Anning District, Jinding Club.

In the second floor conference room, Zhao Dongqiang looked at the few people doing it with a gloomy face. In the past month, the leader of his subordinates disappeared, the one who withdrew, and the one who had died unexpectedly. The former had more than 20 members of the Jinding Club, but now there are only seven left.

"How is the situation on Beifeng?"

"Master Zhao, the Huawu District has been completely in chaos. We have already snatched two-thirds of the territory. In another two or three days, when the brothers have accumulated their energy, they can attack Huanglong, catch Beifeng off guard, and completely take his nest." said a hall master sitting in front.

"Okay!" Zhao Dongqiang said coldly: "Master Wu, please help me watch. Don't kill him, catch him for me."

"Yes, Mr. Zhao." The man named Master Wu nodded and agreed.

"Okay, let's go! Zihe, stay!" Zhao Dongqiang called Ding Zihe. Since Beifeng rebelled, the other three major war generals Zhen Nande and Xu Longxi were brought down. Shi Dong died, and even his sharp knife Wang Ganghu died. Now his most trusted subordinate is Ding Zihe. Ding Zihe is also in charge of dealing with Beifeng.

"Master Zhao, what's wrong?" Ding Zihe looked respectful.

"Zihe, Zhang Moqian was hit in the chest by the killer I invited for a high price. Now he is in the First People's Hospital. It is said that his condition is in critical condition. Now the killer is dead. In order to ensure that if I want you to send someone, no matter what method I use, I will kill Zhang Moqian for me!" Zhao Dongqiang's eyes flashed. The shooting news in Tianhe Square that day had been reported, and the killer was killed by a sniper gun. He himself did not expect that Zhang Moqian's life would be so hard, and he could survive in the hospital after being hit in the chest. Although he heard that the situation was critical and he was already in the intensive care unit, his habit was to completely cut off the grass.

"Master Zhao, according to the information I have obtained, there are many plainclothes around Zhang Moqian's intensive care unit, and even nurses and doctors are monitoring it. It is too difficult to do it!" Ding Zihe frowned.

"Zihe, money can make the devil push the mill. As long as you give more money, someone will definitely do it." Zhao Dongqiang said coldly: "Zhang Moqian, I must die, otherwise I will not feel at ease."

"Then I'll go and give orders." Ding Zihe said.

"Zihe, you are my most trusted brother at the moment. Now there is a turmoil in the underground world of Kunming, even Feng Sanshun and Jinhong can't seem to be calm. I want to take advantage of this turmoil to get a share of the pie. I rely on you. I believe that with your ability, we can definitely protect our territory." Zhao Dongqiang patted Ding Zihe's shoulder and said.

"Master Zhao, I will do my best." Ding Zihe whispered.

At this time, Zhao Dongqiang did not notice that Ding Zihe's hands were tightly pinched together, and blue veins bulged!

Ding Zihe left the Jinding Club and got into the car. He sent the driver to buy a pack of cigarettes. After the driver left, he called.

"Hey, I'm Ding Zihe!"

"What's the matter?" A steady voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Zhao Dongqiang wants me to send someone to kill Zhang Moqian!"

"Oh, it seems he can't hold back." The other end of the phone said in a deep voice: "Remember, you are standing aside with us now, and you know what to do."

After Ding Zihe hung up the phone, he lit a cigarette and took a sip, saying, "Zhao Dongqiang, if you make my daughter become a six-year-old mentally retarded child, I won't let you have a good time."

Intensive Care Unit.

Zhang Moqian was wrapped tightly in various instruments. The danger period had passed twenty-four hours, and he showed no sign of waking up.

"Garden bun, you have to hold on." Zhao Shi's eyes were red, she had already cried and she had tears. From the time she woke up to now, she sat in front of the hospital bed and guarded Zhang Moqian without any food.

Zhang Moyan stood by the window. She looked at her younger brother who had not slept all day and night, and then at her best friend Jiang Jiaomei who had not slept all day and night by her side.

"Are you hesitating to tell Uncle Zhang about Mo Qian's situation?" Jiang Jiaomei seemed to be able to understand people's psychology, and she could see through Zhang Moyan's hesitation at a glance.

"Girl, I really don't know what to do!" Zhang Moyan rubbed his temples, "I don't want my dad to worry, but...if..."

"Tell Uncle Zhang!" Jiang Jiaomei looked serious, "Mo Yan, he is Mo Qian's father, and he has the right to know all of this."

"good!"

After being mentioned by her best friend, Zhang Moyan thought about it and pressed her father's phone number.

After two beeps, it was connected.

"Mo Yan." Zhang Yiqun's voice came from the phone.

"Dad, something happened to Mo Qian!" Zhang Moyan said in a crying voice.

"What happened?" Zhang Yiqun's voice changed suddenly.

Zhang Moyan told his father everything that happened, including Zhang Moqian, who had a 72-hour dangerous period. If he could not wake up within 72 hours, he might not wake up for the rest of his life.

