half-baked life

Chapter 96: For a scourge like him, it would be best to burn him to ashes.

The waiting area outside the operating room has always been extremely noisy, but at this moment, the corner where He Anran was sitting was unusually quiet, and even each other's breathing could be clearly heard.

Everyone's expressions were a little dazed, and He Anran even felt as if he was dreaming. She couldn't help but raise her head again and found that the old man's family members were standing under the lamp, and some dazzling cold light blurred his facial features. Can't see the expression clearly.

He Anran didn't expect that he would notice her, and even nodded to her. He Anran immediately swallowed nervously. She wanted to smile back, but she felt it was inappropriate. She was so panicked. Fortunately, the police were in time. Open your mouth.

"...Are you sure? You don't want any compensation?"

As soon as Sun Yuchi finished nodding, the door to the operating room opened, and two doctors walked out quickly. The nurse following behind asked loudly if Sun Qian's family members were there.

"Your father is in a deep coma right now. There is actually little point in rescuing him. Moreover, even if he is rescued, it will be difficult for the old man to wake up. The family members still need to be mentally prepared accordingly, and even consider whether to..."

"I give up resuscitation."

The doctor was still thinking about his words, but Sun Yuchi gave the answer directly. He didn't even want to act any more. Even though they had seen many births, old age, illness and death, they couldn't hide their surprise.

"Then...should you consider organ or body donation?"

"...Forget it, it's best to burn him to ashes for such a scourge." Sun Yuchi thought for a while and commented lightly.

What he said was completely unacceptable. The doctor, the police and He Anran looked at each other in confusion. On the contrary, Sun Yuchi acted like a normal person and asked what else he needed to do. The doctor immediately handed him a stack of documents. , and asked him to sign it.

Sun Yuchi took the pen and started signing.

He obviously didn't care about the contents of the documents that needed to be signed. He just signed his name again and again at the signature place, lest he regret it, signing faster and faster every time. scrawled.

"...Did you hear what he just said? Ouch, this...this is so heartless!"

As Sun Yuchi signed, he heard someone whispering about him behind him.

"What does it mean to be 'heartless'? Do you know what this father was like when he was young? He committed murder and arson if he couldn't protect himself! 'Don't encourage others to do good unless they have suffered'. Don't say these things. Be careful. Let the thunder strike you!"

Sun Yuchi didn't expect that someone would speak for him. He was stunned for a moment, and the coherent strokes were broken. He refocused and continued to sign.

"That can't be..."

"What does it have to do with you? Just stop saying a few words!"

When Sun Yuchi signed the last name, he put a little too much force on the pen and scratched the paper.

He returned the pen to the doctor and turned to look at the policeman, "Can I go over and take notes tomorrow? This person is gone and I have to take care of him, don't you think?"

The police probably agreed, but Sun Yuchi was not sure.

Anyway, the police and the people he didn't know at all left. Among them was a young woman who seemed to want to say something to him, but she didn't say anything.

Sun Yuchi found that he didn't care at all.His mind seemed to be stuck, thinking about nothing and thinking about nothing.

He sat calmly on the stainless steel bench outside the operating room. He looked down at the black pen oil that had been rubbed on his index finger at some point. He rubbed it twice with his thumb. Instead of rubbing it off, it was smeared everywhere. .

The red light in the operating room suddenly went out, and the back door opened, and a gurney covered head to toe with white sheets was wheeled out.

Sun Yuchi looked at the white patch of snow from a distance, and the corners of his mouth were raised twitchingly. He had been looking forward to this day for a long time, but when it really came, he felt empty in his heart.

With a click, a large drop of water hit the back of his hand, followed by another drop.

The moment Sun Yuchi raised his head to look at the dry ceiling, he realized belatedly that it was not water, but his tears.

As if he was awakened, he quickly raised his hand to wipe his face, then took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and walked towards the gurney where the finally dead Sun Qian was lying.

Mei Huaijun of Zhonghe Public Relations sat in the car and turned over the new plan in his hand over and over again. The more he looked at it, the more guilty he felt, and the idea of ​​​​running away became more and more intense.

When he first took over Gu Xia's case, he really didn't think it would be difficult.

Internet celebrities, after all, it’s just that kind of thing. It’s either bad words, emotional confusion, or lax control. Even if they later found out it was plagiarism, they didn’t take it seriously. They never thought that Gu Xia would be raped. Meiyi Home is so targeted.

It just so happened that the public relations expert of Meiyi Home Furnishing was the senior who led him into the industry. He was a big shot in the industry. Mei Huaijun tried his best, but always fell short.

Last week, he was thinking of making a "risky move", but after speaking for less than 5 minutes, he was interrupted by Gu Xia with a dark face, "Is it possible that your company's top position in the industry is achieved by this kind of heretical means?" Got it? If that’s the case, Manager Mei, then I’m really disappointed!”

Mei Huaijun has been in the industry for many years, and his face has been sharpened as thick as a city wall. Naturally, he is not blushing like an intern, but his heart is also sad, and he feels from the bottom of his heart that he may not be able to collect the final payment from this case.

Mei Huaijun soon ran out of time, so he had no choice but to get out of the car and go upstairs. Sure enough, Gu Xia was already waiting for him.

"Mr. Gu, I'm sorry, I was delayed on the way...Mr. Jiang?"

Mei Huaijun was halfway through his explanation when he discovered that there was a "half-acquaintance" in the conference room, Maeglin's former CBO Jiang He.

Jiang He was fired a few years ago, which caused quite a stir in the industry. At the beginning, everyone had no channels or information, so they were all confused. However, there is no wall that is not strong enough. Within two months, they knew about her. He took the blame for someone above him.

Many companies had thought of hiring her, and Zhonghe Public Relations was no exception. However, on the one hand, it was because of Luo Linshan's face, and on the other hand, she felt that Jiang He had reached the age of getting married and having children, so he gave up after some consideration.

"Mr. Mei, long time no see." Jiang He stood up and extended his hand to Mei Huaijun.

She had cooperated with Hezhong Public Relations several times before, and had also dealt with Mei Huaijun. She knew that his business ability was good and he was among the best in Zhonghe Public Relations, but he was a bit conservative in his behavior, but big companies were like this and would rather not do it. , can never do anything wrong.

"Boss Gu said that President Mei brought a new plan today, and I just happened to come to learn about it." Jiang He complimented with a smile.

"Oh, Mr. Jiang, don't be ashamed of me, I'll learn from you!"

Mei Huaijun shook Jiang He's hand hard and gave her a "help" look. Jiang He didn't say anything, but Mei Huaijun actually breathed a sigh of relief. Although Jiang He was not a professional public relations professional, he She has been immersed in brand marketing for many years and has a wide perspective and many ideas. She can rely on her to break this situation!
(End of this chapter)