Rong's mother walked over and closed the courtyard door, and said to Wang Rong with a cold face: "I'm telling you, don't give any compensation to that bunch of beasts. We won't compensate you. What can they do to us?"
Wang Rong also thought so in her heart.
She just promised to prevent the family named Du from affecting her grandma's plan, and she was just using a delaying tactic to stabilize them.
During the five days of detention at the police station, I had three simple meals a day, and when I came back, I had the same simple meals.
Wang Rong, who was used to living a good life, found it difficult to swallow and stopped eating after two bites.
I dressed up carefully and went out with my exquisite bag on my back, ready to go to Weixiang Snack Shop to eat some steamed buns or dumplings for a meal.
The business of Weixiang Snack Bar was still sluggish. Wang Rong found a table and sat down at random, and said to a clerk: "Let's order some pork and mushroom dumplings."
The clerk wanted to say something to her, but when he thought about it, Wang Rong didn't treat them well.
They shouted and drank as if they were slaves in ancient times, and swallowed the words as they reached their lips.
The clerk quickly brought Wang Rong a portion of steaming pork and mushroom dumplings.
Wang Rong devoured the meal, wiped her mouth, stood up and left.
The clerk stopped her: "Hey! You haven't paid yet!"
Wang Rong's eyes widened angrily: "Did you feel that I had no backing when you saw Du Guanghui being arrested?
Let me tell you, Du Guanghui and I jointly opened this store. If he was arrested, it would be my turn to manage this store.
I am the proprietress of this store, and you still dare to ask me to pay? Believe it or not, I will fire you!"
The clerk had a sneer on his lips and watched Wang Rong jumping up and down in front of him like a clown without retorting even a single word.
A woman came out of the kitchen and said to Wang Rong with a dark face: "You are the proprietress of this shop, then who am I?"
Wang Rong looked her up and down and said disdainfully: "How could I know!"
Aunt Hu said from the side: "Xiao Wang, Du Guanghui's mother has sublet this store to Xiao Song, and she is the proprietress of this store."
Wang Rong looked a little embarrassed and said to Aunt Hu dissatisfied: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Aunt Hu was a little angry. She kindly told Wang Rong the truth, but she complained.
If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have said anything and let her and Boss Song have enough of a fight!
The new store owner Xiao Song aggressively asked Wang Rong to pay the bill quickly.
Wang Rong dug around in her body and bag for a long time and took out a small handful of money, but she was still two cents short of the price for a portion of dumplings.
The clerk turned to look at Xiao Song helplessly.
Xiao Song waved his hand impatiently: "Let her go. She's dressed like a dog. Who knows she's a poor girl who can't even afford a dumpling!"
Wang Rong had never been laughed at like this before, and she ran away in the eyes of everyone with contempt.
I don’t know how far I ran, until I couldn’t run anymore, I slowed down and changed from running to walking slowly.
Thinking of going to her distant cousin Lu Zaoxing soon, Wang Rong stopped and adjusted her makeup in front of the glass curtain wall of a high-end restaurant.
She didn't want Lu Zaoxing to see any trace of her embarrassment, he was her licking dog.
She had to maintain a perfect image in front of him so that he would continue to lick her and she could use him however she wanted.
Just as Wang Rong took out her lipstick and prepared to touch up her makeup, she accidentally saw Fang Zhuoran and Lin Mai eating in the restaurant, and she was immediately jealous beyond recognition.
Just now, she couldn't even pay for a dumpling, but Fang Zhuoran was treating Lin Mai, a little bitch, to a feast!
Wang Rong felt uncomfortable and didn't want to stay for a second longer, so she turned around and left.
The reason why Fang Zhuoran and Lin Mai showed up at this high-end Cantonese restaurant called Aegean Sea was to make a small fortune.
This Aegean Cantonese restaurant was opened by Fang Zhuoran as a kid.
The Cantonese food in this restaurant is delicious, and both Fang Zhuoran and Lin Mai enjoyed their meals.
Suddenly there was the sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground in the restaurant, and then someone shouted in panic: "Someone is in trouble!"
Lin Mai and Fang Zhuoran turned around to look at the same time, and saw an old man with gray hair and well-dressed clothes lying on the ground twitching continuously.
The two middle-aged men eating at the same table with him were so frightened that their faces turned pale.
One of them shouted anxiously to everyone: "Doctor, is there a doctor!"
Fang Zhuoran had already put down his chopsticks and walked over quickly: "I am the doctor."
The middle-aged man grabbed him and said, "Hurry up and save Mr. Niu!"
Fang Zhuoran knelt down and was about to check Mr. Niu's condition when he heard the news and hurried over.
He hurriedly stopped Fang Zhuoran: "Zhuoran, you must not move. What if you move, something will happen to the old gentleman?"
I have called the hospital and the hospital will send an ambulance right away."
He had his own idea. Something happened to the old man in his shop. If it was caused by the old man's illness, it had nothing to do with his restaurant.
As long as he called the hospital in time and fulfilled his obligation to help, he would not be held responsible whether the old man died or lived.
But if the old man dies without being rescued because of Fang Zhuoran's intervention, the old man's family members will most likely blackmail him, and he will have to lose everything!
That's why he strongly opposed Fang Zhuoran's rescue of the old man.
The two middle-aged men quit and asked in unison: "If you don't let this doctor save Mr. Niu, can you be responsible for Mr. Niu's shortcomings?"
Fang Zhuoran was in a dilemma when he was young.
In my heart, I complained that Fang Zhuoran was too busy. If he didn't recognize his identity as a doctor, nothing would happen to him.
But Fang Zhuoran admitted that he was a doctor and wanted to save the old man. If he stopped him, he would become a murderer.
Fang Zhuoran had already quickly performed a preliminary examination on Mr. Niu and judged: "He suffered an epileptic seizure and food fell into the trachea. He is in danger. He must perform a tracheotomy immediately to remove the foreign body and ensure breathing."
Fa Xiao asked: "Can you hold on until the ambulance comes?"
Fang Zhuoran shook his head: "No!"
He was running around anxiously: "What should I do? This is not an operating room, so we can't perform operations on the elderly."
"As long as I have a fruit knife, a straw and alcohol, I can give it a try."
The two middle-aged men exchanged glances, and then urged: "Then you should deal with it quickly!"
Fang Zhuoran said to Fa Xiao: "Bring me what I need quickly!"
Now that things have come to this, I can only give it a try, so I turn around and get ready.
Lin Mai looked at the two middle-aged men sharply: "You ask my boyfriend to rescue this old gentleman. Who will be responsible if there is an accident?"
She could help others, but she hated being plotted against, not even by Fang Zhuoran, because he was hers.
Those two middle-aged men obviously wanted to use Fang Zhuoran as cannon fodder.
If the old gentleman is successfully rescued, everyone will be happy.
If Fang Zhuoran fails, he may bear the responsibility alone.
A middle-aged man frowned dissatisfied: "Human life is at stake, you still care about this, do you still look like a young man?"
Lin Mai immediately responded: "Since you know that life is at stake, you should quickly write a letter of responsibility, otherwise I won't let my boyfriend rescue me!"
The two middle-aged men looked at Fang Zhuoran together: "Doctors are kind-hearted. As a doctor, you can't just ignore death."
Fang Zhuoran saw Fa Xiao running over with a fruit knife, a straw, a high-alcohol liquor, and a first-aid kit. He paid no attention to anyone and started to give first aid.
First, sterilize the fruit knife on the fire, and then start the operation as soon as it cools down.
It was just a tracheotomy, a routine minor surgery. Even without a scalpel, it was not difficult for him.
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