"General Han, may I ask that you are a first-class general, but this time you are involved in a family dispute with the Lu family. Why are you involved in this case?"
"General Han, others say that you look exactly the same as Wen Shimo, the former president of the Wen Group in Anseong. Are you Wen Shimo?"
"General Han, Wen Shimo is Qiao Ran's ex-husband, and Qiao Ran is the granddaughter of Lu Bojie, the old Si Tong. By participating in Lu Bojie's old Si Tong case as a witness, are you helping your ex-wife Qiao Ran solve the case as soon as possible?"
"General Han, you returned to the Han family two years ago, and the first time you appeared in front of everyone, you chose to have a banquet at the Lu family. Is it because you are Wen Shimo, and you still have lingering feelings for your ex-wife Qiao Ran and want to rebuild your relationship with her?"
"General Han, in the past two years you have been in the army, you have pulled down countless officials. The Lu family is the first official family to be pulled down from the perspective of family members. Does this mean that the Lu family and his son are upright and upright officials? You
If you can't find the problem with them, then start with their family members to block their career advancement?"
"General Han, in two months, there will be a major reassignment in the military that occurs every five years. You have been promoted to a first-grade general in two years. This time, you will be promoted to commander-in-chief of the three armies. Which army do you prefer to be?
System?"
"..."
The reporters asked questions that were more and more sharp than the last. Han Mo looked at everyone with a cold expression.
"First of all, I am not a public figure. You have no right to interfere with my personal privacy issues. Secondly, the secrets in the military are not something that you and I can criticize. I will be wherever the organization puts me. There is no preference for me.
Say it." Han Mo said in a cold voice and walked forward.
Because of his great aura, the reporters surrounding him couldn't help but make way for him.
For Lu Qichuan, those reporters' words could be said to be a wake-up call.
Han Mo is a first-class general of the army, and he is the commander-in-chief of the army. The position that Han Mo will be promoted to next is his position.
But if he doesn't go down, how can Han Mo come up?
Thinking of those people who had been dragged down by Han Mo over the years, Lu Qishan felt extremely regretful.
He shouldn't have focused on Han Mo.
If he had not invited Han Mo to his birthday party and had not thought of bringing Han Mo and his daughter together, would the tragedy of his family not have happened?
So the real root cause of his family's destruction and his wife's separation was himself?
Thinking of this, Lu Qishan felt thousands of emotions surge in his chest. It was so painful that he couldn't breathe. He only felt a salty taste in his throat, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Then, Lu Qichuan, who was extremely sad and filled with regret, his vision went dark and he fainted.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?"
"..."
The Lu family brothers pulled Lu Qichuan, who almost fell down, worriedly, with fear and nervousness written all over their faces.
Seeing this, Qiao Ran quickly stepped forward to see Lu Qichuan's condition.
As soon as Qiao Ran's hand touched it, it was held by a hand, and the skin on the back of the hand was grabbed by sharp nails.
Before Qiao Ran could raise her head, a loud and crisp slap hit her face hard.
Because Du Nuanyin had a sharp and thin manicure, the slap hit Qiao Ran on the left side of his face, leaving four sharp bloodshot wounds.
Two of them happened to be scratched on Qiao Ran's old scars.
Qiao Ran looked at the always gentle and virtuous eldest cousin Du Nuanyin in front of him with some disbelief.
I can't believe that she is a woman who can do such a thing of beating someone in public.
Because in her impression, Du Nuanyin is a woman who is more elegant and generous than Xie Ling, and speaks softly and softly.
Because she is a well-known young female painter, with a lovely literary and artistic atmosphere all over her body.
Today, when he took a closer look at Du Nuanyin again, Qiao Ran was surprised to find that Du Nuanyin had a bit more of an aura about her body, especially her sharp manicure.
Very inconsistent with what a painter would do.
"Qiao Ran, you are a vicious woman, you are not allowed to touch my father. Because you didn't let us touch my grandfather before, my grandfather died in an unknown manner.
If I let you touch my father now, maybe he will die inexplicably due to you, and I will never let you touch my father."
Seeing Qiao Ran's scrutinizing eyes, Du Nuanyin stared at Qiao Ran with sharp eyes and full of hatred.
The three Lu family brothers, who originally wanted Qiao Ran to treat their father, heard Du Nuanyin's words, and their eyes immediately became wary and hostile.
"My sister-in-law is right. She said in front of all of us in the hospital that grandpa was fine. Three days later, she said that grandpa fell down the stairs and died on the spot.
As a doctor, she is full of lies and has no medical ethics. Such doctors, no matter how good their medical skills are, would not dare to seek treatment from her.
Who knows if she will say that my father is fine now. Three days later, we got the news that my father died on the spot." Lu Siqi looked at Qiao Ran with cold eyes.
Qiao Ran saw Lu Qichuan's face turning purple, and said anxiously and worriedly: "Cousins, according to my many years of experience, my uncle vomited blood due to excessive sadness. He now has a mouthful of blood in his throat blocked in his lungs.
If you can't come up, you can't go down.
If the mouthful of blood is not removed in time, my uncle will soon suffocate and die. Please let me help my uncle clean up the blood in his chest. Otherwise, when you send my uncle to the hospital, even Hua Tuo will not be able to save my uncle."
"We can't believe this woman's words, because my mother and sister were sentenced to so many years of imprisonment because of my grandfather's death.
We can't let her hurt dad anymore. Dad is our only relative, so we must protect her." Du Nuanyin was like a fried hen, as if she was standing in front of danger and protecting her family.
"Cousin, look at my uncle's face quickly. If you delay any longer, my uncle will die." Qiao Ran was so anxious that tears flowed out.
She has already lost her grandparents and does not want to lose her uncle again.
"Brother, second brother, please send dad to the hospital quickly. I'm here to stop this woman with evil intentions." Lu Siqi also opened his hands and stood in front of Qiao Ran.
"Lu Siqi, are your eyes covered by lard? Even if I'm not a doctor, I can see that my uncle is dying from being choked. The hospital is so far away from here. By the time you take him to the hospital, his body will be cold. By then,
No matter how much you regret it..."
Before Lu Huaiyang finished speaking, Lu Siqi in front of him was kicked away.
Then, Qiao Ran saw Han Mo quickly snatching people from Lu Xiuzhe and Lu Xinghe.
The three brothers of the Lu family were all military trainees. When they saw Han Mo robbing his father in public, the three of them attacked Han Mo together.
Han Mo left Lu Qichuan in Qiao Ran's hands and fought against the three of them on his own.
Upon seeing this, Qiao Ran quickly put Lu Qichuan on the ground and raced against time to rescue Lu Qichuan.
Although the three brothers of the Lu family are not as good as Han Mo in Kung Fu, when faced with danger to their family, their burst of energy is unimaginable by ordinary people.
Han Mo was not afraid of hurting them and kept restraining his strength. Soon he was hit countless times by the fists and kicks of the three brothers.
Seeing that Han Mo was beaten badly, Lu Huaiyang also joined in to stop the three cousins.
"Qiao Ran, even if I die, I won't let you harm my father." Du Nuanyin said, taking the fruit knife in her hand and stabbing Qiao Ran on the head.
Because Lu Qichuan had held it in for too long and did not have the strength to vomit blood. The blood was stuck in his throat and could not come out. Qiao Ran was lowering his head and focusing on sucking blood from Lu Qichuan.
Because the traffic jam is blocked for one more second, the risk of Lu Qichuan losing his life will be greater for one second.
In her heart, there was only one thought: she must not let her uncle die in front of her.
So she didn't know the danger Du Nuanyin's knife brought to her.