nucmednet Chapter 1062 Shameless
Chapter 1062 Shameless
The two followed the crowd to the square, where a huge billboard was clearly broadcasting the day's events:
"Dear viewers, this is the scene of a sudden and serious incident at the Boshan Sanatorium!"
This is reporter Qin Muyang, bringing you the latest news! A vicious hostage situation occurred today at the Boshan Sanatorium!
The reporter's voice was tinged with urgency, and the wailing of sirens and the whispered instructions of officers could be clearly heard in the background.
"The Fung brothers, vice-chairmen of the Hong Kong Governors Summit, brazenly broke into this originally peaceful sanatorium and took Isabella, a woman recuperating at the sanatorium, and two men hostage!"
"Just now, reliable information came in that among those taken hostage, there is a key identity—"
The third son of Feng Yuanzheng, chairman of the Hong Kong Governors Summit, is named Feng Tao! My goodness, there are records showing that Chairman Feng has three sons, but no one knows his public identity.
Now that he has been held hostage by his two older brothers, everyone is asking why this horrific hostage situation suddenly occurred.
The answer points directly to the heated summit between the Hong Kong governors and the battle for the leadership!
In order to clear obstacles to their power grab, the Feng brothers ruthlessly murdered their half-brother, determined to eliminate him completely. Their cruelty was shocking!
Even more worrying is that Ms. Smith, the director of the Bosch Nursing Home, has just revealed an important piece of information to us:
"The woman who was taken hostage, Isabella, is the legal wife of Chairman Feng Yuanzheng and the mother of his third son, Feng Tao."
Many years ago, she suffered a severe brain injury in an accident, which caused her to lose consciousness and she has been recuperating in our hospital for a long time.
To avoid impacting the club's development, Chairman Feng later married his current wife, Ms. Qiao Man.
The dean speculated that the Feng brothers had simultaneously taken Isabella and Feng Tao hostage.
It seems they're trying to use Isabella's safety as leverage to force Feng Tao to give up his fight for the leadership!
What secrets lie behind this hostage situation involving family feuds and power struggles?
Police have cordoned off the area, and the rescue operation has been successfully completed.
Feng Tao, the third son, was shot in the ensuing chaos and is currently receiving emergency treatment at Huasheng Hospital. We will continue to provide you with the latest updates!
A blurry surveillance video cut out from the screen, showing a group of rude figures forcing someone deeper into the sanatorium, their actions brutal.
After reading the report, Mu Xiaoji pouted indignantly, slammed her cane on the ground, and her face darkened to several degrees below zero.
"Those two brothers are shameless; they don't even spare people with dementia?"
Jiang Chengyu's brows furrowed as his gaze fell on the blurry profiles of the Feng brothers on the screen.
Her fingertips unconsciously tightened, gripping Mu Xiaoji's hand: "Feng Tao and his mother have been taken to Huasheng Hospital. Shall we go see them together?"
The murmurs on the street grew louder, with some cursing the Fung brothers for being ruthless and others speculating about how the power struggle at the Hong Kong Governors Summit would end.
Mu Xiaoji looked up at Jiang Chengyu, her eyes showing agreement: "Okay, let's go see if we can help in any way."
Jiang Chengyu nodded and squeezed his hand: "Let's go back and contact Teng Zijing first, and see what the situation is at the hospital?"
The two turned and walked back, their steps much heavier than when they had come. The huge advertising screen was still scrolling through news.
The names of the Feng brothers are like thorns, embedded in the bustling street scene and also in people's hearts.
Jiang Chengyu, leading a sullen-looking Mu Xiaoji, had just reached the entrance of Wanbao Jewelry Store when they saw Shu Yazi accompanying a customer as they walked out.
The guest looked prosperous and dignified, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, and spoke with a smile in his eyes.
He exuded a gentle and refined air, holding a string of newly purchased sandalwood prayer beads in his hand, the beads polished to a glossy sheen.
Behind him followed a young man in a black suit, carrying various exquisitely packaged boxes; he was clearly his personal driver and secretary.
"Boss Mei has survived this ordeal, but he's bound to have good fortune in the future." Shu Ya Zi still maintained his dignified and otherworldly demeanor.
As he spoke, he stroked his beard, one hand behind his back, and recited in a serious tone.
"This string of prayer beads has been consecrated with the essence of the sun and moon for forty-nine days. It will surely protect Mr. Mei and bring him great wealth and abundant blessings in the future."
Mr. Mei smiled and cupped his hands in greeting: "Mr. Shu, please wait a moment. I appreciate your kind words. If you have any more good things in the shop, please remember to save some for me."
“That’s natural,” Shu Ya Zi said, lowering his eyes slightly and making a gesture to see the guest out. “Come over for tea when you’re free, and we can exchange ideas on Taoist magic and metaphysics.”
Watching Boss Mei's car drive away, Jiang Chengyu couldn't help but tease, "Is this how you send off the God of Wealth?"
I didn't realize you had such a talent for business! You must have made quite a bit today, right?
Mu Xiaoji immediately pouted, put on a sullen look, and reached out to Shu Yazi, demanding, "Where's my card? Give it back to me right now!"
Jiang Chengyu reached out and pressed his hand down, coaxing him softly, "Xiao Ji, stop making a fuss, be good."
Mu Xiaoji turned his head with disdain, glanced at Shu Yazi, and said loudly, "Old man, we're going out for a bit and won't be back tonight. You'll have to order takeout yourself!"
