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Chapter 1969 No one should think about An Sheng this year

Shui Dongwei glanced at Yuan He in surprise when he heard this, as if he did not expect that Yuan He would speak for Lin Yu.

"It's really a nest of snakes and rats!"

Zhang Youan glanced at Yuan He with a sullen face and said coldly, "Young Master Chu is lying in the ward with his life and death uncertain. You guys have already taken care of yourself!"

Chu Xilian's face was so gloomy that he could squeeze water out of it, and the muscles on his cheeks could not help but twitch. He said angrily: "Yuan He, don't think that because of the special nature of your organization, if you are taken care of by the top, you are not afraid of anything. Let me tell you,

Our Chu family is not easy to bully!"

"Oh, you two have misunderstood, misunderstood, I didn't mean it that way!"

Yuan He said hurriedly, "I want to hear He Jiarong's defense so that he can be severely punished for his behavior! If this is really about him making trouble out of nothing and being arrogant, then I will not let him go!"

Shui Dongwei's expression changed slightly when he heard Yuan He's words, and he instantly understood the meaning of Yuan He's words, and hurriedly nodded in agreement, "Yes, if this matter really started with He Jiarong, then we will definitely not cover him up.

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Although they kept saying that they would punish Lin Yu severely, they also made it clear that if this matter is true as Zhang Youan said, it is all Lin Yu's responsibility.

Based on their understanding of Lin Yu, Lin Yu did not seem to be such a reckless and domineering person, so the two of them insisted on finding out the matter before making a decision.

"Okay, I hope you will do what you say!"

Chu Xilian said in a deep voice.

At this moment, a deep shout suddenly came from the corridor, "Where is my grandson?!"

Everyone in the corridor couldn't help but change their expressions when they heard the angry voice. They all turned their heads and saw that the person walking from the end of the corridor was none other than Mr. Chu.

Mr. Chu was wearing a military green coat, with a patch of gray on his head. It was hard to tell whether it was white hair or snowflakes. His face was stern and solemn, with a faint hint of anger. He held a walking stick in one hand and walked quickly towards this side.

Behind him were a group of relatives and friends of the Chu family, no less than dozens of men, women, old and young, all of whom followed the old man with stern expressions.

Today is New Year's Eve, and their family is waiting for Chu Xilian and his son to go home for a reunion dinner at a restaurant. Unexpectedly, what they are waiting for is the news that Chu Yunxi is injured!

The family's New Year is completely ruined!

When Shui Dongwei and Yuan He saw Mr. Chu, their faces immediately turned pale, and they complained in their hearts. They were really afraid of something. They didn't expect that the Chu family would really alarm the old man.

Moreover, the large group of family members behind Mr. Chu are also either rich or noble and cannot be offended at all.

"dad!"

When Chu Xilian saw his father, he hurried up to greet him and said in a pretentious voice, "Why did you really come out in this snowy day... and brought the whole family with you? How are you going to spend this year?"

!”

"My grandson was beaten, and he still got a fart!"

The crutch in Mr. Chu's hand hit the ground hard, and he said angrily, "If my grandson has any shortcomings, no one will be able to think about peace of mind this year!"

Shui Dongwei, Yuan He and all the doctors beside the corridor were silent, they were so frightened that they dared not speak out, lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word.

Shui Dongwei and Yuan He knew that Mr. Chu actually meant these words to them.

"How is my grandson doing?!"

Mr. Chu walked to the ward, looked anxiously towards the room, and asked anxiously.

When the deputy dean in the room heard this, his expression suddenly turned bitter. He hunched over and walked out in a hurry. When he saw the majestic Mr. Chu, he was speechless and said in a trembling voice, "Young Master Chu...he...

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"Tell me the truth!"

Mr. Chu's eyes widened and he yelled angrily.

"He's still... still in a coma..."

The vice-dean said and wiped the sweat from his head.

When Mr. Chu heard this, he tightened his lips suddenly and said nothing, but his whole face turned red instantly, his body trembled slightly, he squeezed the walking stick in his hand tightly, and punched the ground several times hard.

When the vice president saw this, his face turned pale with fright. He pushed up his glasses and said in a trembling voice, "But don't worry too much... Judging from... from the film, Young Master Chu's head injury is not..."

"The head injury must not be minor!"

Chu Xilian interrupted him in a deep voice and said coldly, "Otherwise, why haven't you woke up after so long? Or are you too incompetent?!"

The deputy dean didn't dare to say anything after he scolded him, and lowered his head in fear.

"Then He Jiarong was really ruthless!"

Zhang Youan immediately spoke up and said, "Moreover, Yunxi clearly didn't offend him, yet he just made trouble and insulted Yunxi. Even though Yunxi repeatedly tolerated it, he still refused to give in, and actually hurt Yunxi like this... This

After a coma, even if you wake up, you may still have sequelae..."

The more he talked, the more sorrowful he became, and he was even on the verge of tears at the end, like a loving uncle who felt sorry for the younger generation.

Hearing his words, Mr. Chu's expression on the side became even more ugly, his eyes were shining brightly, and the walking stick in his hand was about to crush the stone bricks on the ground.

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