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Chapter 227 Broken and Reborn (1)

Chapter 227 Broken and Reborn (1)

There is no good flower for a thousand days, and there is no red flower for a hundred days.

From this day on, the Huaxia Hotel was doomed to go downhill——
For the police, this is just a place to catch people;

For the spectators, this is just a stage for fun;
But Boss Tang, who ended his official career in the first half of his life, this is all his hope for the second half of his life.

Since its opening, Huaxia Hotel has been running very prosperously, and the money received every day is like snowballing, accumulating a huge amount of wealth that is beyond the reach of its peers.

Half of it relies on the contacts accumulated over the years in officialdom and business, and the other half relies on the talent of learning from the West and innovating the traditional catering industry.

Not to mention the ten exquisite marble columns standing in the lobby of the hotel, together with the rare Western sofas at that time, must have on every floor.

These luxurious furnishings have all witnessed the countless glory the hotel has experienced in the past: from large international exchanges to small celebrity banquets, it has its shadow in every occasion.

Affected by this sudden assassination, it fell into the bleakest and most chaotic day.

In addition to leaving deserted seats and unsettled big bills, there are also groups of onlookers, no matter what their purpose is, they are unwilling to leave.

Boss Tang beat his chest in remorse: If the disaster brought by the Zhu family is irresistible, what about the Lin family?

This unlucky order can obviously be rejected when the wedding banquet is changed for the second or third time.

If the daughter had been more hard-hearted and refused to accept her at the time, at most the Zhu family's wedding banquet would not have been able to be held this time, and it would be better than turning the hotel into a hiding place for murder suspects.

Police Chief Liu's so-called blockade of news was not really blocked: a large number of reporters rushed to the scene and interviewed Boss Tang no less than a hundred times.

This afternoon, like all the children running around the streets, Qiqi, the newsboy, found that the newspapers were selling out at an unprecedented rate.

The more than 50 newspapers in her hand were wiped out within three hours.

When she went to pick up the newspaper again, there was already a long queue at the newspaper office.

Qi Qi curiously asked a newspaper boy who was older than her:

"A Huan, the sales have never been so fast before. Why didn't they sell more in the month when there were the most wars?"

A Huan lifted up his dirty and torn sleeves, and while wiping the frozen snot, he replied:

"I'm illiterate, so I've heard about it. It seems that a high-ranking official was stabbed, and a bomb blew up the car, and people died."

Qi Qi remembered the circumstances of his father's death, sighed, and didn't dare to think too much, only hoped to sell more newspapers, and exchanged money for his mother.

Qilan ordered her year-round newspaper before.

Right now, Qilan has moved away from the school, and she doesn't know where he went, and he hasn't been sent out for more than half a month.

She instinctively thought of another address left by Zhu Juanjuan, maybe this big sister can do something about it?
While Qiqi was queuing up, Zhu Juanjuan was in the hospital, anxiously waiting for the results of his elder brother's operation.

The former world was not real. It was just a garden created under the aura and protection of the family. It was originally as bright and clear as glass, but it was broken into messy pieces at noon that day.

Although fortunately Qin Feng helped him halfway and sent his father to the hospital in time, but the elder brother's injury was not optimistic.

The hospital sent two new foreign doctors, and the operation plan was determined after repeated discussions.

These two doctors have just come to China not long ago, and it is said that they have many years of experience abroad.

They proposed in pure English: the operation should be completed in three times to reduce the bleeding of the injured.

Zhang Wenxuan disagreed with the foreign doctor's treatment.

In front of the dean, he straightened his back neither humble nor overbearing, and expressed his opinion:
"In my opinion, three operations can be combined into one operation, but it just takes more time, energy and manpower, but it is worth it for the good of the patient!"

However, his voice, like the sound of water under the ice, was too weak to be ignored, and was hastily rejected by the dean as soon as he uttered it.

"Dr. William and Dr. Hawke are the chief surgeons, and you are in charge of suturing the skin and stopping the bleeding."

As a doctor with professional ethics, Zhang Wenxuan had the urge to resign, but thinking that it would be difficult for him to return to China after his studies, he finally couldn't let go of this life-saving platform.

In addition to helping foreigners, he also shoulders the hope of another family.

After Lin Yitang was taken away by the police, some soldiers came to the hotel and called Lin Mi's parents into the box to talk.

As a result, Mrs. Lin came out first alone, and hurriedly left the hotel by car, while Mr. Lin was physically and mentally damaged, unable to hold on, and was rushed to the hospital
Qijiang didn't have time to talk to Juanjuan, so he immediately returned to the car and told them about the series of accidents that happened one after another.

Lin Mi experienced enough things in a short morning and noon, and when she followed Qilan into the ward to visit his comatose father, instead

A calmness that doesn't match his age.

Qilan sat with Lin Mi in the ward, her indifferent expression seemed to be covered with a layer of frost and snow, her calmness was terrifying.

He was worried that she would bury her thoughts too deeply and couldn't bear it in her heart, so he chatted with her about the things after the parting.

"Mi'er, how are you doing these days?"

Seeing that she was silent, Qilan was afraid that she would mistakenly think that he had met Shi'an, so he hurriedly told the truth:

"Mi'er, today is the first time I've been out of the house, and I've been reading for more than ten days without doing anything else."

One or two points of light flickered in Lin Mi's eyes, which were soon covered by thick eyelashes.

Qilan had no choice but to talk about her usual snacks:
"I'll bring you some biscuits tonight, and I'll watch over Dad with you."

She never said a word, as if all this had nothing to do with her.

Qilan cared about her and wanted to hold her hand countless times, warming her like no one else was there, but he couldn't bring up the courage in this environment.

I don't know how many words he said, but he couldn't go on anymore.

His words were very sincere, and in the end, he shed tears unknowingly.

The nurses who came in and out all envied Lin Mi, and secretly blamed her for not cherishing such a considerate person by her side.

In winter, the days in the north are extremely short.

It was getting colder in the ward.

Qilan was about to go back to get the blanket, but he heard someone calling him:

"Xiaolan, hurry up and go somewhere with me, don't waste time!"

Zhang Wenxuan stood at the door with a tired face, his eyes were full of anxiety, and Qilan couldn't help but refuse.

"You go, I will be alone."

Lin Mi finally opened his mouth, and Qi Lan followed Wen Xuan all the way.
The few rays of light remaining on the window lattice were engulfed by the intense darkness one by one as time passed.

Looking at the setting sun, Lin Mi slowly closed his eyes.

She felt a kind of desolation that she had never felt before, but she was not afraid of it, but she had the courage to raise her head and trample all the difficulties in front of her.

The guards and servants in the house were all killed by the mole;

My father has not woken up, my mother is missing, my cousin was arrested and thrown into prison,
She, unknowingly, became a pillar supporting this precarious home.

(End of this chapter)

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