Cultivating Supreme In City

At the thought of his children's tragic death and the white hair people sending the black hair people, Zhou Qihua was in great pain. At ordinary times, his heart rate was out of balance and his tumor was swollen and painful. But this time, although Zhou Qihua was in great pain, he did not have such a heavy burden on his body.

Su Yang gently pressed Zhou Qihua's shoulder, handed Zhou Qihua a paper towel and said, "Mr. Zhou, let the past go. The past can't be changed. We should look ahead."

Zhou Qihua, who has a successful career and a long family, has lost his children. The white haired people send the black haired people away. In his later years, Zhou Qihua is seriously ill and may die at any time.

Even with a huge industry? What's the use?

Su Yang continued: "Mr. Zhou, you are very young now. You can continue to have children. Don't worry. I've paid special attention to your ability. It's estimated that people in their 20s and 30s are not as strong as you."

Yes, what Su Yang said is wrong. Things in the past can't be changed. We should look forward. When the tumor is cured and the body is young, it is equivalent to a new life. We should gradually forget the past and start a new life.

Zhou Qihua took a deep breath. He was an open-minded man. After he was reborn, his whole life changed. He was as energetic as a man.

Su Yang continued: "Mr. Zhou, now you can go to see your nephew. Then I can help you and ask Zhou Feng to tell you whether he killed your children. If he did, I will let him pay for his life."

Zhou Qihua nodded and said, "Mr. Su, if you don't thank me for your kindness, I won't say any polite words. We will be a family in the future. If you need any help, just say hello, I will do my best."

Outside the operating room, Zhou Feng anxiously walked around the door. After only ten minutes, Zhou Feng couldn't bear it. He didn't think Su Yang had the ability to cure Zhou Qihua. Even if the immortals came down to earth, there might not be any way, but Zhou Feng worried that Zhou Qihua would wake up.

Even if it is a short awakening, in case Zhou Qihua greets his lawyer to the scene and makes a will to donate his property to charity.

At that time, Zhou Feng will be in vain.

"No, you can't wait here. You can't let that old man make a will. All the property of the Zhou family belongs to me." Zhou Feng thought of it secretly.

In order to get Zhou Qihua's industry, Zhou Feng has done a lot of shady things and put in a lot of hard work. He must not give up halfway.

Zhou Feng turns to see fan Tong, who is guarding the door of the operating room. This is a master. Zhou Feng confirms his eyes and knows that fan Tong is the one he can't beat.

Since he couldn't fight, he had to think of other ways, so Zhou Feng came to fan Tong's side with a smile and said, "brother, I want to go in and see my uncle. I'm too worried about his safety. Please do me a favor. As long as you open the door and let me in, I'll give you ten yuan!"

Fan Tong glared at Zhou Feng and said with disdain, "go away."

This is less, so Zhou Feng gritted his teeth, said: "I give 10 million, this is not the number, should be enough?"

Fan Tong ignored Zhou Feng and turned his head aside.

If it's too little, add it. So Zhou Feng said with a sore face, "I'll give you 100 million Hong Kong dollars, which is enough for you to spend your whole life in Xiangjiang."