In the operating room, Li Mengting looked at her mother on the hospital bed, and was lying peacefully there at this moment, as if she was asleep. The only thing that was dazzling was the bare head.

With tears in his eyes, he gently stroked the scar on his head that was lying on the centipede. What did he do for his mother? It was not a craniotomy, right? Then he shook his head again. How could it be? I have never heard of anyone who could break his head and turn it back in such a short time. But the fact that the scar was iron like a iron. Forget it, as long as my mother is fine, I don’t care if he is a red head.

I don't know if it was dazzled, but Li Mengting felt that her mother's hand seemed to move, and quickly turned around to find someone to confirm it. But when she saw God Twelve standing there with expressionless eyes, she would forget it. She felt that even if he saw it, she would not tell her. She was cold and looked like she was keeping people from afar.

Turning his head and continuing to keep an eye on his mother.

The person on the hospital bed moved his fingers again, and Li Mengting couldn't help but feel surprised. This time she had absolutely read it wrong. She rushed forward and said excitedly: "Mom, mom, how do you feel? I am Tingting, can you hear me?"

The person in the bed did not respond, but Li Mengting did not give up. She firmly believed that the scene she saw just now might have just been consciousness that her mother might have not come back.

So he lay on the hospital bed and started to murmur to himself, hoping that the stimulation of words would make his mother wake up soon.

After a while, the person on the hospital bed finally opened his eyes slowly with difficulty. The dazzling light made her eyes that had just opened a little and then quickly closed them again. Then she tried to open them slowly. After a few times, she finally adapted to the light environment and began to look around in a daze. It was not until an excited voice came over that she slowly focused her focus.

What caught my eye was my daughter's haggard face full of worry. She trembled with her hands to touch her face, but she was already tightly held by Yiren on the way.

"Mom, are you awake? Are you really okay?" Li Mengting hugged her mother's hand and believed that she had really woken up. She couldn't help but cry in relief.

Zhang Shufang looked at the peach in front of her with a little confusion, which seemed to be sent to the hospital by her husband before. She had a split headache at that time and didn't pay much attention to the surrounding environment. Now? She shook her head gently, and it seemed that her head had no longer had the pain that had been entangled for many years?

"Tingting, where is this place? Did I fall asleep just now?" she asked.

Li Mengting retracted her hand and nodded, "Mom, this is the operating room of the hospital. You just finished the operation and just woke up now."

Zhang Shufang looked at her daughter with a look of obvious disbelief, "Just finished the operation? What surgery have you done?"

Then he felt a little cold in his head, so he raised his hand and touched it up, and immediately screamed: "Where is my hair?"

Li Mengting held her head-touching hand, and she didn't know the whole story, and didn't know how to explain it to her mother for a while.

At this moment, a thick voice came from the door, "Auntie, you just had a craniotomy surgery and cut out the tumor in your brain, so you have to shave your hair."

Li Mengting turned her head and saw that the person in her heart was standing there like an iron tower. For some reason, when she saw him, she felt a warm sense of safety, as if no matter what happened, she would stand in front of her to shelter her from the wind and rain.

Zhang Shufang didn't sit up so she couldn't see the person talking, but she could still hear from the voice that it was Sun Hua, "Crain opening? What do you mean to break your head? How is it possible? I don't feel any pain at all now. If it was an operation, how could the wound heal in such a short time? If it was an operation, why didn't I feel at all?" A series of questions showed that her mind was turning faster and faster.

"Aunt, you just need to know that you are fine now, and there is no need to explore the rest." Sun Hua said calmly. He was not afraid that she knew his secrets, he never cared about the discovery of these high-tech things. He had absolute confidence in his strength. What if he found them? He was not staring at him. Could it be that he could still snatch them away? He was afraid that he would have to spend a lot of words to explain after saying these things, which would be too troublesome. Yes, this is what he hates the most. Trouble!

Li Mengting understood that he didn't want to say it, which was understandable. After all, everyone has their own secrets and joined the ranks of persuasion. "Ahua is right, mom, the most important thing is that you are fine now. You have just had surgery, so it's not too much to talk. Come, close your eyes and have a good rest. According to your current situation, I believe you will get out of bed tomorrow." The last sentence was looking at Sun Hua's words. She had no idea and hoped to seek support from Sun Hua.

The latter nodded calmly, and she immediately smiled as if she had been given a heart attack.

Seeing her obediently closing her eyes, Sun Hua pointed to the hospital bed and signaled God Twelve to push her back to the ward.

