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At the same time, in the operating room of a Grade A hospital in Suhang.

A surgery is in full swing, and all the people involved in this surgery are the top experts and professors in the hospital, because the patients in this surgery are very big.

He is Chen Hanqiu, the eldest son of the Shen family.

At this time, Chen Hanqiu looked extremely miserable. His bones were broken, and his esophagus was severely scratched, and his stomach was bleeding even more. The doctors in the hospital tried every means to rescue Chen Hanqiu, but the effect was very minor.

If it were other ordinary people, these doctors might have given up on treatment.

But now they dare not, because the one lying on the operating table was Chen Hanqiu. Shen Hong, the head of the Shen family, had already given a death order. If the hospital did not rescue his son today, they would all be buried with Chen Hanqiu.

This is not a joke. Shen Hong is a ruthless man and has always done what he says, while Chen Hanqiu is his only son.

The operation lasted for nearly three hours, and the hospital finally saved Chen Hanqiu's life.

The surgeon walked out of the operating room, with sweat still hanging on his forehead.

Outside the operating room, a man in his fifties was waiting there. His temples were as white as frost and his eyebrows were on his temples, and his whole body looked extremely majestic.

But at this moment, under this majesty, there was more sadness and anger.

This person is Shen Hong, the head of the Shen family.

At the same time, behind Shen Hong, there were several tall and strong men, who were Shen Hong's bodyguards.

"Master Chen, we have done our best."

Pushing the door out, the surgeon said tremblingly.

"How is my son's situation?" Shen Hong asked.

The surgeon replied: "Young Master Chen is not in danger of life, it's just... it's just..."

"Just what?" Shen Hong's tone suddenly increased a little.

The surgeon replied in fear: "It's just that the bones in Young Master Chen's body were broken, and it's impossible to continue it. I'm afraid I will only be able to lie on the bed for the rest of my life."

"And the broken glass seriously cut through Young Master Chen's esophagus, and his stomach was also seriously damaged. He may have to rely on nutrient solution for the rest of his life."

"Is this... worse than a dead person?" Shen Hong asked.

"This..." The surgeon dared not give any answer.

The blue veins on Shen Hong's forehead had already exploded one by one, but his tone became more and more calm.

He waved to the strong men behind him and said, "Take them down and buried them alive."

The surgeon trembled all over and begged for mercy: "Master Chen, this has nothing to do with me. I have tried my best. Master Chen, you can't do this, you can't do this."

However, no one listened to the doctor's begging for mercy, and the two strong men had forced the doctor to drag him down.

Instead of entering the operating room to see his son, Shen Hong turned around and walked out of the hospital.

Outside, a black horse was parked at the entrance of the hospital, and Shen Hong sat in the car.

The car started and ran all the way on the highway. Behind the car was a young man who was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

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