Super Monk

While Zhao Fugui and Chen Yihan are still eating in the snack street at the foot of the mountain, Vic and his medical team have moved all kinds of precision instruments to Zhao Haoyun's room, and are conducting the most detailed inspection on Zhao Haoyun.

No one paid attention to Zhao Fugui's words, because although Zhao Haoyun had lost consciousness, his heart beat steadily and his physical condition was relatively stable. At least he would have no problem until dawn. As long as Zhao Haoyun alive, let him restore consciousness, clear will is successful.

Zhao Yuanhua has the highest expectations for Vick's team. After he sets up the equipment, Vick also shows a confident look. He doesn't even look at any Indian God stick or Japanese thief.

"Mr. Zhao, this is the latest product in our laboratory. As long as the injection goes on, it can keep Mr. Zhao Haoyun awake for at least one hour!" Vic takes out an injection from a refrigerator and says to Zhao Yuanhua.

"In an hour?" Zhao Yuanhua asked after a moment of silence.

"In an hour, you will be the chairman of Cathay Pacific Group!" Vic said without a positive answer.

"I hope you won't let me down!" Zhao Yuanhua said.

"Of course, do it!" Said Vic, looking back in his white coat and nodding to the two doctors. One of the two doctors took the injection and rolled up Zhao Haoyun's sleeve to prepare for the injection.

Zhao Haoyun is over 80 years old. His body is covered with old people's patches. His arm is so shriveled that he can hardly find blood vessels. However, this is not a problem for Vic's doctors. Soon the doctor found the blood vessels and slowly pushed the liquid in the needle into Zhao Haoyun's blood vessels.

"Yes, Mr. Zhao can let the lawyer in!" Vic watched the liquid in the injection disappear in Zhao Haoyun's blood vessels, and turned to Zhao Yuanhua.

After a while, the lawyer came, but all the other members of the Zhao family were stopped outside by the bodyguards, leaving the Zhao family to drink and scold angrily. The lawyer brought in an assistant with a DV and a tape recorder, ready to record Zhao Haoyun's last moment. If necessary, these things will appear in court as evidence.

"He'll wake up soon!" Vick opened Zhao Haoyun's eyelids and found that his pupils began to contract regularly. He showed a confident expression on his face and said to Zhao Yuanhua.

"Ready to start recording!" Zhao Yuanhua impatiently looked at the noisy family outside the door and said to the lawyer in a deep voice. Of all the children, I'm afraid only Zhao Yuanhua wants Mr. Zhao Haoyun to leave a will.

The lawyer nodded, motioned to stop, ready to start recording, he took out a notebook, ready to record a will of Mr. Zhao, at this time, Mr. Zhao suddenly opened his eyes.

"Dad, I'm Yuanhua. Can you recognize me?" Zhao Yuanhua quickly went up, holding Zhao's hand, said eagerly.

"Far away, Hua!" Mr. Zhao murmured and repeated, then his face suddenly showed a look of pain, his hand suddenly tightened, and he grabbed Zhao Yuanhua's hand.

"Dad, Dad, what's the matter with you?" Zhao Yuanhua's face showed a trace of pain. He had no idea that a dying old man would have such great strength.

Zhao Haoyun seized Zhao Yuanhua's hand, convulsed violently, and then twisted wildly on the bed, looking extremely ferocious. This is not the state that a dying old man should have.

"What the hell did you do?" Zhao Yuanhua couldn't shake off the old man's hand. He turned back and yelled at Vic who was at a loss.

"Maybe it's a drug allergy. Come on, hold him down!" Vic had never encountered such a situation. He started to command in a panic. No one noticed that there was something creeping in Mr. Zhao's stomach.

The two doctors immediately rushed over and pressed Mr. Zhao to death. As soon as Mr. Zhao waved his hand, Zhao Yuanhua was thrown out. The two strong white doctors could hardly hold Zhao Haoyun, a dying man in his eighties.

Zhao Haoyun struggled frantically for a while, then his whole body was shocked violently and he was paralyzed on the bed. Two white doctors look frightened. Vic looks at the heart monitor, where the heart rate has turned to zero.

"How can it be, how can it be? Impossible? " Vic murmured to himself. He could not see the proud look on his face. He killed master Zhao Haoyuan.

"Waste!" Zhao Yuanhua rushes up and slaps Vick in the face, beating the strong white man, but he doesn't dare to have any dissatisfaction. Those in Hong Kong have offended such rich people as Zhao Yuanhua. Zhao Yuanhua can easily prevent him from seeing the sun of tomorrow. "Come on, bring in the Japanese and the Indian!"

Zhao Yuanhua screams. If the old man dies, Cathay Pacific Group will be finished. Once the Zhao family's shares are scattered, they will be swallowed up. As long as someone's price is high enough, Zhao Yuanhua's younger brothers and sisters will not hesitate to sell their shares.

"Get the pacemaker quickly, no, no, send the patient to the hospital quickly!" Zuo muguang rushed up with a box. Seeing master Zhao's situation, he didn't dare to do anything. Killing master Zhao was enough to destroy all his reputation."The devil, the devil, the devil!" The Indian God stick also ran up, but as soon as he saw the old man, his face showed a look of panic. He yelled a few words, then turned around and ran away. But Zuo Mu Guang saw that the situation was not right, and he also slipped away with his own box and two assistants, not even the one million dollars.

"Waste, waste, it's all fuckin 'waste!" Zhao Yuanhua's ferocious roar turned around in a hurry. Then he suddenly thought of it and yelled, "where's Zhao Fugui? Where's Zhao Fugui? Let him come

At this moment, Zhao Fugui and Chen Yihan have just finished a snack, and are accompanying Chen Yihan to go shopping on the roadside. Chen Yihan is interested in a lot of gadgets. The key is not what to buy, but who to accompany her shopping.

At this time, the Secretary suddenly received a phone call. As soon as the phone was connected, the Secretary's face changed greatly.

"The chairman can't do it. Please go back immediately!" The Secretary yelled eagerly, then ran to the Mercedes Benz business car like crazy, and immediately drove the Mercedes Benz business car over.

"It's only eleven o'clock, and it's not time for him to die. It seems that those people invited by president Zhao can't save people, on the contrary, they do harm to people. They have a way of doing it!" Zhao Fugui pulls Chen Yihan into the Mercedes Benz business car, looks at his watch and says.

Mercedes Benz business car roared wildly and rushed to the villa on the busy street.