Chapter 803 The Seriously Ill Old Meng(1/2)
Chapter 803 The seriously ill Lao Meng
yesterday.
He used his ignorant eyes to help Su Daqiang buy lottery tickets, and won a total of 500,000!
So as soon as he came back, Su Daqiang took out the latest digital products on the market and sent them with a smile!
"hey-hey!"
"Xiao Chen, Master Third doesn't know what you like, so he just bought some."
"This... macbook computer, alien laptop, the latest Huawei p80-pro mobile phone, and this Sony headphones, do you like it?"
Su Daqiang piled everything on the coffee table with a festive smile on his face.
"San Master, you're too much trouble, right?"
"I usually use less computers and have mobile phones."
Su Chen said as he walked into the open kitchen to pour water, "It's quite a waste, why don't you return it?"
"Hey, Xiao Chen, let me go!"
Su Daqian quickly pushed Su Chen back to the sofa, then went to the kitchen to pour a cup of mineral water, and delivered it to him personally.
He also said with a serious look:
"What's the retreat?"
"Xiao Chen, the third master has not sent you any gifts over the years. You must accept these things!"
"Did you hear it?"
Su Chen's mouth twitched twice.
Damn, this old man is shameless, and he has come to offer Buddha with flowers.
In desperation, Su Chen had to move the things into the room, but in fact he took them into the ring.
In fact, it’s useless for him to want these computers, mobile phones and headphones!
The Shadow 1 robot can become all electronic and digital equipment, with performance over hundreds of light years from Earth products!
What are the "Souls of Darkness 3", "Blockdown of the Realm", "Quantum Broken", "Titanfall", "The Witcher 3", and "Hao", and the 3A masterpieces that burn graphics cards can be fully turned on, and you will definitely not smell the burning of graphics cards!
After taking a shower, I came out.
It's already past ten o'clock.
While wiping her hair, Su Chen asked Su Daqiang, who was silly facing her cell phone in the living room, "San Master, when will my sister-in-law get off work?"
"Your sister-in-law..."
"His master is seriously ill and seems to be almost out of reach. She has been staying in the hospital for bed these two days."
"I guess I won't come back tonight."
Su Daqian said casually.
"The master is seriously ill? Why do you need a sister-in-law to accompany him in the bed? What about his family?"
Su Daqian sighed at this time, "Oh, Mingyu ran away from home after graduating from high school and kissed her master."
"She can achieve what she has today, it is cultivated by the Meng surnamed."
"I guess Mingyu has long regarded him as half of his father."
Su Chen frowned and asked, "Third Master, do you know which hospital your sister-in-law is in?"
"It seems to be Nanshan Hospital."
Su Chen returned to the bedroom and wore a piece of clothing and went out quickly.
Su Daqian went to see the boss a few days ago, so he didn't go there with Su Chen.
"Oh, the financial management software that Lao Nie introduced to me is so useful..."
"If you save more than 400,000 yuan, you will get two thousand yuan a day!"
Su Daqian was holding his cell phone and sitting on the sofa, having fun.
"hey-hey!"
"Two thousand a day, six thousand a month! It's seventy-two thousand a year!"
"Be good, in two years, I, Su Daqiang, will earn a million a year!"
"Hahaha!"
…
night.
Half past ten.
Nanshan Hospital Affiliated to Fudan University, Donghai.
A hospitalization building, in a senior ward.
"Woooooo, Lao Meng!"
"You're leaving, only we mother and mother are left, but what should we do..."
A tall, classical beauty with heavy makeup was lying beside the hospital bed, crying heartbrokenly.
She is almost fifty years old, but her figure and skin are still in her early forties, which shows how much money she has spent. The limited edition pieces of luxury brands on her body are also telling the owner's wealth.
On the hospital bed, an old uncle in his fifties was lying.
His temples were gray, his face was thin, his skin was bloodless, and he was wearing a breathing mask motionless. Only the life detector next to the bed showed that he was still alive.
His name is Meng Zhiyuan.
He is the chairman of Zhongcheng Company where Su Mingyu is located, and is also Su Mingyu's master.
It can be said that without Meng Zhiyuan's cultivation, no matter how smart or capable Su Mingyu has to work hard for at least ten years to achieve his current achievements.
For Su Mingyu, who had a miserable childhood, Meng Zhiyuan was a teacher and father.
Half a month ago.
Meng Zhiyuan suddenly suffered from a cerebral thrombosis during a meeting and was sent to the hospital overnight.
At that time, my wife and son were all abroad, and there was no signing of the patient's family, so the hospital did not dare to perform the surgery rashly.
Because Meng Zhiyuan stayed up late for a long time and his unhealthy eating habits, he led to large-scale cerebral thrombosis, cerebellar thrombosis, cerebral hernia, and intracranial high pressure, the situation was very critical!
Even if you invite the best surgical experts in Donghai to perform surgery, there is only 20% hope!
In a hurry, Su Mingyu signed the surgical agreement with his own guarantee.
But, unfortunately, the operation was unexpected.
Meng Zhiyuan became a vegetable and could be killed by complications at any time.
"master……"
Su Mingyu stood beside the bed, tears kept dripping down.
Her heart was broken when she looked at the dying old man on the hospital bed.
Without her master taking charge of the overall situation, Zhongcheng has already begun to compete for power, which is a fatal blow to a company that is about to go public!
Zhongcheng has developed step by step from a small company more than ten years ago to the present, with a scale of nearly 10 billion yuan, with more than a dozen branches in Jiangnan and Jiangbei. She and her master have put in a lot of effort...
She really didn't want everyone to fall like this!
"Su Mingyu...!!"
After crying twice, Mrs. Meng suddenly stood up, stared at Su Mingyu, and cursed:
"Who...who asked you to sign the surgical agreement!"
"Who gives you this right!"
"What do you think you are a thing!"
Su Mingyu covered her mouth and kept apologizing, "I'm sorry... Master's wife, I'm sorry... I didn't mean it..."
"Shut up!!"
Mrs. Meng was so angry that she gritted her teeth and her fingers were trembling. "How nice Lao Meng is to you. Every time she calls you, she will mention you to me. Do you repay his kindness like this??"
Su Mingyu knelt on the ground, crying so hard that she could not speak.
Only the delicate body was twitching slightly.
In the ward, there was a silence.
The two chief physicians wanted to explain on behalf of Su Mingyu, but they didn't dare to interrupt.
At this time, a fat man wearing black-framed glasses and a suit and tie walked forward, "Cousin, my cousin's husband has fallen down. You can't get angry."
"I think this Su Mingyu must have colluded with outsiders and took the opportunity to persecute her cousin's husband. It's really ambition!"
To be continued...