345: C345 There Was Almost No Chance for Him to Wake up

C345 There Was Almost No Chance for Him to Wake up

The operating theater was just one wall away from them. Liang Xiao was lying inside, and it was hard to tell whether he was alive or dead. Outside the wall, before the group of people from the Liang family could go far, they started to fight for the inheritance.

These people were greedy and selfish. Fu Yunjian could not help but sneer at them.

"Director Fu..." Liang Xiao's assistant did not expect that the old man would have a heart attack. He was so anxious that he did not know what to do. "Why don't you stay here and watch..."

Fu Yunjian said lightly, "Didn't you hear that Master Liang is dead? A group of people rushed to mourn for the old man. If you go, you can only stand there and do nothing. You might as well stay here and wait for Director Liang to come out."

Seeing the man say so, the assistant ultimately stayed here. She called people to deal with the car accident news while waiting for the lights in the operating theater to go out.

Time passed minute by minute. After a long time, the lights in the operating theater finally went off.

"Doctor!" The assistant put down the phone and rushed forward to ask the doctor anxiously, "How is Director Liang?"

The doctor took off his mask and looked very serious. "We changed Director Liang's blood a few times and took care of him, but... Director Liang's brain was seriously damaged and he became a vegetable."

The assistant was speechless for a while and asked with hope, "Is it... temporary?"

" Sorry... " The doctor's tone was very heavy, "With Director Liang's condition, there is almost no chance for him to wake up..."

After five hours of surgery, his medical skills were exhausted. He hurriedly said a few words to his assistant, arranged for the nurse to stay in the hospital, and then left.

From the operating theater to Liang Xiao's single ward, the assistant had always been muddle-headed.

"Director Fu, what should we do?" After a long time, the assistant looked at Fu Yunjian who was in the same room. "The old man is dead. If the outside world knows that Director Liang is in a vegetative state..."

Fu Yunjian put one hand into his pocket. He was tall and straight, and just standing there made people feel pressured.

He looked at Liang Xiao, who was on the sickbed with a ventilator, and said, "You can't hide this from me even if you want to. I will find someone to guard Liang Xiao in the ward. You go to the Liang's to work as usual tomorrow morning."

The assistant pushed up his glasses, and his face was pale and ugly.

Just a few hours ago, when he saw the ugly faces of those two families in the corridor, the assistant knew that the Liang's would be in chaos tomorrow morning.

The assistant looked at Fu Yunjian, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

After all, this was a matter of Liang family.

About ten minutes later, a group of well-trained bodyguards came to Liang Xiao's ward. After Fu Yunjian finished giving instructions, he left with Liang Xiao's assistant.

It was already three thirty in the morning. Everything was quiet. There were only a few cars on the street.

However, the internet was still on fire. Everyone was discussing the accident that happened to the president of Liang's. Even the news of Old Liang's death due to a heart attack was still on the hot topic.

On the way back, Fu Yunjian took some time to look at the media website. His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a trace of gloominess.

"The good show has just begun."

...

Early in the morning, Yan Shu was still sleeping soundly. A soft and fragrant kiss landed on her cheek, "Mommy, Mommy..."

"Your mommy is dead." Yan Shu muttered and pulled over the blanket to cover herself.

"Mommy, it's already seven o'clock. Hurry up and get up." Yan Xiaosui pushed Yan Shu through the blanket and shouted, "You are going to send me to Jing's house today."

"Mommy, Mommy, I love you..."

"Mommy..."

Yan Shu was so noisy that she stuck her head out from under the blanket to follow her hand.2

She used her hand to pinch her daughter's cheek, "It's only seven o'clock, why are you so anxious? Maybe Fu Jingyan is still sleeping."

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