I don’t know if I got the warning from Director Chen, but Dr. Liu and Dr. Chen did not express their opinions on their return to the ward, and they deliberately arranged a private ward for her. But they both made a surprise at how the scar on Zhang Shufang’s head was made. It was intact before, and even if it was injured later, it was just a wound. How could a scar appear?

Knowing that Zhang Shufang has no big problems, and knowing that Li Mengting must be by her side, Sun Hua didn't say much, and left with the tools and Shen Shiyi and the others. The Chinese medicine hospital in the dark returned to its previous peace.

The next morning, after a night of rest, Sun Hua looked energetic. He looked up at the rising sun, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the fresh air in the morning, and then took out the breakfast I had just bought and was about to eat. At this time, the phone on the table rang. He thought it was Li Mengting who called to report his safety, so he picked it up and found out that it was not. The three words Yi? Deng were clearly written on the display screen, and he came to report the good news early in the morning. Since it was Yi's call, it must be the bidding matter. He pressed the answer button, "Hey, morning!"

"Brother Hua, did you have breakfast in the morning?" Yi Deng asked.

"I'm eating, is there anything wrong? Is it done by Longwei Group?" Sun Hua said casually, picking up a fried dough stick and chewing it. His breakfast today was light, with white porridge and fried dough sticks.

"Sorry to disturb you for breakfast. The matter of Longwei Group is done. We have signed a contract to hand over the Asia-state agency rights of the fast-acting plant growth liquid to their group. What do you think?" Yi Deng said humbly.

"You can decide these things yourself. If you think there is no problem, just leave them. I won't interfere anyway!" Sun Hua was still the same, and this kind of big business that others saw became dispensable in his hands.

Yi Deng has long been accustomed to his unscrupulous attitude. He called this time just by the way. His real purpose was to say what he was going to say, "Also, Brother Hua, I have already talked to the chairman of the group about the Xincheng project, and he agreed, and said that he would hand it over to the Sun Hung Design and Planning Company directly. He would tell the person in charge here at that time."

This was expected, and Sun Hua said for granted: "Well, then I will do my next bid. Anyway, the plan has been done. Since it is decided internally, there is no need to be too serious about these formal things."

"But, Brother Hua, I have a question." Yi Deng hesitated for a moment.

Sun Hua said lightly: "What's the matter? Tell me."

"When talking about the Xincheng project this time, Longwei Group mentioned it briefly to me. It seemed that someone in Xincheng Mansion passed by their head of the person in charge and sent a letter directly to Longgang headquarters to report the person in charge to accept the benefits privately, and had already assigned the project to Xinhong." Yi Deng said the Chairman's words at that time.

"Oh? What did he say there?" Sun Hua was also a little surprised.

"At that time, I just talked to him about this, he told me in surprise that he had received a letter of complaint sent by Xincheng a day ago. The content of the report was what I told him now. Is there really someone in this world who is ahead of the truth?" Yi Deng said the general thought of the conversation that day.

After hearing this, Sun Hua pondered for a while and thought to himself, how did the Xincheng Government know that someone was going to set up a project? This matter was just done by himself with a temporary idea, and few people knew about it. After thinking about it carefully, when he said that day, only Li Mengting, Zhao Daoxiao and her secretary Xie Yongfang were present.

It is absolutely impossible for Li Mengting to reveal it. Will she accidentally let her say something out when she was having dinner with others? Sun Hua then shook her head and denied this idea. First of all, she has known her for so long, and she is definitely not a person with long mouths. Secondly, during this period, she almost worked overtime almost every night and had dinner with her, so how could she let it go out?

What about Zhao Daoxiao? He is an old minister of the company. He has already developed a strong sense of belonging to the company. If the company can get this project, he is too happy to report it.

The only one left is Xie Yongfang. Sun Hua has no impression of this person. But in my memory, she is a person who doesn’t like to talk. His first feeling about her is that this person is strong, steady and down-to-earth in doing things, and is a person who can be used to it. Did he misjudgment this time? Sun Hua couldn’t help but put a few questions on it.

"Yi, what do you think of this matter?" Sun Hua was not willing to doubt anyone when there was no conclusive evidence, provided that the person could not make any troubles and everything was in his own control. And if some major issues were involved, he would definitely kill the wrong ones and not let it go.

"If you want to ask me, I can only say that Brother Hua, there is a ghost around you."

Sun Hua understood Yi? Deng was not referring to the ghost in the underworld. A brilliant flashed in his eyes. Could it be that he was influenced by the previous movie "Infernal Affairs"? Why are these ghosts everywhere? Well, since you found my head, I will leave you without any hiding next!
Chapter completed!