402: C402 Kill Han Jie

C402 Kill Han Jie

It was already two o'clock in the morning when he arrived at Lin Province from the provincial capital. When Little Xi and I walked into the hospital ward, we saw the scene in front of us. Little Xi's bright eyes widened. Then, she couldn't help but cover her mouth. She quickly threw herself onto Zhao Laohu and cried.

At this moment, Zhao Laohu's steel-like body was lying on the hospital bed. There were two oxygen tubes stuck in his nose. He was breathing in pain and his expression was very uncomfortable.

As for the reason why Zhao Laohu was hospitalized, it was because he brought his subordinates to drink that night. It was said that he drank a lot that night, just like usual, and drank a lot.

He drank eight big bowls of white wine, which was close to eight catties. He was in a good mood and kept praising me to his subordinates when he drank. "My luck is good. I found such a good son-in-law like Wang Yue. He was loyal and filial, and he was also a university student. Although he was the son of the Evil Land's General, he had never mentioned it before. No matter how I bullied him, I just had to endure it. Let me ridicule him."

"This child is really good. Although he's a bit cheap, there's nothing wrong with him other than being cheap. Which big brother of ours doesn't have a few women? As for him, he is a playboy, but he does not have the taste of being a playboy at all. He was like a child of an ordinary family. He's able to endure hardship, but he's still obedient and honest. "

" It's good now. I'll marry my daughter too. It can be considered to be worthy of Little Xi's mother. After so many years of hard work, Little Xi had finally grown up. Ever since Little Xi got to know Wang Yue, her studies had also improved day by day. Not bad, my Zhao family will no longer be a hooligan. We can also become a cultured family. " When he mentioned Little Xi and I, Zhao Laohu's eyes revealed deep love.

" Lord Hu, let's drink! "One of Zhao Laohu's Group Leader toasted.

"Come, let's drink. Damn it, whoever doesn't drink to death tonight will be a bastard! "As he spoke, Zhao Laohu drank another large bowl of white wine.

However, at this moment, Zhao Laohu's face turned ashen. Then, he clutched his chest in pain and frowned.

"Lord Hu, what happened to you?" Seeing Zhao Laohu's expression was not right, the Group Leader in the gang asked one after another.

"I... I'm fine... Come... let's continue drinking..." Zhao Laohu felt his heart beating wildly, and his entire body felt increasingly uncomfortable. Then, his face turned even more green, and even his lips turned purple.

Just as he picked up the big bowl and prepared to drink another bowl, the big bowl fell to the ground with a bang from his hand, and directly shattered into pieces.

The doctor said that Zhao Laohu had a stroke because he drank too much. Fortunately, it was delivered early. Otherwise, if it was sent late, he might have lost his life.

What was a stroke?

A stroke was a disease that many middle-aged men would suffer from. In Western medicine, it was called cerebral thrombosis. Generally, the patients would smoke, drink, and be easily angered. After suffering from this illness, they would suffer from paralysis at the least, and at the worst, they would lose their lives. One could only quit smoking and drinking, and only after a long period of recuperation could one slowly recover.

If the illness happened again, he would be directly paralyzed, and he would never be able to cure it. The third time he fell ill, he would die directly. Even if he was a reincarnation of a god, he would not be able to do anything about it.

But now, when Zhao Xier hugged Zhao Laohu's strong body and cried loudly, Zhao Laohu was awakened by her cry. Slowly opening his eyes, his pair of tiger eyes gradually became moist.

He wanted to raise his big hand to touch Little Xi's long hair, but his big hand did not listen to his orders. He wanted to say a few words to comfort Little Xi, but he could only say a few vague words.

As for me, I saw that Zhao Laohu was an ambitious man in his life. He did not fall in the face of schemes and plots, and he did not fall in the face of powerful opponents. But now, because of the vicissitudes of time, he was defeated by that ruthless disease.

I, couldn't describe the discomfort in my heart.

No matter how strong a person's martial arts are, no matter how rich a person is, there will always be a day when he becomes old. And when he grew old, no matter how high his martial arts were, no matter how much money he has. He still had to accept fate's arrangement and die like many people.

Zhao Laohu was already old. He was no longer a young man.

After thinking for a while, I couldn't help but cough a few times. Then I sniffled and resisted the urge to cry. I sat beside Zhao Laohu.

Then, I picked up Zhao Laohu's big hand and placed my finger on his wrist. I could only feel that his blood flow was extremely slow. This symptom was clearly caused by a large amount of thrombosis in his cardiovascular system.

I pinched his arm again and massaged his blood vessels, hoping to help him reduce the pain of a stroke.

I can use my acupoints to seal people's acupoints. Naturally, I can also use my acupoints to treat people. However, my acupuncture skill is not at the Grandmaster Level level, so I can't save Zhao Laohu. He had drunk too much wine. His illness was too serious. He had drunk wine for more than thirty years, and it wasn't something that I could cure in a short period of time.

But I still don't want to give up, I'll do my best to make him feel better. When Zhao Laohu saw me helping him so seriously, endless regret immediately surged in his heart.

Regret. He shouldn't have treated me that way back then. It's too late for him to treat me well now.

Seeing the beads of sweat on my forehead, he gently shook his head and mumbled something. The way he looked at me was also indescribably uncomfortable.

I understand what he means. I know he's afraid of me working hard, so he told me not to help him.

Suddenly, his gaze changes as if he had thought of something. Then, he became anxious, and his large hands struggled in my hands. Then, his eyes looked at the paper and pen on the table in the ward. It seemed like he wanted to say something to me.2

"Dad, what do you want to say?" I asked.

"Ya..." He kept nodding his head, his eyes were filled with anxiety.

"My dad wants paper and pen." Zhao Xier quickly took the paper and pen and put them in Zhao Laohu's hands.

Even though Zhao Laohu and Zhao Xier were very smart, they were born with the ability to understand the thoughts of ordinary people. But sometimes they would make mistakes. Zhao Laohu seemed to be worried about communicating with Zhao Xier with his heart, afraid that Zhao Xier would misunderstand the meaning in his heart. He had to use a pen to write it down before he felt relieved.

He tightly grabbed the pen that we handed to him, and with great effort, he wrote on the paper, "Han, Jie, kill..."

When Zhao Laohu's last stroke cut through the paper, my expression changed drastically.

I forgot that there was still Han Jie, the biggest hidden danger in the Zhao family. In the past, Zhao Laohu loved talents and felt that it was a pity to kill Han Jie, so he kept Han Jie from killing him.

But now, Zhao Laohu was seriously ill and hospitalized. Other than Zhao Laohu, there was no one else in this huge Seven-star Gang that could shock Han Jie.

At this moment, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open. I turned around abruptly and saw the young man who walked into the ward. His facial expression changed instantly.

"Wang Yue, how dare you assassinate Gang Master Zhao? Today, I will make you stay in Lin Province forever!" After saying that, the young man waved his hand, and a large group of young men rushed in with machetes in their hands.

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