"Okay, thank you Lao Fang. If there is any problem, I'm afraid you'll have to help..."

After talking to the phone for a while, the old man frowned and put down the phone in his hand, his face turned gloomy.

As the head of the Southern Province, someone had already told him the name Xiaonan not long ago, after the incident in Yanjing, and he had already noticed who Xiaonan was. He even knew the relationship between Xiaonan and the Fang family in Dongyuan;

But he still couldn't figure out what origins of Xiaonan were from, and it made people so afraid. But someone reminded him not to provoke the other party; he also knew that the status of the Yanjing person was not inferior to him, and he was in the capital. Xiaonan dared to do this, so he would provoke the other party only if he was trying to die.

Originally, he could get some news from Fang Mohu, but he was vague and he was too taboo to explain it deeply. He just reminded himself not to provoke his nephew, which would be even more problematic.

Thinking of this, the old man became more and more suspicious and his brows became more and more frowning. He just thought about his son who was still in the operating room, gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, "Go, go to the hospital!"

When he arrived at the hospital, the operation was not completed yet, but the wife cried and looked at him with gritted teeth, saying, "Old Zhao... Has the person who beat his son caught?"

"Xu Yun, don't worry, this matter has not been cleared yet!" The old man looked gloomy and glanced at the closed operating room gate there, and advised with a wry smile.

The woman shouted angrily: "What haven't been figured out yet? Yinwu's legs were broken. Isn't it clear? The surname Zhao, on his own territory, you can't even protect your son, and you are still a scammer!"

The old man looked gloomy. He looked around and quickly turned his head away. He pretended to be playing with his mobile phone. He snorted lightly, lowered his voice and said, "Stop calling, I have asked the comrades from the provincial department to see what's going on!"

"Hmph...If you don't report to Yinwu... Retrieve justice, let me and you finish!" Hearing that someone had passed, the woman looked at the people around her and finally snorted angrily and stopped talking.

As soon as the old man breathed a sigh of relief, the phone from the secretary next to him rang.

"The comrades from the provincial department are calling!" After hearing what was said, the secretary hurried over, carefully looked at the woman over there, and then handed the phone to the old man.

"Hey, I'm Zhao Wuxiang!"

Listening to the sound of the words over there, the old man's face became increasingly ugly. After asking a few more questions, he hung up the phone with a pale face, looked at the closed operating room door, and stomped his feet hatefully. He had never been so confident in his life.

At this time, the lights in the operating room there suddenly went out, the door was pushed open, and a cart was withdrawn by several doctors and nurses.

"Yinwu...Yinwu...How are you? Are you okay?" Looking at the son lying in the car, the woman quickly ran over, wiping her tears while nervously.

"Mom...my legs, my legs are broken, it hurts so much..." Zhao Yinwu, who had already suffered from numbness and could not have hurt any more, looked at the woman and immediately howled in pain.

"Oh... Yinwu Yinwu, don't cry, do you want to, doc, how do you do the surgery, what anesthetics? Why doesn't it work?"

Looking at the mother and son's screams, the doctors and nurses next to them looked helpless.

"Nothing!" The old man next to him finally couldn't see it anymore and scolded in a deep voice: "Shut up..."

After being glared by my own eyes, Zhao Yinwu then shrank his neck and stopped his mouth.

But the lady next to her said angrily: "Old Zhao, no matter what you scare Yinwu, he has been beaten like this!"

"Cough..." the old man frowned helplessly and said, "Why does it hurt after he has anesthesia during surgery? I have something to ask Yinwu, so let the doctor take him to the ward first!"

After Zhao Yinwu entered the ward, the doctors and nurses retreated. The old man looked at Zhao Yinwu angrily and said, "You bastard, you are doing things randomly outside because of my name. One day I will be killed by you!"

"Old Zhao, why are you scolding Yinwu? He was beaten, but he wasn't beaten others. Why are you still scolding him?" Looking at his son's aggrieved look with his neck shrank, Mrs. Zhao said angrily.

The old man was impatient at this time and scolded: "Shut up... What do you know, a woman? You just spoil him. If you continue like this, one day he will cause a huge disaster!"

Looking at her husband who was not angry with her tomorrow, she seemed to be really angry this time. The woman swallowed her saliva and finally stopped talking angrily.

"Tell me, what did you say to you Fang Xiaonan today?" The old man winked at his secretary. After seeing the secretary go out, he said coldly.

Zhao Yinwu, who looked at his own son, looked at his eyes narrowed and immediately howled: "Dad...you don't know, that bastard, I just talked to him about some business, and he broke my subordinates and my legs. Dad...you want to avenge me!"

"Discuss business? Haha... you're afraid you've fallen in love with someone else's store?" Looking at his incompetent son, the old man said angrily: "I told you a long time ago that you want you to do some business steadily; now, if you're in the hands of others, it's light to break your legs!"

"Old Zhao... This is your son, your own son... Even if you offend someone you shouldn't offend, you can't see him suffer in vain. This is not a trivial matter, but two legs!" Mrs. Zhao, who was beside him, immediately blushed when she heard this, and twitched her feet and scolded.

"Shut up!" Looking at his nonsense woman, the old man finally couldn't help but shout.

After being yelled, Mrs. Zhao finally saw the meaning. Her son seemed to have hit the iron plate this time. Although she couldn't believe it, she naturally knew who her husband was, and she finally dared not speak anymore.

Seeing that he finally shut up, the old man said angrily: "Can Fang Xiaonan be someone who can mess with you? Now they are taking advantage of it, and... and he also wants me to give him an explanation!"

"We still need to explain?" Zhao Yinwu shouted in shame and angrily, saying, "Dad, what is he doing? He broke my legs. You kill him and kill him!"

"Shut up!" The old man had a gloomy face and was about to speak, but suddenly a gentle knock on the door came from outside.

"Who?" the old man said angrily.

"The phone call from Yanjing!" The secretary walked in carefully and sent his cell phone to the road.

"Huh?" Looking at the secretary's careful appearance, the old man was startled and realized something. He quickly reached out to take it.
Chapter completed!