Fang Han passed Hawk's meaning to McCann, just in line with McCann's intention.

The two are new generation leaders, but the road ahead is still long. There are competitors in the party, one more friend, and it is very helpful to friends in the opponent's camp.

Fang Han's days were very peaceful. The assassination on the street slowly passed. Every day, new things took away people's attention, and the people quickly forgot about him.

The manor is very close to McCann Manor. When Joanna was away, he stayed at McCann Manor at night. Anna was lively and cute, and he liked it very much.

McCann's family of three were practicing martial arts. McCann struggled the most and had the best results. After a week, his face was full of spring breeze and his spirit was flying, and he obviously became the winner again.

After get off work on Friday, he was about to rush to the airport when he suddenly received a call from Hawke.

Hawke's voice was very weak. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a violent cough. He couldn't speak clearly, and he could not hear his words clearly.

Soon another person answered the phone, a middle-aged man with a hoarse voice. He shouted that Hawk was seriously injured and wanted to meet Mr. Fang.

Fang Han asked them where they were, and the middle-aged man replied that they were rushing to the hospital and preparing to take them to the nearest St. Love Hospital, where there is the best trauma department in New York.

Fang Han hung up the phone and drove to Shengai Hospital. Fifteen minutes later, he entered Shengai Hospital and came to the emergency room. After searching for it, he couldn't find Hawke, so he went straight upstairs and went to the surgical room.

More than a dozen men in black were standing outside the operating room No. 1, with a gloomy and irritable expression, and they were about to burst out at any time.

When they saw Fang Han coming, they stared coldly. They completely protected the operating room door through their positions, as if preventing him from rushing in.

"I am Fang Han." Fang Han glanced at them and said warmly. The two big men wrapped in gauze, which was in sharp contrast with the black suit.

"Are you Mr. Fang?" In a hoarse voice, a middle-aged man squeezed out from behind everyone, and his sharp eyes seemed to penetrate Fang Han: "Mr. Fang Han?"

Fang Han nodded: "How is Hawk?"

"Ashe is undergoing surgery." The middle-aged man's eyes calmed down and his expression was heavy: "I am Oppenheimer. Hawke said you can save him, please follow me!"

Fang Han followed Oppenheimer into the operating room. As soon as he entered, a nurse stopped them. He washed his hands carefully, then put on a disinfectant jacket and sterilize hat, and followed her into the operating room.

"How is he?" Fang Han asked the nurse who led them in.

The nurse only showed her charming big eyes and her figure was delicate. Her face was covered by a mask.

"One shot is in the lungs, two shots are in the heart. There is no hope for the surgery." Her voice was tender, with a hint of hoarseness, which was very nice.

Oppenheimer snorted: "Niles is the best cardiac surgeon. There will be a way!"

"Doctor Niles is not a god, this patient's injury is too serious." The nurse shook her head.

The three of them came close to him, Hawke was anesthetized, knowing nothing, his chest was opened, and his bright red heart was beating slowly, one by one, looking weak and powerless.

A group of doctors and nurses next to him were moving, mainly a tall and thin black man about forty years old. He had big eyes, bright eyes, and his hands were very stable, and he was suturing the wound in an orderly manner.

This must be Dr. Niles. Fang Han frowned and shook his head. Hawke's injury was too serious. To be able to support it, it was the doctors' medical skills that were so skilled.

The instrument suddenly made a sharp scream, followed by a turmoil, and finally the electric shock was three times, but there was no response, and the heart stopped beating.

Dr. Niles stopped moving and looked at the doctors and nurses around him.

Oppenheimer hurriedly said, "Doctor Niles, please save Hawke, he cannot die!"

Dr. Niles frowned and looked at him, shaking his head: "He can't do it anymore."

"Haoke..."

"I know he is a member of parliament and is young and promising, but I am not a God. Sorry, I can't do anything." Niles retreated helplessly and wanted to leave the operating room.

Oppenheimer hurriedly pulled him: "Doctor!"

The two nurses stepped forward to stop him, but were pushed away by Oppenheimer. He had red eyes and tightly grasped Dr. Niles' collar, preventing him from leaving.

Fang Han coughed gently, and everyone's minds suddenly became clear, as if they were toppings with a basin of ice water.

He came to Hawk's side and put his right palm on Hawk's eyebrows.

Everyone stared at his movements until the sharp instrument suddenly slowed down and made a normal beating sound, and Hawke's heart started beating again.

"This..." Everyone looked at him in surprise.

Fang Han nodded to Niles: "Doctor, go ahead."

Niles looked at him deeply, turned his head to glance at everyone: "Everyone, keep going!"

He came to Hawke and then stitched it. During this period, he lost blood again and his heartbeat stopped. Fang Han put his right palm on Hawke's eyebrows and rescued him again.

The doctors and nurses around were numb. Years of professional qualities made them focus on what they were doing and meticulously completed the operation.

After an hour of hand, Hawke was pushed out of the operating room. Fang Han wanted to follow him. Dr. Niles took off his mask and showed a handsome black face.

He looked tired and smiled, "Mr. Fang, can you talk?"

