Time passed little by little, and the person was sent inside, but the operation was not performed. However, Wen Zhengsong asked the hospital to stabilize the injury as much as possible and waited for the family to arrive.

In fact, Wang Zeping could see that Yang Chaogui should not have any major problems, it was just a problem in pain.

After waiting for almost an hour, the group hurriedly walked in.

"Here you come." Wen Zhengsong stood up.

Wang Zeping didn't know the rest of the people, only Han Yongkuan, and he also walked in among a group of people. However, it was obvious that his face was not very good-looking.

Wen Zhengsong greeted him and said to a middle-aged man: "Mr. Yang, I'm waiting for your family's opinions now."

It is obvious that this person looks a bit like Yang Chaogui, and he should be Yang Jingfeng.

Next to Yang Jingfeng was a middle-aged woman. She was dressed well and dressed up with a charm. However, tears flashed in the corners of her eyes. As soon as she came in, she shouted to Wen Zhengsong: "How is Xiaogui?"

Wen Zhengsong said: "We can't say it well. I'll invite the doctor. You can just listen to the doctor's opinions."

After Wen Zhengsong called the doctor, the doctor kept talking, but he just wanted to undergo surgery as soon as possible, otherwise his life would be in danger.

Then he took out the illuminated film and showed it to them.

Wen Zhengsong and a young man in the working group kept translating the words of both sides.

Wang Zeping stood there and almost nothing happened.

Han Yongkuan pulled Wang Zeping aside at this time, and said in a deep voice: "Tell me, what's going on?"

"I think it's enough to ask Zhang Xiaojing and Huang Xingming about this. I really don't know what it is. They have always been with me."

Han Yongkuan was obviously not in a good mood and said, "The funds were allocated to your project department. What happened? As a deputy manager, it would be unclear where the money was used?"

Wang Zeping looked at Han Yongkuan and said, "Mr. Han, you should know the situation. Can I control such a use?"

Han Yongkuan actually felt like a mirror in his heart. However, something happened. He wanted to find someone to shirk responsibility. He thought he could find Wang Zeping, but now he realized that his idea was wrong, so he nodded and said, "You are right. One of them is the office director and the other is the finance minister. He has responsibility!"

Suddenly, a sharp woman's voice came, and Yang Chaogui's mother heard her loud voice: "No, my son must not be amputated, no, we will send him back to the country for treatment. No matter how bad the hospital you have, this injury cannot be cured!"

After a while of argument, Yang Jingfeng had a gloomy face, picked up his cell phone and kept dialing domestic phone numbers, asking about his son's treatment questions.

After asking for a while, Yang Jingfeng sighed and said to his wife: "I asked the experts in this field in China. Although he dared to fly back to treat his condition, he could know from the fracture of his leg that even if he had surgery, it may not be cured."

"I don't care. I have to send it back to the country for treatment no matter what. I will never be treated here!"

Wen Zhengsong said: "There will be another hour and a half to fly to China. If I decide to send it back to China, I can book the ticket for the flight and handle the matter of boarding the plane."

"Then I'll trouble you, please book the air ticket immediately."

Wen Zhengsong asked someone to book the air ticket and went to the hospital for various discussions. After paying the money, the hospital agreed to send someone to take care of him and send him back to China.

After dealing with this, Wen Zhengsong said to Yang Jingfeng: "Mr. Yang, fortunately, his injury did not hurt his head, and the injury to his legs should not cause too much problem."

Soon, Wen Zhengsong arranged it and hurriedly sent Yang Chaogui into the car.

Wang Zeping didn't say anything, silently helped to lift the person into the car, and then followed him to the car.

At this point, Yang Jingfeng looked at Wang Zeping and said, "You are Wang Zeping, are you?"

"Yes, I am Wang Zeping."

Yang Chaogui's mother glared at Wang Zeping fiercely and shouted: "It's you, you who harmed my son!" As she said that, she even reached out to grab Wang Zeping.

Everyone hurriedly stopped him.

Yang Jingfeng said in a deep voice: "You are used to making trouble. What does this matter have to do with Wang Zeping? If Wang Zeping hadn't sent the person here in time, your son would have died!"

It is obvious that Yang Chaogui often talks bad things about Wang Zeping in front of his mother.

The woman calmed down when she heard this, but her eyes were still unkind when she looked at Wang Zeping.

Yang Jingfeng looked at Wang Zeping and said, "Xiao Wang, thank you this time, thank you."

"See what you said, it was what I should have done. I still don't know much about what happened to Manager Yang. I can only find out if I ask Zhang Xiaojing and Huang Xingming and others for inquiries."

The woman also shouted loudly: "Yes, yes, ask them what happened, why did they have nothing to do, and what happened to my son?"

Wang Zeping said: "Manager Yang usually booked a hotel in the city. Last night, Huang Xingming and Zhang Xiaojing followed Manager Yang. I don't know what the situation is. As soon as I know the situation, I went to the hospital and I have been busy until now."

Even though he knew it must have something to do with gambling, Wang Zeping naturally would not say this.

Yang Jingfeng nodded slightly and looked at Han Yongkuan who was also on the car and said, "Han Yongkuan, you don't have to go back. You go to the project department to figure out the matter. Xiao Wang, you can go back as well. You must thoroughly understand the situation."

This is driving people out!

Han Yongkuan said: "Mr. Yang, don't worry, I must figure out this matter clearly."

The two got out of the car and watched Yang Jingfeng and the others leave, Han Yongkuan seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, in addition to Han Yongkuan, there were also some people from the branch company accompanying him, including the director of the office, the director of the safety and quality department, the chief of the security section, and other people.

Looking at Wang Zeping, Han Yongkuan said, "Okay, you are familiar with this place, let's hurry back immediately."

Wang Zeping saw the ambulance parked here, so he hurried over to negotiate for a while. After giving the money, the group got into the ambulance.

Sitting in the ambulance, Han Yongkuan twitched his mouth. It was the first time he had a car like this. He felt extremely awkward and said to Wang Zeping: "A project department doesn't even have a car?"

"It's really not. It was said that there were ones at the beginning, but later I heard that it was sold. I bought a motorcycle, but it was requisitioned by Manager Yang. I usually ride a second-hand motorcycle that I bought with my own money."
Chapter completed!