Shu Ya Zi turned around and frowned: "Where are you guys going? Aren't you planning to come back tonight? Ordering takeout is never as good as what that brat makes!"
"You brat isn't yours," Mu Xiaoji snorted, deliberately shaking his wrist, the jade bracelet gleaming warmly in the sunlight.
Shu Ya Zi's gaze fell on the jade bracelet, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips: "Hmph, you've reconciled so quickly?"
I wonder how frustrated some people were when they were living in the ship's warehouse and couldn't handle those little monsters. They must have secretly shed a lot of tears, right?
With that, he turned and walked into the shop with his hands behind his back, leaving the two of them standing at the door.
Mu Xiaoji's cheeks flushed slightly as her past was touched upon. She glared fiercely at Shu Yazi's back, biting her lip, and after a long while, she turned and left.
Seeing Mu Xiaoji throwing another tantrum and leaving, Jiang Chengyu hurriedly called out, "Hey Xiaoji, wait for me. You're not in a good mood, why are you walking so fast?"
When she caught up, she noticed Mu Xiaoji's reddened ears and couldn't help but chuckle. She reached out and intertwined her fingers with his, letting him pull her forward.
Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled patterns of light on the shadows of the two people holding hands.
As the two entered the lobby of Huasheng Hospital, the smell of disinfectant hit them.
Doctors in white coats, nurses pushing hospital beds, and patients' family members hurrying along the corridor create a bustling scene with a mix of sounds.
As Jiang Chengyu walked briskly forward, he dialed a phone, his eyes quickly scanning the signs to find the direction of the emergency room.
There were a few busy tones on the other end of the phone before it was quickly answered.
"Hey, Mr. Jing, where are you guys right now?" Jiang Chengyu asked.
"At the entrance of the emergency room." Teng Zijing's voice came through the receiver, tinged with fatigue.
Where is Feng Tao injured?
"His back is already in the operating room. The doctor said it should be fine."
"What about Gu Ze? How is he?"
Mu Xiaoji paused noticeably when he heard the name "Gu Ze".
Jiang Chengyu sensed something was off about the person next to him and turned around to meet his somewhat bewildered eyes.
"Uh, I'm sorry..." Mu Xiaoji quickly apologized, tapping her cane on the ground with a rapid "tap tap tap" sound, and hurried after him.
Unaware of the little incident on the other end of the phone, Teng Zijing replied truthfully, "He's fine, just some minor injuries, and he's sleeping in his hospital room now."
Finally, at the end of the corridor, they saw the "Operating Room" sign, and Teng Zijing and Deng Zhouyi were standing at the door waiting.
Seeing them approach, Teng Zijing stepped forward first, a slight smile appearing on his lips when his gaze fell on Mu Xiaoji:
"Deng told me when he came back that President Mu was protecting Chairman Feng when he got frozen by the seawater. It sounded pretty scary. Now that I see how energetic you are, I'm relieved."
Mu Xiaoji twitched the corners of her mouth, but before she could speak, the operating room lights suddenly went out.
Several people looked over at the same time. The doctor pushed open the door and came out, took off his mask and said, "The surgery was very successful. The patient lost a lot of blood and needs to rest well."
Teng Zijing breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to the doctor: "Thank you for your help."
Jiang Chengyu patted Mu Xiaoji on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "It's alright now."
Mu Xiaoji looked up at him, the helplessness in her eyes gradually fading, and she softly hummed in agreement.
The cool breeze blowing through the corridor brought a sense of relief.
Medical staff pushed a hospital bed out of the operating room; Feng Tao was covered in various tubes and instruments.
The curves on the electrocardiogram monitor jumped rhythmically, each rise and fall tugging at the heartstrings.
The hospital bed was slowly pushed into the intensive care unit. Through the glass, you could see that his face was pale and his breathing was weak.
The doctor followed behind and turned to the group, instructing them: "We need to closely monitor them tonight and observe their post-operative reactions."
If he can get through tonight smoothly, he can be transferred to a regular ward to recuperate tomorrow.
After saying that, he followed her into the intensive care unit, and the heavy door slowly closed.
Jiang Chengyu turned to Teng Zijing: "What did the police say?"
"We are compiling evidence and have officially intervened in all events related to the Hong Kong Governor's Summit." Teng Zijing's voice carried a hint of heaviness.
“Over the years, Feng Yan’s businesses have encountered many problems. This incident has dealt a heavy blow to the century-old foundation of the Summit Club.”
Deng Zhouyi smiled to the side, his tone meaningful: "Speaking of which, life is like a game, and it's quite interesting to play it."
In the past, when Feng Tao and Gu Ze saw you, they were like mice seeing a cat, not daring to breathe loudly, and were extremely cautious.
I never expected Feng Tao to have such a powerful background. It'll be great if the Governor of Hong Kong's shipping industry falls into his hands in the future.
His strength is probably on par with yours; Mr. Jing, do you think he might come back to cause you trouble?
"Give him the guts," Teng Zijing sneered, his tone full of disdain. "He doesn't have the guts."
Jiang Chengyu gently patted Deng Zhouyi's shoulder and said slowly, "Feng Tao has had a tough time these past years. He may seem tough, but he's actually soft-hearted."
He knows what's important and won't act recklessly. Besides, he might not even like the position of helmsman at the Hong Kong Governors Summit.
Listening to the unpredictable nature of Jiang Chengyu's words, and with the somewhat glaring lights in the corridor, the group stood silently at the door of the intensive care unit.