Fang Han followed him to an office, Niles made a cup of tea for him, and then asked what was going on and how he saved Hawk.

Fang Han explained the qi in Chinese Kung Fu. Niles was confused when he heard it, but he knew something, it was not a miracle, but a technique, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

As the top cardiac surgeon in Quanmi, he has always believed in his medical skills and does not believe in God. The scene before him almost overturned his beliefs, so he was very nervous. Fang Shu heard Fang Han’s explanation.

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He returned to Haitian, Li Tang was busy filming, so he stayed in the villa with Luo Yaman, and Song Yuya and Wang Ying both left tactfully.

The two of them watched TV in the villa, then went to bed, and had a sleep when they were tired, woke up and drove outside for a ride, and found a private restaurant when they were hungry.

Two days seemed to pass in the blink of an eye. With Luo Yanan's reluctant gaze, Fang Han took a plane back to New York again.

He arrived in New York early in the morning. When he returned to his estate, Joanna and Anne Cole were taking a leisurely walk around the lake.

In two days, Fang Han moved all the things in his original villa to the manor, and the villa in Beverly Hills was also packed up and was ready to move in.

Anne Cole has been filming in Paris and even when he comes back, he comes directly to New York with him, so Fang Han is not in a hurry to live in the villa in Beverly Hills.

Fang Han chatted with them for a few words, left in a hurry, and took Catherine to the police station.

Catherine was wearing a professional outfit and looked no different from a white-collar beauty. She said she was probably going to get nervous for a while. Fang Han used the steering wheel to ask why. Catherine said that a parliamentarian assassination occurred last Friday, and the wanted murderer was everywhere.

Fang Han asked who the murderer was, and Catherine said it was the mercenary group of Justice and Order. It was a group of desperate people. It was difficult to deal with.

Now all the sea, land and air are dispatched to find these murderers. If the parliamentarians cannot be found even if they are assassinated, how can they give the people a sense of security?

The New York Police Department has issued a reward of $100,000 per person.

The US dollar is strong and has strong purchasing power. You only need cents to buy things. One hundred thousand is not less than one million in China, which is enough to make people desperately.

After Fang Han and his team went to work, they were indeed assigned tasks to go to the airport to check the suspects. They must see the identity of each passenger clearly and prevent the suspects from escaping.

After working hard for a day, Fang Han came to Shengai Hospital and saw Hawk. His face was pale and his breath was weak.

Seeing Fang Han come in, Hawke waved his hand gently, and the two bodyguards and Oppenheimer retreated and guarded the door.

Fang Han sat down beside his bed and looked at him: "No problem, congratulations on saving your life."

Hawke smiled bitterly: "I owe you another life."

Fang Han said: "That group of people did it?"

Hawke sighed embarrassedly: "You've called it!"

Fang Han said: "The search is currently underway."

Hawke sighed and straightened his body: "The police can't catch them!... Fang, I want to ask you to take action."

Fang Han raised his eyebrows and pondered without saying a word.

"I know it's dangerous," Hawke said helplessly: "They are a corps, with a base in South Africa, which is very troublesome!"

Fang Han said: "Why do they want to kill you?"

Hawke smiled bitterly: "This is a bunch of lunatics who say that I betrayed them, and the most untrustworthy politician is going to kill me."

"Will they still do it?"

"It must be, they are all paranoid!" Hawke said: "I may not be so lucky next time. I have hired a top bodyguard, but I still can't defend myself!"

Once, after hearing Fang Han's warning, he felt prepared and was not short of that amount of money. Since he hired a bodyguard, he would hire the best one. The ten best bodyguards still failed to block the bullets.

Hawke gritted his teeth: "It's better to take the initiative to kill them than to defend!"

Fang Han was silent.

Hawke said: "Fang, only you can do it!...I owe you another favor!"

Fang Han smiled. Hawke was very smart and knew how to impress himself. If he directly promised benefits, he would never agree. He would only allow only one favor to impress himself.

"Okay!... Are there any of their personal belongings?" Fang Han said slowly.

He had always wanted to get rid of these crazy guys and get huge merits. They must have killed many people, which made Fang Han jealous. At this time, Hawke's request, he agreed with the flow.

"...It seems like there is a note." Hawke said after thinking.

Fang Han nodded: "Then there is no problem, I will solve them."

"Please," Hawke hugged his fists.

Fang Han smiled: "Don't worry,... I'll give me the notes, and I don't have to worry about the rest."

"Okay, no problem!" Hawke smiled: "I have a vineyard with a unique wine. I'll send you some. I know Anne Cole likes wine!"

"Thank you." Fang Han smiled.

Anne Cole likes wine, and his wife and the others like it very much. Hawke said that it must be very good if you are unique, and it is also good to give them a try.

He couldn't help but secretly praised Hawke's success, and he was not very happy to know that he was giving him a gift, but he happily accepted it for Anne and the others.

Not long after Fang Han returned to the manor, he was talking to Anne. Oppenheimer arrived and sent ten boxes of red wine and a small note with a string of numbers on it.
Chapter completed!