Chapter 315 - 315 Chapter 315. A Clay Bodhisattva Crossing The River
Chapter 315 - 315 Chapter 315. A Clay Bodhisattva Crossing The River
315 Chapter 315. A Clay Bodhisattva Crossing The River
Si Rong was also very curious about An Ye’s injury during military training, especially since the other protagonist of this incident was young master Mo’s sweetheart, the daughter of the Zhuang family-Zhuang Xian!
Si Rong hadn’t seen this girl for a long time since their last meeting. After receiving An Ye as a patient at the emergency department last night, he slowly understood some things from the follow-up treatment.
It turned out that Zhuang Xian had gone to the Saint Capital University to report and was now in the Blue Eagle Base for military training. No wonder he had not seen her recently!
Even though Si Rong was silently unhappy with young master Mo for forsaking his friends for a woman, he did not forget to answer Dr. Zhang’s question. “With this degree of lumbar injury, no matter how good the surgery is, she won’t recover from the injury. An Ye’s life is over.”
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Dr. Zhang nodded and poured Si Rong a glass of water. When he handed it to him, he asked, “From what I heard from the police, An Ye wanted to attack a female classmate from her school. Not only did she fail, but she also got herself into such a miserable state. Is that true?”
Si Rong felt that he probably knew more than Dr. Zhang. After all, he was the director of this department. If the police wanted to place someone in front of An Ye’s ward, they would have to inform him first. At the same time, they would also require him to cooperate with the police.
He took the glass of water from Dr. Zhang and thanked him casually. He nodded and said, “Well, from the evidence that the police have so far, that should be the truth of the matter. An Ye brought this upon herself and is extremely stupid. She’s not worthy of sympathy.”
After taking a sip of warm water, Si Rong stretched his neck and stood up slowly. He unbuttoned his white coat and said, “I’m going back to rest in the afternoon. You keep an eye on the department.”
As Si Rong spoke, he seemed to have recalled something. He turned to look at Dr. Zhang and added, “Don’t worry. That old lady from the An family won’t come and cause trouble again.”
Something flashed across Dr. Zhang’s mind as he looked at Si Rong, puzzled.
“The An family is like a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river now; they can’t even protect themselves! And don’t have the time to care about her. Let’s wait and see; I’m afraid the An family’s past dignity won’t last long.” Si Rong’s lips slowly curled into a faint smile as he spoke.
The entire An family’s situation was exactly as Si Rong had described.
After making a ruckus in the hospital the entire morning, old Madam An was still unaware of the news of the impending thunderstorm when she returned to the An family!
When Zhuang Xian returned to her dormitory and lay on her bed, she thought she couldn’t fall asleep. But when she opened her eyes again, the sky outside the window was already dark. She took her phone from beside her pillow, looked at the time, and immediately sat up.
Zhuang Xian had slept for quite a long time!
The phone’s screen was dimly lit and filled with the latest economic news from various apps. Zhuang Xian did not open it because she could easily guess what was happening.
Based on Mo Qian’s swift and decisive actions and stubborn personality, it was unlikely that the An family would be able to protect themselves or even try to fight back! The An clan should only be an empty shell now.
As the old man said, the An Corporation was truly gone!
Zhuang Xian, who was looking at her phone screen in a daze, was immediately attracted by the message that flashed on the interface.
“Are you awake? Can we have dinner together?”
Looking at the signature on the front of the message, Zhuang Xian sighed softly and began complaining in her heart.
Was young master Mo’s daily life so leisurely? The Mo family had such a huge business. Was there nothing that President Mo had to deal with personally?
Mo Qian should have been awake for a long time because Zhuang Xian’s phone still showed a few text messages from young master Mo an hour ago.
He had been in the Blue Eagle Base for a whole day. Was he that free? Zhuang Xian was a little curious and confused. She thought that she wanted to be a carefree and comfortable CEO of a financial group like Mo Qian.