The powerful cultivators in the city

The doctor said, "Yes, you know what to do now." Mr. Bai said calmly, and suddenly stretched out his hand, pulled out all the silver needles, and threw them on the ground. Everyone didn't expect him to do this, and they exclaimed in unison. "Little Japanese, I tell you, when I was on the battlefield, I never flinched even when I was facing bullets and would be crushed to pieces the next moment, let alone this little pain now."

Old Master Bai pointed at Fujimoto Kaiyin and others and shouted sternly, "You think you can threaten my son and realize your interests in this way? Don't dream, get out of here!"

After pulling out the silver needle, although he felt severe pain, he gritted his teeth and said nothing, like a wounded old lion, staring at Fujimoto Kaiyin and others.

Fujimoto Kaiyin and others were so scared that their faces turned pale and they couldn't help but retreat several steps.

"Dad..."

Bai Ziping looked at his angry father and his heart suddenly became hot.

"Old Bai!"

"Grandpa!"

"Old man!"

Zhao Yingda and others and their families seemed to be infected and shouted one after another.

At this moment, they seemed to feel what a revolutionary predecessor was.

"Mr. Fujimoto!"

Bai Ziping took a deep breath and suppressed his excitement. "Thank you for visiting my father, but I will never approve your company's chemical project. Don't be delusional."

"Secretary Qiu, send them away."

Then, Bai Ziping said to the secretary.

"Yes, Chief Bai."

Secretary Qiu responded, looking at Fujimoto Kaiyin and others, and coldly made a gesture to ask you to leave.

"Chief Bai, think about it!"

Fujimoto Kaiyin didn't expect things to develop to this point, and couldn't help but get angry. "In this world, only my people can cure your father. Even if you go to Yanjing, Europe, or the United States, it's useless!"

"Then I won't be threatened by you. Please leave immediately."

Bai Ziping said coldly.

"Mr. Fujimoto, if you don't leave, I will ask the security to kick you out."

Secretary Qiu said loudly.

"Okay, okay..."

Fujimoto Kai's face was livid, and he said fiercely, "Captain Bai, this is your own choice, I hope you don't regret it!"

He flicked his sleeves and left angrily.

Uchida Koji and others hurriedly followed.

"Sure enough, this is your true face!"

Bai Ziping sneered.

Gulp!

Suddenly, Mr. Bai fell on his back on the bed.

"Dad!"

Bai Ziping was shocked and rushed forward.

Everyone also hurriedly gathered around.

I saw that Mr. Bai's whole body was twitching, his fists were clenched, and his face was even twisted because of the pain.

Obviously, the pain was aggravated again.

But even so, Mr. Bai still didn't say a word, gritting his teeth and holding on.

"Quick, nurse, give Mr. Bai a sedative."

Zhao Yingda shouted hurriedly.

"Besides injecting sedatives, what else can you do!"

Mrs. Bai said dissatisfiedly, "Don't you know that too much sedatives will have adverse effects on patients?"

"Then do you have any other ideas? If not, don't point fingers!"

Zhao Yingda said bluntly.

After being infected by Mr. Bai's momentum, his courage suddenly grew a lot.

"How dare you talk to me like this? Do you want to do it?"

Mrs. Bai was stunned, and then she was furious.

"Is what he said wrong?"

Bai Ziping said with a gloomy face, "If you don't have a way, don't shout here, what kind of person is that?"

Mrs. Bai was choked and her face turned red, and she couldn't speak.

A nurse came over quickly with a syringe and injected Mr. Bai.

Soon, Mr. Bai fell into a deep sleep, and his wrinkled facial features slowly relaxed, as if relieved.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Chief Bai, I suggest that Mr. Bai be transferred to another hospital immediately, to Yanjing, and invite authoritative experts to consult with the old man."

Zhao Yingda said solemnly, "Ji Yang can no longer be cured, and it is not a solution to delay it like this."

Bai Ziping nodded with a heavy face.

Although going to Yanjing may not cure Mr. Bai, it is better than waiting for death here.

"Chief Bai, I will arrange it right away."

Secretary Qiu was very perceptive. Seeing this, he immediately said and left the ward.

"Doctor Zhao, you have worked hard these days. I thank you on behalf of my father."

Bai Ziping said gently.

Although he was quite upset because of Chen Hao's matter,

He was not satisfied, but he had seen all the doctors' dedicated efforts to treat Mr. Bai these days, so he naturally wanted to comfort him.

"You are too polite, Chief Bai. This is our job responsibility."

Zhao Yingda and others said hurriedly.

Bang!

Suddenly, a crisp cracking sound was heard, accompanied by a painful cry.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that Bai Ziping's daughter's right hand was bleeding and her face was full of pain.

At her feet was a shattered glass.

"What's wrong, Haolan?"

Mrs. Bai exclaimed and hurried over.

"I accidentally dropped the glass on the ground and cut my hand with the fragments."

Bai Haolan covered his bleeding right hand tightly and said with a cold breath.

"There are iodine, cotton swabs and gauze in the bedside table. Hurry up and treat Miss Bai."

Zhao Yingda said hurriedly.

A nurse responded and was about to walk over quickly.

"Let me do it."

Bai Ziping's son was standing next to the bedside table. Hearing this, he bent down and was about to open the drawer.

However, he didn't know whether he didn't pay attention or what, but when he swung his arm, he actually hit the hanging rod used for infusion at the bedside.

The hanging rod suddenly lost balance and fell down.

"Haoran!"

"Be careful!"

Seeing this, everyone exclaimed in unison.

But it was too late. With a bang, the hanging rod hit Bai Haoran's head hard.

Bai Haoran screamed in pain, covered his head, staggered back, and blood immediately flowed down his palm.

Several doctors hurried forward to support him and sat on another bed.

The nurse quickly took out medicines and gauze from the bedside table and treated his and Bai Haolan's wounds respectively.

"What happened? You are too careless!"

Mrs. Bai checked her son and daughter's injuries back and forth, and said anxiously and distressedly.

"Doctor, how are their injuries?"

Bai Ziping asked.

"It's hard to say. Although Miss Bai and Mr. Bai only have superficial injuries, I don't know if they have injured their finger tendons and brain. We need to take an X-ray to confirm it."

A doctor answered.

Bai Ziping nodded, feeling quite upset.

He hadn't expected his father's illness to be cured yet, and his son and daughter were suddenly injured one after another.

Everything was really going wrong.

Ding-ling-ling...

Suddenly, a middle-aged man who looked quite similar to Bai Ziping, but younger, got a call on his cell phone.

"Hello?"

He picked up the phone.

"What? The supplier ran away? What's going on?"

Then he showed a look of shock and anger.