While Tang Hexiang and Wang Jingzhe were talking at the entrance of the stairs, the corridor suddenly became noisy and quarreled. Old Tang's face looked ugly, but he sighed helplessly.

"Brother Zheng is in the hospital very suddenly. He has been in a coma recently. He has been awake for two or three months, but he has no chance to make a will. Now he is unconscious and he is about to be unable to survive today. This family is probably going to be in chaos... His towering tree is not here, so no one in the Zheng family has come to protect him from the wind and rain. There are things like making money in ordinary people. The front page of Hong Kong Island is probably going to be lively for a month or two."

There was a quarrel in the corridor, and Zheng Sangsang leaned against the wall with a blue face. Opposite her was a group of uncles talking about the company's shares.

The business structure of the Zheng family is actually very simple. Fifty percent of the holdings are in Mr. Zheng's hands, and the remaining 25% are in his children. The last half is in his brothers. Zheng Sangsang and Zheng Shirong's father, the eldest son of the Zheng family, holds a little more shares, but it is only a little more. His other brothers together can surpass him. This is also a step that Mr. Zheng deliberately left behind at the beginning. He adopted the imperial strategy. The prince's rights are slightly greater. The remaining princes and some royal relatives alone cannot beat him, but if they work together, they can just restrain themselves.

It is obvious that most people regard the prince as the target. The prince is ruined and the rice in the pot has the chance to share it.

Tang Hexiang pushed open the door, and then Wang Jingzhe followed him out. Old Tang couldn't interrupt such a thing. After all, it was the Zheng family's family affairs. No matter how good he had to have a relationship with Mr. Zheng, he could only choose to pay attention to this aspect. What he said could be used as a suggestion at most, but it had no effect.

When he arrived at the door of the intensive care unit, the noise around him was like a vegetable market. Tang Hexiang sighed with his hands behind his back and whispered: "Just give Brother Zheng some time, even three or five years? No, it's okay for a year, otherwise he would leave like this and the hearts of the people below would completely disperse."

Wang Jingzhe's eyes fell through the glass and fell on the bed. The old man who was already thin and almost lost his color of life was actually quite emotional. He also heard about this Mr. Zheng. There was no way, the other party's fame was too great.

During his lifetime, he dominated the business world of Hong Kong Island for decades and had influenced all over Southeast Asia. However, now on the verge of death, he is just an ordinary old man who is lying on the bed waiting to die, with tubes on his body, and is powerless to do anything to himself, including external affairs.

Wang Jingzhe found that Mr. Zheng was indeed going to die. According to normal circumstances, he would definitely not be able to survive today's midnight. Only a small handful of his three yang fires were swaying, as if he would be extinguished with a breath. His eyes were dark brown under his eyes, and the old spots on his face were extremely clear. In this situation, someone sneezed in front of him, which would shake out his weak soul.

Suddenly, the first aid lights in the intensive care unit flashed. In less than a few seconds, a group of white coats hurried over the other end of the corridor. Tang Hexiang suddenly became nervous when he saw this and turned around and shouted: "Brother Zheng is not sure about his life or death. If you continue to quarrel like this, aren't you afraid of making him feel cold? Be honest first, if there is any problem, I'll talk about the funeral later. It's really unreasonable. A bunch of guys with only money and no human feelings in their eyes."

Tang Hexiang scolded, and several chief experts from the hospital came over. They walked into the iCU together. Just as they were about to close the door, Wang Jingzhe reached out and blocked it, saying to Tang Hexiang: "I'll watch, don't mind..."

Tang Hexiang frowned and looked at him without objection. He nodded. The group entered the ward and the door was locked to death with a "creak".

This shocking scene made the corridor silent for a while. A woman in her fifties shouted in a sharp voice while jumping and screaming.

"Sangsang, is that your friend? What is he going to do? Daddy is about to be rescued. Why did he follow him in? Is there any wrong intentions? What are your intentions?"

The people from the Zheng family started arguing immediately. It was obvious that Wang Jingzhe suddenly crossed his body and many people were dissatisfied. Zheng Shirong frowned and looked at his sister.

Zheng Sangsang gritted his teeth and looked at the woman and said, "Aunt San, you didn't see it. Did he talk to Mr. Tang? The two of them went in together. Why didn't you go to Tang Hexiang to ask, what do you think you blame me?"

"He is not your friend, didn't he come with you? Tell me, did you have any intention of your grandfather? You actually asked an outsider to enter the ward without wearing sterile clothes. Do you want your grandfather to die soon?"

Zheng Sangsang was speechless.

Xiaocao turned his head and asked in Yuan Zhenxing's ear: "Can the Maoshan disciples fight and kill?"

"There are eighteen martial arts that are not very good, but my subordinates have also been stained with blood!" Yuan Zhenxing said proudly.

The grass said "Oh" and pointed at the woman and said, "Pump her."

"Ah?" Yuan Zhenxing looked confused.

Xiaocao said, "I'm sorry, don't you want a hero to save the beauty in this place? How great is this opportunity? Slap her. Do you believe it or not and Sangsang can remember you firmly? Didn't you see that Sangsang looked at her and wished she could swallow it all in one mouthful?"

Yuan Zhenxing immediately cried: "I can't beat so many people."

"You're stupid, are you an idiot? You won't walk over as if nothing happened, and then wait for an opportunity to slap her in the face. When no one else notices, you'll run away?"

"Oh? If you say that, it seems to make some sense." Yuan Zhenxing realized and started to rub his hands.

"Go, Pikachu..."

Yuan Zhenxing coughed dryly, shrank his shoulders with his eyes, and separated the crowd and walked towards the woman who was spraying with stars and scolding Zheng Sangsang arrogantly. He walked over and no one noticed at all, and his eyes fell on them.

Yuan Zhenxing took a deep breath and suddenly took a big step forward. At the same time, he raised his hand and slapped his hand, slapped it on the woman's face.

"Bang!" The sound was extremely crisp and loud, and then everyone was not moving and quiet.

Because no one expected that someone would hit people here.

Time froze for a short time. Yuan Zhenxing rushed out of the crowd and ran away. He ran to the emergency door without any obstruction. Then he opened the door and ran out quickly below the stairs. It was obviously too late to take the elevator.

After two or three seconds of silence in the corridor, it suddenly exploded. Zheng Sangsang's third aunt covered her swollen face in disbelief and murmured: "Who hits me, who hits me..."
Chapter completed!