The Formidable Son-in-law - Chapter 702

Qinchuan can only do so, as for whether to live or die, we can only see Su Ru himself.

Just put Su Ru’s body covered, a knock on the door suddenly sounded, Qin Chuan can’t help but frown.

“Mr. Qin, Mr. Fang is here.” Li Hong’s voice came from outside the door. Fang always told him before. After all, Qinchuan had not come back at that time.

“Old Fang?” Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment. Then he got up and opened the door. He stood at the door in a long robe, carrying a medicine box, and followed Fang Wen.

“Qin Xiaoyou, just now Li Hong called me and said that you have a wounded man here?” Fang asked directly.

“Brother Qin, what happened to that man?” Fang Wen’s small face is full of worry. Before receiving Li Hong’s call, she thought that something had happened to Qinchuan.

But see Qin Chuan intact standing in front of me, the little girl took a long breath.

“Please come in,” Qin Chuan stepped aside and let the people into the room.

“Ah! So much blood. ” Seeing Su Ru’s pale face and bloody body lying on the sofa, Fang Wen couldn’t help exclaiming.

“Shot?” Fang murmured and quickly stepped forward and put his hand on Su Ru’s wrist.

Lu Xueqing, Li Ping and others also came in, looking at the scene with a worried face.

“Well…” Fang thought slightly, looked at Qin Chuan thoughtfully, and then said.

“Although the injured are seriously injured, they are not life-threatening. It’s just that they lose too much blood. It’s very difficult to complete the brain injury and wake up.”

“Old man, you mean our wife will be…” Li Gang asked eagerly.

“No, it’s just possible, if there’s something that can make her fluctuate, then there’s still a glimmer of hope.”

Fang said something, sighed a little, then took out a ginseng tablet from the medicine 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 suspiciously.

“Isn’t Mr. Fang here?” Qin Chuan raised his chin to Fang Lao.

“Well, I don’t think you can do anything.” Lu Xueqing hummed and hurried to Su Ru’s side.

“Mr. Fang, if someone calls her, can she wake up?” Qin Chuan asked.

“If it’s someone who cares a lot, then the opportunity is still great.” Old Fang nodded.

“I see.” Qin Chuan’s face sank and waved to Li Hong. They slowly left the villa.

“Go and call all the brothers here and do it tonight.” Qin Chuan orders in a deep voice.

“But Mr. Qin, the eastern villa of the Ximen family is heavily guarded. Our people can’t get in, and we can’t make sure that Su Ru’s son is in it.” Li Hong said.

“I have received the news that Simon’s family is in collusion with the people in the holy hall, and Xiao Bao and LAN Linlin are all in the eastern villa.” Qin Chuan said.

“Well, I’ll call someone right away.” Li Hong nodded for a while, knowing that this matter could not be solved without violence.

As the night unfolds, as soon as the light disappears, all kinds of ugliness of human nature in the dark are revealed.

At this time, on the huge and luxurious sofa in the villa in the eastern suburbs, ximensheng was holding a cigar in his mouth, and LAN Linlin was leaning against him in half untied clothes.

“Master, the little rabbit has been brought here.”

Outside the door came a burly bodyguard, some greedy looked at blue Linlin’s white chest, said.

“What are you doing? Bring him up to me

Simon Sheng Leng snorted, a little displeased with the bodyguard’s eyes.

“Yes, boss.” The bodyguard nodded and clapped his hands. Two men came in with a little boy.

The little boy’s face is dirty, green and thin. In just a few days, Xiaobao has become this picture.

“Hum, just like your dead dad.”

Simon Sheng hummed, picked up the cake on the table and threw it in front of Xiaobao.

“Eat Simon Sheng said with a sneer.

Xiaobao swallows his saliva and looks at the cake in front of him pitifully. Since he was brought here, Xiaobao can’t eat anything every day, and he has to be scolded from time to time.

Now, with such a delicious cake in front of him, Xiaobao can’t help but hold out his dirty hand.

“Pa!”

But at this time, a mouthful of sticky phlegm suddenly spits out from ximensheng’s mouth and falls on the cake in front of Xiaobao.

Xiaobao’s outstretched hand suddenly gave a meal and looked up at ximensheng.

“What the hell are you looking at? I’ll let you eat it! ”

Xiaobao’s eyes made ximensheng think of Wang Dachuan. Suddenly, he was angry and scolded.

“Cluck… This little boy knows how clean it is,” Lan Linlin chuckled.

“Aunt LAN, Xiaobao is hungry. Xiaobao wants to eat.”

Xiao Bao suddenly turned his eyes to LAN Linlin and cried.

When dad was there before, aunt Lan was very kind to him. She bought clothes and delicious food for him.