Chapter 658

Mo palace.

After the rainstorm, the sky was as fresh as it had been washed.

The poison factory in Mo palace is in a hurry. Everyone is stepping up the production of their own procedures in their own posts

The tension here is busy, but it can't resist the tight atmosphere in the temporary operating room.

Time, in a little bit of the past

The operation, which began in the morning, has lasted for several hours.

However, there was no movement inside

Shi Shaoqin has been standing in front of the window of the corridor lens, looking at the workers in and out of the factory. In his narrow eyes, he is calm and calm on the sea without wind and waves, showing the harmony under the warmth.

But everyone knows that the surge hidden in his body is waiting for an opportunity.

Sunshine, a little offset

Finally, it has been at the same level as the sea level.

The afterglow of the red cloud dyed the whole sky scarlet, bright and gorgeous, but it was bloody in the cold.

No one dares to disturb Shi Shaoqin, even though... He has been standing there for nine hours!

Mosen looked at Shi Shaoqin's back and the closed door of the operating room. His eyebrows were locked.

At the right time, the mobile phone was buzzing in his pocket. He subconsciously looked at Shi Shaoqin, then turned away from a room and answered the phone

"Senge, I found something by accident." the voice of the person in charge left in Los Angeles came over the phone.

Mohsen's eyes were slightly heavy, "what?"

"After the Chen family came out, someone did move..." the man said, "after I ruled it out, I found that one thing was very strange."

"Say!"

"Shen Hao, the second leader of Hongxing society in Los Angeles, went to an aristocratic school today." the man said, "we found that the daughter of Hongxing society also went to school there."

Morson frowned at once. "What's the point of giving me this?"

"Today is not a new year holiday, nor is it a weekend..." the man clearly analyzed the problem. "Since I put my daughter there, I naturally want to protect it."

Morson didn't speak and waited for the other party to continue.

"Shen Hao didn't bring his daughter out for no reason. What are you going to do?"

"You mean..." Mo Sen's eyes are slightly Lin, "it's possible that it has something to do with recent things?"

"Maybe!" the man didn't say absolutely, "because the place is special, if you want to investigate deeply, I'm afraid someone else..."

Mosen looked sideways. The sunset was infinitely good. People wanted to bathe in such peace.

"I see." Mosen answered, "I'll report to Qin Shao."

Then he hung up without waiting for the other party to say anything

Mohsen narrowed his eyes slightly... What can be involved in a school?

However, as the person in charge of Los Angeles said... Shen Hao can't go to a school for no reason.

After all... These are very recent times.

……

Jane Jie ate and looked out of the window

The sky in Los Angeles has dimmed, and the street lights are on... It has turned to a light rain.

"Xiao Jie, your fruit!" aunt LAN put a piece of fruit in front of Jian Jie.

"Thank you, Granny LAN!" Jane Jie immediately smiled.

Aunt LAN smiled and said nothing more. She continued to distribute fruit to other children

Jane Jie's mind revolved as she ate.

After eating the fruit, Jian Jie left the restaurant and sent a text message to Gu Beichen as he walked: Daddy, is it convenient to call me?

Gu Beichen glanced at Jane Mo in the kitchen and went upstairs to the study.

While closing the door, he dialed Jane Jie: "what's the matter?"

Jian Jie evaded the important and said what Shen Hao was looking for him. He didn't say who it was, but just said his worries, "Daddy, does someone want to make an idea about me?"

Gu Beichen immediately frowned, "who is it?"

Jane opened her mouth and said whether to say it or not.

"Xiao Jie!" Gu Beichen's voice sank slightly.

Jian Jie was lying on the windowsill. Black pupil looked at the drizzle under the light and said, "Shen Hao... Do you know Daddy?"

Gu Beichen's ink pupil has become dark and bottomless, "when did you know him?"

"It's been several months..." Jian Jie said the last time he met Shen Hao. "He shouldn't really think about me. After all... For several months, he has a chance."

Gu Beichen naturally knows that there is still no news of Xiaojie's identity outside, which shows that Shen Hao didn't mention it to others.

It's for the agreement with Xiaojie, or for any other purpose

It can only be said that prevention is not as strong as he thought.

The knock on the door interrupted Gu Beichen's thoughts. He turned around and saw Jian Mo open the door

"You can eat!"

Gu Beichen's eyes softened, nodded, and said to Jian Jie on the phone, "I'll handle it. Be careful yourself, huh?"

"OK!" Jane Jie also heard Jane Mo's voice, didn't say much and hung up the phone.

Gu Beichen walked out and sent a text message to Xiao Jing

Gu Beichen took Jian Mo's hand and went downstairs together. Aunt Luo had brought up the prepared food.

In due time, Gu Beichen's mobile phone rang. Seeing that it was mo Shaochen, he picked it up.

"Are you free this evening?" asked Mo Shaochen.

Gu Beichen looked at Jian Mo, "what's up?"

"I haven't sat down together for a long time. I'll wait for the Blues..." Mo Shaochen said, "take Jane Mo with you."

Gu Beichen slightly pondered and answered, "OK!"

……

Smith finished the heart surgery, closed his eyes and put his hand down

He carefully performed cardiac resuscitation with his hands. When he saw the new heart beating slightly, there was no relaxation in the fundus of his eyes.

Smith was wet with tension. He looked at the nurse staring at the instrument and asked, "data!"

"Heart rate..." the instrument nurse reported the data on the instrument.

Several doctors listened attentively for fear that any data would directly affect the operation results.

"Dr. Smith, the data is stable..." the first deputy's voice trembled because of nervousness.

When the sweat on Smith's forehead was about to flow down, the nurse beside him quickly wiped it off.

After swallowing his nervous and dignified breath, Smith said, "ready to sew..."

Not daring to borrow the hand of others, Smith, who has rarely participated in the final work of the operation on the operating table, did not dare to prepare carelessly to sew the wound.

Suddenly

"Didi"

'drop - '

The harsh voice echoed in the dignified operating room. I heard the instrument nurse yell in horror, "the patient's heart rate is dropping..." and then hurriedly shouted, "the patient's heart stops beating!"

The medical staff suddenly looked shocked. Smith was an old doctor with rich clinical experience

Just when the "drop" sound came, he had stopped stitching and turned to first aid