Need for Agent

Chapter 829

Chapter 829

Feeling the coldness of Han Yixue's palm, Luo Yu hugged her tightly into his arms under the gaze of everyone.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be with you." Luo Yu buried her head in Han Yixue's ear and said softly.

He knew what Han Yixue was afraid of.

There is nothing sadder than seeing a loved one suffer.

Putting her head on Luo Yu's chin and feeling the warmth of Luo Yu's chest, Han Yixue's trembling heart finally calmed down.

Seeing her cousin being held in Luo Yu's arms, Han Shuyao's eyes flashed with envy, but she quickly covered it up.

After a while, Han Yixue dismissed Luo Yu lightly, wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes and said to the dean, "It's okay, let's go in."

The guard at the door opened the door of the ward and let a group of people walk in.

White walls, white sheets, the ward was so quiet that only the clear beeping of instruments could be heard.

Han Ziang on the hospital bed had his eyes tightly closed and was wearing an oxygen mask. There was no trace of blood on his face. After only two days, his cheeks had sunken deeply, and wrinkles appeared on his forehead. Looks at least ten years older.

"Grandpa..." Han Yixue only took one look, and her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands to keep herself from crying.

Luo Yu hugged her shoulder and patted her lightly to comfort her.

Before, I only heard that grandpa was attacked and was admitted to the hospital, but today I saw that the situation is so serious. If Han Yixue's anger was not because he was in the ward, he might have erupted like a volcano.

"Why didn't anyone tell me that grandpa was injured so badly?" Han Yixue stared at the green line beating regularly on the instrument, and asked expressionlessly.

The dean carefully sorted out his wording, and then said: "This is Mr. Han's opinion. He said that this matter cannot be disclosed, otherwise it will cause unnecessary panic."

"Mr. Han? My second uncle?" Han Yixue frowned.

"Well." The dean simply put all the responsibility on Han Jianguo, "Mr. Han has specially instructed that this matter must be kept secret during the extraordinary period, and it will be detrimental to us if outsiders find out."

"Outsider?" Han Yixue turned her head, holding Luo Yu's hand tightly and trembling slightly because of anger, "Am I also an outsider?"

As she spoke, Han Yixue's tears were about to flow down again.

Luo Yu hurriedly stopped in front of her and asked the dean, "How is Mr. Han's injury? Why is he still in a coma now? Have you passed the critical period?"

Someone changed the topic, and the dean quickly picked up the topic: "Mr. Han was shot in the back of the neck and caused massive bleeding. Although the bullet was taken out, part of the blood lump pressed the brain nerves and caused coma. Now he needs an operation to drain the congestion. It's possible to wake up."

"Then what are you guys doing here! Why don't you have an operation!" Han Yixue grabbed the head of the hospital by the collar. If she had been stronger, no one would doubt that she would lift up the thin head of the hospital, "How about Yes, what does it mean to wake up! Isn't it 100% able to wake up!"

Looking at Han Yixue who looked like an angry lioness, the dean was stunned and faltered for a while, unable to speak.

Luo Yu hurriedly grabbed Han Yixue, which made Han Yixue let go of the principal with a snort.

After both feet set foot on the ground, the dean hurriedly covered his neck and coughed a few times, panting for the long-lost air.

"What's the situation, tell me." Luo Yu patted the dean on the back.

The dean was a little afraid of Han Yixue, so he took a few steps back and said, "Mr. Han's surgery would be very difficult and risky. We don't have such conditions in our country. Brain experts in the United States have already done it." We got in touch, and after half a month, they will come to China for a consultation with Mr. Han."

"Then what do you mean by saying that it is possible to wake up? Are those experts not [-]% sure?" Seeing that Han Yixue was about to speak again, Luo Yu stopped her with his eyes, and then asked himself.

"Well, it's like this." The dean swallowed, looked at Han Yixue's face, and then continued, "Based on my decades of experience, the chances of waking up may be [-]%."

Fifty percent... Luo Yu thought for a while, then nodded, fifty percent is enough.

No matter what you do, you either succeed or fail, the probability of success and failure is [-]%, isn't it?

"You go out first, let's take a look here." Seeing that Han Yixue seemed to be going crazy again, Luo Yu said kindly to the dean.

The dean also sensed the volcanic lava that the eldest lady was about to erupt, and hurriedly slipped out.

"You old man, why do you have to wait half a month? I don't believe that I doubled the price, ten times! Those experts came here one by one?" Han Yixue waved her small fist angrily .

"Right now, Yandu looks calm, but the tide is raging below." Luo Yu nodded, saying that the calm before the storm should be more appropriate.

Han Yixue and Han Shuyao looked at Luo Yu suspiciously at the same time, expressing that they did not understand what he said.

Luo Yu shook his head, and didn't intend to explain to them that some things can be done by men, and there is no need to involve women.

"The house is in chaos now. It would be great if grandpa could wake up earlier." Han Yixue glanced at Han Ziang who was lying motionless on the bed and sighed silently.

Looking at the old man on the hospital bed, Luo Yu recalled the first encounter between the two, and couldn't help but feel a lot of feelings in his heart.

Old man, how could they shoot you this time, but you are also a fortune teller, and you didn't die.

Luo Yu was thinking about something on his mind, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he quickly returned to his original calm appearance.

"Xiaoxue, go out with Yaoyao, I have some things to check on my own." Luo Yu said suddenly.

Seeing the serious expression on Luo Yu's face, Han Yixue didn't ask any more questions. Luo Yu must have found something wrong to avoid her, and she never had the slightest doubt about Luo Yu.

"Call if you have something to do." Han Yixue whispered to Luo Yu before closing the door.

Luo Yu hummed, walked over and locked the door tightly, then stared at Han Ziang who was motionless on the bed for several minutes.

There was a faint smell of disinfectant in the air, Luo Yu sniffed, finally unwilling to wait any longer, Teng Teng walked a few steps to the hospital bed and sneered, "I've already given you a chance, don't blame me for not polite!"

After speaking, he lifted the quilt on the hospital bed and shouted: "Merry Erlong Xizhu picks chrysanthemum hands!" His fingers were like needles, and they were inserted straight into Han Ziang's chrysanthemum on the bed.

"Sister, did you hear any strange noise?" Han Shuyao tugged at Han Yixue's sleeve, "It seems to be someone screaming."

"Scream?" Han Yixue focused her ears, then shook her head, "I didn't hear that."

"Oh, I guess I heard it wrong." Han Shuyao said, but her eyes were full of doubts as she looked at the ward she had just walked out of. The voice seemed to come from this soundproof ward.

ps: Now I am going to Hangzhou for a trip, I don’t know if I can come back at night, if there is no second update after 10:[-] pm, I will update it tomorrow, and I will start to make up the chapters I owed before, and there will be a small outbreak before the end of the month, and I will update it this month Too little, and I am ashamed.If the task is not overfulfilled, Lao Ya will cut the little jj to thank the world.