When I woke up the next day and saw the news, I was stunned for a moment.
What the hell!
There is definitely an expert behind Zhou Yan, and this person has the courage and means to control the overall situation, otherwise he would not have thought of such a way to break the situation.
Before I could calm down, Zhu Huan ran up from downstairs and said, "Zhou Ya is here."
"Let her wait downstairs for a while."
After that, I got up, dressed and washed.
When she came downstairs, she saw Zhou Ya's eyes were red with dark circles, and she looked like she had stayed up all night.
Before I could say anything, she said, "You know what? The eighth director is also dead."
"I just heard what Feng Jiu said." After I sat down, I noticed her gaze and frowned: "You don't think I arranged Feng Jiu to do it, do you?"
She shook her head.
I held my forehead: "Have you gone to see your dad?"
"No, he is in the ICU, and the hospital does not allow visits. It is probably the chief director and Huang Wei who have done something to make my dad die in the hospital. I am now isolated and helpless in Cemen, without a single elder to support me."
Zhou Ya said, squeezing out two tears.
I rubbed my face irritably and said, "The first hospital, right? Go see your dad."
"The hospital won't let me do anything."
"I'm going, even if he doesn't let me." I pulled Zhou Ya out.
In the car, I called Huang Yong and told him that I wanted to visit Zhou Zongyun. What happened if the hospital refused to visit?
Huang Yong was furious and said that he would go too, but he wanted to see who dared to stop us.
At the entrance of the First Hospital, Zhou Ya turned off the engine.
I said, "Things are getting a bit serious. Now that Director Eight is dead, you will be in big trouble."
"It's not my fault."
"Who will believe what you say? No one will speak up for you! If everyone doubts Zhou Yan after the death of the fourth director, then everyone will doubt you when the eighth director dies. It was the eighth director who switched sides in battle that made you kill him. , the death of the fourth director will become worthless."
"Now what?"
"What should I do?" I pondered for a while and then said, "I don't have any good ideas at the moment. I'll talk about it later after I meet your dad."
As he was talking, a big Mercedes drove into the hospital.
After I got off the bus, Huang Yong trotted over.
I said, "You are such a tired leader, why do you put your airs so low every time you see me? Isn't this embarrassing me?"
"My little friend's kindness at that time was unforgettable by Huang. If it hadn't been for my little friend's suggestion, I wouldn't have known about the good deeds Quanzi had done in collusion with outsiders over the years." Huang Yong said with a smile on his face: "My little friend, please .”
With Huang Yong by his side, no one in the hospital dared to stop him.
But when it came to Zhou Zongyun, Huang Yong was also embarrassed by the words of the attending physician.
Because Zhou Zongyun is now on his deathbed. If he is transferred out of the intensive care unit, he may not survive past noon.
When Zhou Ya heard this, she looked at me.
I said, "You see, I'm useless. That's your father, not mine. If you let me make the decision, I will definitely transfer him out for the sake of the overall situation. Do you want to listen to me?"
Huang Yong also said: "Xiaoya, you have to think carefully. Once your father is transferred out, although Zhou Yan doesn't care about Zong Yun's life or death, he will definitely use this matter to slander you and say that you will kill him at all costs for the sake of being the leader." biological father."
Yes.
The death of Director Eight forced Zhou Ya, or rather us, into a dilemma between loyalty and filial piety.
The children of the Jianghu have already committed themselves to the Jianghu and the school they belong to from the moment they enter the Jianghu. This is loyalty.
To Zhou Zongyun, this is filial piety.
Zhou Ya looked at me: "Li Shang, can I trust you?"
"Okay." I replied decisively.
Zhou Ya lowered her head: "Turned my dad out, I'll sign it."
With the signatures of his family members, Zhou Zongyun was directly transferred to the general ward.
We followed closely.
Huang Yong took out a pair of silver needles from his pocket and handed them to me: "Little friend, you should be able to use this."
"Investigate me very clearly." I said lukewarmly.
Huang Yong sneered and said nothing.
I took out three golden needles and pointed them at Zhou Zongyun's Tianmu, Tanzhong, and Qihai points, also known as the three Dantians, sealing off the little vitality left in his body.
Then I used a golden needle to prick Zhou Zongyun's upper lip and philtrum.
Black blood flowed from the upper lip.
I said: "Zhou Ya, wipe it off with paper, don't let the blood flow into your mouth."
Zhou Ya said: "Why is the blood black? Is it poisoned?"
Huang Yong explained at this time: "It's not poison, it's fire. Your father's heart is attacked by fire, which is considered fire poison, so the color of the blood will become darker."
Wait until the bleeding stops.
Zhou Zongyun slowly opened his eyes. The moment he saw Zhou Ya, he shed two lines of tears and wanted to raise his hands, but he was too weak.
Zhou Ya squatted beside the bed and reached out to hold Zhou Zongyun's hand: "Dad, if you have anything to say, just say it."
"Study... room... leader's token, take me there." Zhou Zongyun spat out these words vaguely.
"Let's go." I stood up and pushed the wheelchair.
Huang Yong said: "Little friend, if you move like this, I'm afraid Zong Yun won't even be able to survive noon."
Zhou Zongyun shook his head slightly, which meant it didn't matter.
After being discharged from the hospital, following Zhou Zongyun's instructions, we came to a small apartment in the city center.
The apartment is full of calligraphy and paintings by famous artists and the Four Treasures of the Study.
Zhou Ya walked to the study and found an iron token in the dark layer of the desk drawer, which was the leader token of the clan.
Zhou Zongyun collapsed on the sofa, looking at the calligraphy and paintings in the room, and said weakly: "Xiaoya, I'm sorry for your mother, and I'm sorry for you. You can sell off the calligraphy and paintings in this room, which is enough for you to live abroad, Xiaoya." It is certain that Yan will ascend the throne, but this leadership token is a major issue for my clan, you must not let her get it, take Li Shang and leave."
"I won't leave." Zhou Ya knelt in front of her father and burst into tears.
Zhou Zongyun didn't look at her, but looked at me: "Li Shang, you seem to be alone."
"Really?" I thought.
Zhou Zongyun poked Zhou Ya with his finger and motioned for her to wait outside.
Wait for Zhou Ya to leave.
I said, "Who does Uncle Zhou think I look like?"
"The eldest son of Jiang, who is the eldest son of Jiangmen, has a similar look on his eyebrows and a similar temperament; but he has always been very mysterious and I have only met him once." At this point, he coughed violently and spit out a mouthful of black blood. It flowed out from the corner of the mouth, accompanied by several lumps.
I knew that it was the flesh residue brought out by coughing after the lungs were rotten.
Zhou Zongyun said again: "Li Shang, I'm going to die. Tell me, what is your relationship with the Jiang family?"
"Li Mu, the bodyguard next to Jiang's eldest son, is my father, so the Jiang family and I have a master-servant relationship."
"hehe."
Zhou Zongyun smiled meaningfully, and then said: "The Jiang family has suffered a great injustice. I beg you to protect Xiaoya in the face of another great change twenty years later."
I narrowed my eyes and said, "Uncle, where is the Jiang family's injustice? What's going on with the Zhang family's treasure?"
Zhou Zongyun stared at the ceiling and smiled bitterly.
He raised his hand and pulled out the Tanzhong Silver Needle.
Kill yourself.
