Seeing Yang Yongzhi and his wife like this, everyone in the ward felt sad. Even the most heartless Mr. Liu's eyes were red.

Seeing that everyone was as depressed as a defeated rooster, those who were treating the sick and recuperating, and those who were accompanying the injured were all drained of their energy, as if they no longer believed that there would be justice or fairness in this world.

Evil people will be rewarded, and good people will be comforted for their grievances...

Yang Ruoqing waited until she was showing off, oh no, the time has come to turn the tide again.

"Cough, cough..."

She deliberately coughed twice to draw everyone's attention back to herself.

The effect is not very good, I wish I had a mobile phone, but the BGM is missing.

"Qing'er, what's wrong with your throat? Did you catch a cold?" Yang Huazhong cast a suspicious look. As a father, he is stubborn. When his daughter coughs, he will definitely think about the illness.

"Dad, fourth uncle, third brother, all of you, please listen to what I have to say." She raised her hand and made a downward motion.

"You said." The hard-core Fourth Uncle also spoke up at this time.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Don't be discouraged, everyone. Even if Dabai knew the news in advance and ran away, he still can't escape."

"Qing'er, why are you so sure?" Yang Huaming asked again.

He suddenly realized that when he was injured, he couldn't hurt anything but his mouth, mouth and nose, otherwise it would be inconvenient to ask anything, especially for someone with such an impatient temper like him.

"Because I have already sent people to keep an eye on Dabai and the others secretly. Even if the security guard is unreliable, my people must be reliable!" Yang Ruoqing looked confident. Yes, she had this confidence.

"Oh, I understand." Mrs. Liu suddenly slapped her thigh and shouted.

"Are they the two master drivers?" she asked again.

"I had been paying attention to them along the way. Tsk tsk, they didn't say much, they were sitting there as steady as a clock, they moved things so neatly, they were strong, their legs were strong, and they were tall...

…“

"Okay, okay!" The more Yang Huaming listened, the more uncomfortable he became, "They are all Qing'er's subordinates, energetic young men no more than twenty years old. Why are you, an old woman, peeking at them all the way? And you are still looking at them from head to toe.

You said it in such detail, people can be your grandson, why do you still have to be so shameless?"

If Yang Huaming calls Ms. Liu shameless on other matters, Ms. Liu will not care too much.

Even in front of everyone, she can hold it in, because bickering is the most common way for the two of them to get along. They are used to each other, and the audience next to them is also used to it.

But now Yang Huaming told her about peeking at the young man, and she didn't like to hear it.

And it’s very aggrieved.

"Yang Huaming, you damn bastard, I speak openly and honestly, how can I be dismissed like that when it comes out of your mouth?"

"You have shit in your head, so you don't think anyone is clean, right? Fortunately, I still feel sorry for you because you were injured and came all the way to serve you. Is this how you repay me?"

"To use your mother's words, you are a heartless piece of shit. Damn, you deserve to be hurt!"

Yang Huaming was so angry that he stood up staggeringly from the bed, waving his two rice dumpling hands and yelled: "You rotten-mouthed shrew, who are you calling a bastard? Can you try calling me a bastard again? See if I don't bite you?"

Mrs. Liu put her hands on her hips and said, "Just scold me, you damn bastard, green-haired turtle..."

Yang Huaming rushed over and tried to beat her.

Ms. Liu hid back, and the attacks on her mouth continued.

"Hey, what are you two talking about? Why did you get into an argument while we were talking about business? Stop making trouble, fourth child, and go back to bed and lie down!"

Yang Huazhong habitually came over to discipline his younger brother.

And Yang Ruoqing came to Mrs. Liu: "Fourth Aunt, please calm down. When my fourth uncle recovers from his injury and returns home, you two can pinch each other as much as you like, even if it turns the West Room upside down, we don't care.

Shall we discuss the business first now?"

Yang Huaming and Mr. Liu also felt that their faces were dishonored and the noise was boring.

The two of them stopped with a tacit understanding, but they were still angry with each other. You ignored me and I ignored you.

As long as the two of them don't fight and it doesn't affect the discussion, it will be fine. Yang Ruoqing then said to everyone: "The people I sent are not the two who drove the car earlier. I sent people last night to keep an eye on Baimeizhai."

Yang Huazhong suddenly said, "Oh? So you sent it last night? Why? Is it..."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Dad's guess is right. It's better to prepare for a rainy day in case he runs away."

In this whole matter, if Yang Huazhong and others were on the first floor, their task would be to cooperate with the government to arrest Dabai.

As for Dabai, he was standing on the second floor.

From the time he carried the money and soft things with him, he was always ready to run away, and he also had Wang Hongquan as an assist.

Then, Yang Ruoqing is standing on the third floor.

People standing on the third floor overlook the people at all levels below, and they have estimated in advance the many possibilities they may have when something happens and prepared response plans accordingly.

"Qing'er, since you sent someone to keep an eye on him last night, why could Dabai still escape under your watch?" Mrs. Liu asked this question.

Obviously, she asked this question with some wisdom, which showed that she was listening carefully, thinking seriously, and also asking for other people's opinions.

Yang Ruoqing snapped her fingers: "Fourth Aunt is a good question."

Mrs. Liu felt a little proud, and glanced at Yang Huaming from the corner of her eye, with a hint of demonstration.

Yang Huaming pouted, "Smelly bitch, do it!"

Here, Yang Ruoqing has continued to explain everyone's doubts: "My subordinates let them escape on purpose."

"Why?"

"This is called inviting you to enter the urn."

"Please enter the jar? Why can't I understand?" Ms. Liu started a question-and-answer mode with Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, I just want to know if Dabai can still be caught and sent to the government? Don't get into the jar and lose the person!" Mrs. Liu said worriedly again.

She doesn't like to play tricks, go straight to the point and tie her up and send her to the authorities, or just wait for the authorities to come and arrest her. Why would she want to play that kind of cat-and-mouse game?

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "Fourth Aunt, don't worry, you will never be lost. You will definitely be sent to the government."

However, it would be too cheap to just force the government to shut down the government for some time or put a stop to it.

Yang Ruoqing said that she is very lazy, and usually she doesn't want to do anything that is bullshit.

She is a dragon-slaying knife and a Heavenly Sword. How can she use it to chop up those small fish and shrimps?

Mi Tai!

But if she is forced to take action, it would be embarrassing. She likes to add drama to the magic sword.

The dragon-slaying knife splits the Yitian Sword, which contains the lost secrets of martial arts.
Chapter completed!