C702 Operation
C702 Operation
Just as he covered Su Ru's body, there was a knock on the door. Qin Chuan could not help but frown.
"Mr. Qin, Elder Faang is here." Lee Hong's voice came from outside the door. He had informed Elder Faang before. After all, Qin Chuan had not returned yet.
"Elder Faang?" Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment. He got up and went to open the door. Elder Faang, who was wearing a long robe and carrying a medicine box, stood at the door with Faang Wen by his side.
"Little Fellow Qin, did Lee Hong call me just now and say that you have an injured person on your side?" Elder Faang asked directly.
"Mr. Qin, how is that man?" Faang Wen's face was full of worry. When she received Lee Hong's call earlier, she thought that something had happened to Qin Chuan.
However, when she saw Qin Chuan standing in front of her unharmed, she let out a long sigh.
"Please come in." Qin Chuan took a step to the side and let everyone enter the house.
"Ya! So much blood has been lost." Seeing Su Ru's pale face and body covered in blood lying on the sofa, Faang Wen could not help but cry out in shock.
"Were you injured by a gun?" Elder Faang muttered and quickly went forward to put his hand on Su Ru's wrist.
Lu Xueqing, Li Ping and the others also walked in and looked at the scene with worry.
"Hmm..." Elder Faang thought for a while and looked at Qin Chuan thoughtfully. Then he said.
"Although the injury is serious, it will not endanger his life. It is just that he has lost too much blood. It will be very difficult for him to recover from the brain injury. If he wakes up, I am afraid it will be very difficult."
"Old man, you are saying that our wife will be..." Lee Gaang asked anxiously.
"No, it is possible. If there is anything that can make her fluctuate, then it will be very difficult for her to wake up. "There is still a glimmer of hope."
Elder Faang said something and sighed slightly. He took out a piece of ginseng from his medical bag and put it in Su Ru's mouth.
"Qin Chuan, didn't you say you were going to treat Su Ru just now?" Lu Xueqing asked doubtfully.
"Isn't Elder Faang here?" Qin Chuan raised his chin at Elder Faang.
"Hmph, I think you don't know anything." Lu Xueqing snorted and hurried to Su Ru's side.
"Elder Faang, if someone she cares about calls her, will she wake up?" Qin Chuan asked.
"If it's someone she really cares about, then the chances are still very high." Elder Faang nodded and said.
"I understand." Qin Chuan's expression darkened. He waved at Lee Hong and the two of them slowly walked out of the mansion.
"Go and call all the brothers here. Let's do it tonight." Qin Chuan ordered in a deep voice.
"But Mr. Qin, the eastern suburbs of Ximen family are heavily guarded. Our men can't get in, and we can't be sure that Su Ru's son is inside." Lee Hong said.
"I have already received the news that the Ximen family is colluding with the Holy Church. There's also Little Treasure and Lan Linlin. They are all in the eastern suburbs." Qin Chuan said.
"Alright, I will go and get them now." Lee Hong nodded his head. He knew that this matter could no longer be resolved by violence.
The curtain of the night gradually opened. Once the light disappeared, the ugliness of human nature in the darkness was revealed.
At this time, on the huge luxurious sofa in the eastern suburbs, Ximen Sheng had a cigar in his mouth, and Lan Linlin, who was beside him, was leaning against him, her clothes half-untied.
"Chief, that little brat has been brought over."
A tall and sturdy bodyguard walked in from outside the door. He greedily looked at Lan Linlin's white chest and said.
"Then what are you still standing there for? Bring him up here for me!"
Ximen Sheng coldly snorted, somewhat displeased with the bodyguard's gaze.
"Yes, boss." The bodyguard hurriedly nodded, then clapped his hands. Two of his subordinates carried a little boy and walked in.
The little boy had a dirty face, and his face was green and thin. In just a few days, Little Treasure had already become like this.
"Hmph, just like your dead father."
Ximen Sheng snorted and casually picked up the pastries on the table and threw them in front of Little Treasure.
"Eat!" Ximen Sheng said with a sneer.
Little Treasure swallowed his saliva and looked pitifully at the pastries in front of him. Ever since he was brought here, Little Treasure had not been able to eat anything every day. From time to time, he would be scolded.
Now that such fragrant pastries were placed in front of him, Little Treasure could not help but reach out with his dirty little hand to pick them up.
"Pa!"
But at that moment, a mouthful of sticky phlegm suddenly spat out from Ximen Sheng's mouth and accurately landed on the pastries in front of Little Treasure.
Little Treasure's extended hand suddenly stopped and looked up at Ximen Sheng.
"F * ck, what the f * ck are you looking at? I'll let you eat it!"
Little Treasure's gaze reminded Ximen Sheng of Wang Dachuan. His heart was filled with anger as he cursed.
"Hehe... This little bastard knows how to be clean. Lan Linlin giggled.
"Auntie Lan, Little Treasure is hungry. Little Treasure wants to eat something."
Little Treasure suddenly turned his gaze to Lan Linlin and called out.
When his father was around, this Auntie Lan treated him very well. She bought him clothes and delicious food.