The president has nothing left for me

Chapter 509

Now that her elder brother who loves her has an accident, can she not get angry in a hurry?

If it wasn't for someone pulling her, she would have wanted to strangle the driver to death.

When Huo Yuan entered, Mrs. Li was crying inside, scolding the driver and wiping away her tears.

Seeing Huo Yuan, she immediately went up and cried, telling Huo Yuan to find the murderer, she didn't believe it was an accident at all.

Huo Yuan promised her that he would find out the truth, and Mrs. Li felt better. Mother Gu comforted her and took her out of the ward.

Mrs. Li did not give up, and went to Mu Zhen's ward. Mu Zhen sat on the bed and stared at the brightly lit window outside, not knowing what she was thinking.

Just now a stranger called her and told her that when Huo Xing died, she could get half of the property, and her daughter could get another half of the remaining half.

So she who was flustered suddenly calmed down after the phone call.

Mrs. Li came over and asked her for a long time, but she only had three words - I don't know.

She didn't know what was going on, she was a victim herself, and she even asked Mrs. Li to help find out the matter.

Mrs. Li walked away angrily.

When walking to the door, Mu Zhen's voice suddenly came from behind, "Master, when will he wake up?"

There was some not-so-obvious expectation in her voice, although it was a concerned question, it made Mrs. Li feel uncomfortable, "How do I know!"

Mu Zhen looked at the empty doorway, with unknown emotions in her eyes.

Some people hope that Huo Xing will wake up, while others hope that he will never wake up.

Under everyone's different expectations, Huo Xing lay in the ICU for another four days, and the doctor refused to let him in. Mrs. Li had to visit him three times a day, but it was the same every time.

At night, Huo Yuan came.

He put on the protective clothing, and the doctor told him, "Don't stay too long in."

Huo Yuan nodded slightly, thinking of something, before going in, he asked the doctor again, "How is my father doing now?"

The doctor sighed, shook his head and said, "It's either very optimistic, or it's a little more stable than a few days ago."

"Okay, thank you doctor."

After Huo Yuan finished speaking, he put on his mask, opened the door of the ward and walked in.

The door of the room was closed, isolating him from the outside world, the lights in the ward were dim, and there was a strange silence, only the sound of the electrocardiogram nearby, ringing irregularly.

Huo Yuan stood still in front of the bed, looking down at the man on the bed.

Huo Xing had a breathing mask on his face, and as he breathed, a layer of white mist covered the oxygen mask.

After so many days of treatment, Huo Xing has actually become a little conscious, probably because the surrounding atmosphere is too oppressive, Huo Xing's eyelids moved, but he didn't open them.

A few minutes later, Huo Xing's eyelids slowly opened/opened a slit, trying to look to the side, and vaguely saw a figure standing beside him, feeling the breath of the other person, his breathing suddenly became heavier, and the person next to him The monitor instantly issued a piercing alarm sound.