Lin Jiacheng sat beside him and advised with great thought: "A person cannot be resurrected when he dies, you must think about it for the future."

I don’t know which sentence stimulated him. Ou Jue, who had no response, suddenly turned his head and stared at him fiercely: “Everyone can say anything big! If your parents suddenly had an accident, relatives and friends watched coldly, and no one was willing to help. I think you can still be so calm!”

"You!" Lin Jiacheng was a little angry, but he knew that he was in a bad mood now, so he didn't care about him as much as he did, but said very seriously: "Who said you don't have friends to help? I went on a business trip in another city before, but you didn't know that I came to you as soon as I came back, but you didn't even want to open the door for me!"

The two of them have been good friends for many years. Even though Ou Jue was in a bad mood, he didn't say anything else.

Lin Jiacheng patted his shoulder heavily: "Ou Jue, listen to my advice. Forget about the past, you have to think about your future, and your father. He is still lying in the intensive care unit and needs a lot of money and energy to support him. Do you think you are still qualified to be so decadent!"

Ou Jue raised his eyes, obviously touched by this sentence.

Lin Jiacheng was a little happy and continued, "Although I don't know what happened to your family, look at your company, if this continues, it will become someone else's. And your father still needs so much medical expenses, you have to think of a solution, otherwise you will not only lose your mother, but also lose your only relative in the world!"

Just as he finished speaking, Ou Jue suddenly stood up from the chair.

Lin Jiacheng was startled: "What are you doing?"

Ou Jue looked at him with his head down: "You are right. I can't let something happen to my dad, otherwise I'm really a waste!"

He raised his foot and was about to walk out. He was no longer as decadent as before. Lin Jiacheng saw it and was happy in his heart, but he still asked many times: "Where are you going now?"

"Of course, I'm going to settle the score with those bastards! Even if my father can't host the company now, it's not those people's turn to divide it up!"

Over the past few days, Ou Jue has accumulated too much resentment in his heart, so he can't control his temper at all, and he has to go out without looking back.

Lin Jiacheng quickly stepped forward and stopped him, held the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said earnestly: "It's been so long since I saw you, why are you still so impatient in your work? Can you solve the problem with impulse now? All this has to be discussed for a long time. You should sit down first and let's discuss it slowly!"

"What's there to discuss about this? The company is my father's. Can't those people still dare to snatch me?" Ou Jue's eyes flashed with a sense of hostility.

Although he said that, he knew very well that the old antiques in the company had made many contributions to his father, and they usually showed off their power.

At such a critical moment, it is really hard to say whether he will listen to his order. Maybe he will even turn the blame.
Chapter completed!