Wealthy Chapter 555

Old Yu and Minmin were badly injured, and these two were temporarily unavailable for field missions.

Not to mention me, it’s not even convenient for me to go.

But I still have to go to Ningcheng. I always feel that this is not a simple matter in Ningcheng and it would be better to investigate it myself.

Moreover, the Thoughtless Mountain is in Ningcheng, and the Thousand Sect is also in Ningcheng, so I can go and visit the Thousand Sect.

At the same time, I could also enquire with the Thousand Clans about the recent situation of the vanished Moon Full Bow.

I was worried about whether Moon Man Bow was a friend or foe, and I didn’t want to have another powerful opponent.

I was also worried that if these Jianghu people were involved in this case, the old man would reintroduce the matter of reuniting the Jianghu.

The old man certainly has ambitions in this regard, and what General Ge has not done, he certainly wants to do.

But Han Kun and Zhao Zichen are extremely opposed to it, and as a junior and a buddy, I can’t be hell-bent on putting them in harm’s way.

I didn’t feel comfortable entrusting anyone with this matter, so I had to go there myself.

I arranged for Meng Meng to investigate Zhao Qiyu’s whereabouts. The workload was enormous, involving two months of footage from two cities, some of which had long since been overwritten and were untraceable.

But it was easier to investigate the license plate number than the face, and Meng Meng would do the job.

For the operation, I put on Cai Xiaobing.

Cai Xiaobing is a bit more balanced and knows a bit of everything, but this kid is a bit of a daredevil and has been clinging to Lin Yue’er lately.

He will soon be separated from the Snow Leopards and transferred to the local area, so don’t disgrace the Snow Leopards by being so impulsive.

I was worried about Xia Gehuai’s safety, so I wanted to leave that night.

Chu Xiaoxiao wanted to come with me, so she could look after me. I didn’t want to take her with me, it was too dangerous, but I couldn’t resist her.

After Zhao Zichen had arranged all the work, he drove over with the intention of leaving with us, but before we were ready to leave, I received a call from the Third Master.

The Third Master told me that Han Kun had suffered a stomach haemorrhage during the night and had been hospitalised.

We rushed to the hospital and when we arrived, Han Kun was still in the operating theatre in first aid and Master San was an old man guarding the entrance to the operating theatre, waiting anxiously.

Chu Xiaoxiao pushed my wheelchair up to the front, and when Master San saw me, it was like he saw his backbone.

“Young proprietor, you’re finally here.”

“What’s going on?”

I knew that Han Kun’s condition was heading towards irreparable, but I didn’t expect it to be so soon.

“It was fine, it’s just that, all of a sudden, I learned about Mr. Ji’s death.” The Third Master chagrined, “It’s all my fault, the hospital bill came in the mail and I didn’t receive it.”

“Did he just find out?”

“I guessed it too, but I never broke through the window. This time he saw some of the bills, and the funeral home matters …… hey, it’s all my fault for not taking care of it.”

My heart sank downward, in fact, this matter sooner or later Han Kun must know, this matter also can not be blamed on the third master.

Chu Xiaoxia was busy helping the third master to let him sit down, squatting at the third master’s feet to comfort him: “Uncle Han will definitely be fine. He will always know about this, he just can’t get over it in his heart.”

The third master’s old eyes were shining with tears, and looking at his dishevelled and powerless appearance, my heart felt very bad too.

The third master covered his face and said, “I watched little Han grow up, but he …… hey, I never thought I would have to send my family to the dark one day.”

This sadness of the third master is that Han Kun’s condition has reached this point, and it is only a matter of time before he leaves this world.

Life and death are unpredictable, nothing can be done.

Human life is so fragile, and human power is so small.

We were too dishevelled to raise our heads when the door to the emergency room opened and I rushed up to ask how things were going.

“He’s bleeding profusely, and he has panda blood, and there’s no stock in the blood bank. It’s dangerous if we can’t find someone to transfuse the blood.”

My heart stuttered, what was I going to do now?

“We will borrow blood from the blood bank in the next city. Also you should get all his family members over here quickly and have them all checked for blood type. But not immediate family members, they can’t be transfused. Go on.”

It just so happened that five members of Yin’s family were at my house, five people who were close to Han Kun, not too close, not too far away.

I immediately asked Meng Meng to ask someone to bring these five people to the hospital and instructed him to be safe, these five people were five moving targets.

With Snow Leopard personally escorting me, I was relieved that after ten minutes, all five were brought to the hospital.

Zhao Zichen immediately arranged for them to be tested for blood.

Regrettably, none of the five were able to give Han Kun a blood transfusion.

I was so anxious that I was sweating. Zhao Gongluan rushed back to the hospital from home in the night, called the nearby hospital and asked if there was any blood that could be transferred, which led to the transfer of two packs of blood from the next city.

But Han Kun had lost a lot of blood, and the bleeding point could not be blocked, so these two packs of blood were just a drop in the bucket.

I was so anxious that I was holding the wheelchair around, but there was nothing I could do.

Han Kun had no relatives, so I received all the critical care notices on his behalf, and I also signed the operation responsibility form on his behalf.

My hands were shaking as I looked at one sick note after another. I wasn’t ready for this. I couldn’t accept that he was going to die now.

But what could I do, there was nothing I could do.

Chu Xiaoxiao pushed me and led me to the small garden without saying a word.

It was less than a week before New Year’s Eve, and firecrackers could be heard everywhere, with fireworks illuminating the sky from time to time.

I bowed my head, looking at the mottled ground, my nose sore, tears one by one on my own trousers, and like a child, I helplessly used my hands to hold back the tear tracks.

At this point, I really wanted to run away and then no one would tell me what was going on so I could self-deceive.

If Han Kun was gone, then the only family I had left would be gone.

From then on, the sky was the limit and I would be a true orphan.

Chu Xiaoxiao could not comfort me either, but could only hug me and keep stroking my hair and patting my back.

“Zhang Chao!”

Zhao Zichen ran far into the garden, shouting as he ran towards me.

I was busy wiping away my tears, the garden was dark anyway and he couldn’t see the redness of my eyes, except that I couldn’t hide the choke in my voice when I opened my mouth to speak.

I asked, “What’s wrong?”

“I remembered that there’s a man with panda blood, and there might be a way to find him. This guy just came to the hospital a few months ago and almost died too, but he was so f*cking lucky he survived.”

I propped up my wheelchair and stood up on one foot, “Who is it?!”

I was really feeling like a dying man grabbing the last straw at this point, coming across a fire in the freezing cold.

Zhao Zichen was in a bit of a bind: “This person …… is just afraid that he won’t be willing.”