Chapter 001: The Female Ghost

  (Today's second update, to be honest, I'm afraid that brothers and sisters will find it unpleasant, so I started the second update early this morning. The flower thorn doesn't require too much, just hoping that when brothers and sisters are satisfied, they can give me a vote with their hands, thank you)

  "Professor Huang, the patient has stopped breathing." A voice in a white coat echoed in the emergency room, with a hint of anxiety.

  Next to him, another doctor in a white coat held a pair of forceps and worked carefully, sweating.

  "Hurry up and give him oxygen." The man said while holding the forceps in his hand to stop the bleeding.

  "Professor Huang, the patient's current pulse is 150, blood oxygen is 78%, and blood pressure is 68. He needs a blood transfusion immediately."

  The man called Professor Huang on one side could be seen with tension in his eyes through the white lab coat.

  Everyone was busy, but no one noticed a beautiful woman in a white dress with a pale face standing quietly, staring at Yang Hua who was dying on the hospital bed.

  Faintly.

  Suddenly, a light tear dropped onto that beautiful face, falling onto the ground.

  She slowly raised her slender white fingers as if in surprise and gently rubbed her eyes.

  "Do I still have tears?" Her voice was as if she was asking herself, and also as if in surprise.

  Looking at Yang Hua on the hospital bed, he slowly walked away.

  The rest of them couldn't see that there was another ghost in this emergency room. They were busy there, hoping to save a life.

  She slowly walked up, stretched out her delicate hand as if caressing a loved one, and gently touched Yang Hua's face which had already turned pale.

  She suddenly smiled.

  But that smile seemed so desolate, it was heartbreaking.

  "You said before, for the one you love, you can sacrifice yourself, right?" You Ruo suddenly said in a desolate tone.

  Yang Hua, who was lying in bed, seemed to have lost all hearing.

  Only to see the eyes of Yu Ruo, as if suddenly made a decision, suddenly the whole body flashed, and finally turned into a bright light towards Yang Hua's face, which had already turned pale.

  "Professor Huang, the patient's pulse is 80 and blood pressure is 110?" A woman's voice was heard, her face filled with disbelief as she stared at Professor Huang who was performing the surgery rapidly.

  "What? You're not mistaken?" was all Professor Huang, who was performing the surgery, could say in utter disbelief.

  "No, I didn't see it wrong, really."

  "How did this happen?"

  Everyone in the emergency room was stunned and stood there frozen.

  ……

  In front of the Jinbi Huang Hotel in Yilan City, there are several black Mercedes-Benz cars and a Crown Majesta parked at the entrance, as well as two Audi A6s.

  Four men in suits stood at the hotel entrance.

  Inside the luxurious private room, there were only four people sitting there.

  One of them was Zhou Yushu from Xie's military family, who wore golden-rimmed glasses.

  Behind him stood a man with a height of at least 180 cm, with a dull face. The man had a flat head and a strong physique, although he was wearing a suit, his bulging muscles could still be felt.

  This is Xie Xiaotian's first personal bodyguard, Cangao.

  Sitting opposite Zhou Yushu was a man with a smiling face, who was also somewhat handsome. However, his eyes gave off an eerie feeling. He was the infamous "Mad Dog" of Iran City, whose cunning and ruthlessness earned him the respect of even the most hardened martial artists.

  Next to the mad dog sat a seductive and charming woman.

  The woman was indeed very beautiful, but at this moment she was heavily made up, as if afraid that others would not know she was a prostitute.

  A super short skirt tightly wrapped around the buttocks that every man dreams of, with a high and proud chest exposed halfway, sitting next to the mad dog.

  "Mr. Zhou, what brings you here today?" The mad dog said with a smile all over his face.

  Even the most ferocious mad dog has to show some respect when facing the wealthiest Xie family in Iran City.

  Only then did Zhou Yushu hum a response, picking up the teacup on the table and slowly taking a sip before saying, "Mad Dog, didn't your brother go too far?"

  The mad dog's heart skipped a beat.

  "Mr. Zhou," said Busily, "I don't quite understand what you're saying."

  Zhou Yushu slammed the teacup in his hand onto the ground.

  "Mad dog, don't think that just because you've been in Iran City for two years, you can cover the whole sky with one hand. I'm telling you, if you don't hand over those people to me by 1 o'clock this afternoon, I'll make sure none of you can stay in Iran City for even a day." Zhou Yushu, who rarely lost his temper, suddenly burst out in anger.

  That mad dog's face turned pale.

  The mad dog outside the private room heard a noise inside, pushed open the door and stared at Zhou Yushu and the Tibetan Mastiff still standing there motionless: "Big brother."

  They look like they would pounce on Zhou Yushu, who looks like a bookworm, at the slightest provocation from that mad dog.

  "Get out!" The mad dog yelled loudly at several brothers who rushed in.

  Those two people who just came in were scolded for no reason and quickly closed the door again.

  "Just calm down, Mr. Zhou, I've been at Yuehai (bar name) for the past two days and I'm not quite clear about what you just said. But please rest assured, Mr. Zhou, I'll go back and check immediately and give you a reply as soon as possible."

  Zhou Yushu was clearly unimpressed with this set and snorted in response.

  "Mr. Zhou, Crazy Dog has been in Guangdong for the past two days, I dare to guarantee it with my life." The woman sitting next to Crazy Dog, who had not spoken until now, said with a flirtatious smile.

  "What's your life worth? A few bucks?" Zhou Yushu didn't even glance at her loudly.

  The woman was taken aback by a single sentence, her face turned pale, and she didn't dare say another word.

  That mad dog was also full of embarrassment at this time, he wasn't good-tempered, nor was he polite, but because he knew the power of the Xie family, with his current power, even two mad dogs might not be able to move the Xie family.

  So he could only swallow his anger and remain silent.

  "Mr. Zhou, I'll go back now and give you a satisfactory answer within an hour at most. If my mad dog doesn't do it by then, let President Xie speak." Mad Dog said helplessly.

  Zhou Yushu glanced at him and said lightly, "This is what you said. One hour, I'll wait for your answer. If you're not satisfied, I believe you know the consequences."

  Having said that, he stood up and walked away without looking back.

  The Tibetan Mastiff behind him didn't say a word from start to finish, he even walked in and out without turning his eyes once. What kind of man is this quiet and taciturn man?

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