"He will wake up!" After Zhang Moyan finished speaking, Zhang Yiqun paused and said firmly.

"Well, we must believe in Mo Qian." His father's words seemed like a heart-boosting agent, which calmed Zhang Moyan's heart a lot, and he became more and more convinced that Mo Qian would definitely be able to survive. He could survive two years ago, and this time it would definitely be possible.

"Shishi, it's time for an infusion. The wound on your shoulder is still bleeding. What should I do if I get infected?" Qin Ziyan advised her. Seeing her daughter looking like she didn't eat or drink, she felt very distressed as a mother.

"Shishi, the nurse has prepared the needle water." Zhao Wu also advised: "You have to wait for him to wake up, but you must also take care of your body first, otherwise when he wakes up, you will be all over. Listen to your father, go back to the ward for infusion first, and wait until the infusion is over, and come down to see him."

Zhao Shi was indifferent.

Jiang Jiaomei nodded at Zhang Moyan and lowered her voice, "Did you see it? This girl, our little Moqian is quite infatuated. I really don't know what kind of virtue Xiao Moqian has accumulated in her previous life. Go and persuade her and let her go back to the ward for an infusion first. She was also injured very much."

Zhang Moyan nodded and walked to Zhao Shi. Zhao Shi's age was about the same as hers, and the other party was her younger brother's girlfriend, so she shouted directly: "Shishi, you go back for an infusion first! You are Mo Qian's girlfriend, don't you understand his personality? If he wakes up and sees you like this, he will be angry."

"Sister Mo Yan, will he really wake up?" Zhao Shi said in tears.

"Yes, sure." Zhang Moyan comforted: "There are so many people who care about him and love him, and he dare not wake up. Go back with your parents for infusion. Just wait until the infusion is over, and then come down to accompany Mo Qian."

"Yes!" Perhaps because Zhang Moyan's only relative who was related to the Tubaozi was present, Zhao Shi felt a sense of closeness to her. She accepted Zhang Moyan's suggestion and returned to her ward with her parents.

The employees of Golden Sunshine all read the news and rushed to the hospital. However, because Zhang Moqian needed to be quiet, they all stood consciously in the corridor and looked at their boss from the window, the boss who was kind to others and gave them generous benefits. The women were very emotional. Xiaoru, who always called Zhang Moqian's name, cried and cried very sadly. Li Si, the manager of Golden Sunshine Branch, was also like Xiaoru.

Due to its special identity, the Big Dipper only came Yaoguang, which had been exposed to everyone's eyes. Looking at the young master who was once alive, Yaoguang's eyes turned red for no reason, and he silently prayed: Young master, you must survive, Yaoyao is still waiting to compete with you to dominate the world!

He Zijing was still wearing a hat and sunglasses and was mixing on this floor. She needed to get Zhang Moqian's accurate situation as soon as possible. Is she dead or not!

Xue Chan and Han Xiaolan also came, and they ran into each other in the elevator.

"You are here to see Zhang Moqian?" Han Xiaolan asked the first question.

"Well, where are you?"

"Me too!"

The two seemed to be in a bad mood. They only learned about Zhang Moqian's injury after more than a day. The two broke into the ward together and looked at Zhang Moqian who was unconscious in bed, their eyes were red.

Xue Chan covered her mouth and tried hard not to cry. She separated from Zhang Moqian. Why did Zhang Moqian have an accident that night? She always thought that she just liked him. Until now, seeing that he might die at any time, Xue Chan realized that Zhang Moqian had been deeply imprinted in her heart. This was not like, but love.

Han Xiaolan shed tears silently. How did the shameless, who has always liked to talk poorly, become like this? Can he still wake up? Can he still wake up? He will definitely wake up!

The most calm person on the scene was a crazy woman who studied psychology. But being calm did not mean that she was not worried. Her worries were no less than anyone else.

Time ticks, passing minute by minute.

Everyone was trying to call Zhang Moqian, but he was like a sculpture lying calmly on the ground, without any sound. In order to stimulate his nerves, Zhang Moyan also asked someone to make a piano to the intensive care unit and play the piano for him, but he still had no reaction.

Thirty-six hours have passed...

Forty-eight hours have passed...

Sixty hours have passed...

Seventy hours have passed...

With only the last two hours left, everyone became more and more desperate. They were all guarding the door of the intensive care unit. Being shot in the chest was a miracle, but everyone was looking forward to another miracle, that is, he could wake up within the last two hours.

In the last hour, Shi Liang found the attending doctor.

"Doctor, how is my brother doing? Why isn't he awake yet?" Zhang Moyan asked anxiously after the doctor finished the examination.

"There is no hope, prepare for the funeral!" The attending doctor shook his head and sighed.

"What?"

Zhang Moyan's body was shaking.

At this moment, Yu Xiaoan, who learned the news from Liu Datong, gave up the business he had discussed in the Demon City and rushed back in vain.
Chapter completed!