Wealth

Fan Wubing was awakened by someone, and he felt a little dry.

"No illness, wake up----" Someone pushed him.

Reluctantly opened his eyes and took a look, eh? It was the old sister Fan Ting who came.

Fan Wubing got up from the recliner, still feeling some softness in his hands and feet. He knew that because of the blood transfusion to Lin Xiaotong, he lost too much blood. He didn't even bother to ask where Fan Ting came from at the moment. Said, "Sister, get some glucose water or something, I probably don't have enough energy."

Fan Ting was naturally accompanied by a company employee. Her full-time driver and secretary Wang Xuyun hurriedly ran out to get a glass of glucose water, and let Fan Wuyao drink half a cup.

Feeling the body warming up gradually, and his energy is recovering. Fan Wubing was a little bit energetic to talk to the old sister Fan Ting. He asked curiously, "Old sister, how did you know that I came to Beijing?"

"Also, you left suddenly. How worried my parents were. Later, the garrison reported the situation to the city government. Dad learned that you contacted the military and sent the injured. I came to Beijing, so let me take a look, who knows you actually sleep like a pig." Fan Ting hasn't seen Fan Wuyi for a few months, so she kept talking. There was also shaking Fan Wu's cheek with both hands.

Fan Wubing was a little uncomfortable with being shaken by her old sister Fan Ting. He was already ischemic. After being shaken by her like this, he became a little dizzy and hurriedly interrupted, "Sister, you can relax a little bit. I am here. But I just gave someone a blood transfusion. My body is weak now! Can't bear to toss you so much!"

Give someone a blood transfusion? Fan Ting hurriedly grabbed Fan Wu's arm and looked at it. Sure enough, she saw the tape on the pinhole, and immediately asked, "My dear brother, who is so delicate and needs your blood to be transfused? I estimate your blood, one gram is worth eighteen million dollars, right?"

Uh? When Fan Wubing heard what the old lady said, he suddenly calculated the weight of a normal person's blood. Approximately 8% of your body weight. I am a little over 60 kilograms, so my blood weight should be as much as 5 kilograms. I am currently worth more than 100 billion US dollars. Fan Wubing was taken aback by himself. One gram of blood is worth 20 million U.S. dollars!

I don't know how much blood I lost to Lin Xiaotong this time. Looking at my current state, it is estimated that it is at least 600 ml, even if it is 750 grams. That's also worth 15 billion U.S. dollars!

If the value is calculated according to this method, Lin Xiaotong is now able to firmly rank in the top three on the Forbes rich list!

At the moment, Fan Wuyi said to his old sister Fan Ting with a sad face, "I just came here and I am not familiar with this place, and the wounded have not yet come out of the operating room. Old sister, you go and open a better ward. It's a suite!"

"Are you planning to live here?" Fan Ting asked curiously.

"Old Sister----" Fan Wuyao extended his tone, and said helplessly, "People blocked this shot for me. Do you think I can let go?"

"Don't you block the bullet for Dad?" Fan Ting felt a little inexplicable.

Fan Wubing shook his head. But it's hard to say anything, the mayor's secretary is not obliged to guard the mayor's bullets, right? The reason for this, if it weren't for the words Lin Xiaotong said to Fan Wubiao, it would be really difficult to understand, but it's just that there is no need to publicize this kind of thing everywhere.

The suites in 301 General Hospital are not so good. Fortunately, when I came over. The military greeted Fan Wuyi and left them with a suite, and it was the kind of suite with the most complete facilities. It was basically the same as living in their own home, except that there were a lot of body monitoring equipment in the room. There are also things like electric bells used to summon nursing staff.

After waiting for about four hours, the lights outside the operating room finally went out, and the doctors walked out with a look of exhaustion. Fan Wubing asked quickly. "Doctor, how is the condition of the wounded inside?"

The doctor who was walking in front replied after hearing the words. "Fortunately, it was delivered in time. The bullet was between the injured person's heart and lungs, and was only a few millimeters away from the heart. The average hospital is afraid that such gunshot wounds cannot be dealt with. The bleeding problem in the lungs is more serious, so The recovery time will be relatively longer, but I think the physical fitness of the injured person is good, and he can be discharged from the hospital in about a month, but it is estimated that it will take about half a year for a complete recovery."

What this doctor said is the truth, because in peacetime, ordinary hospitals have insufficient experience in dealing with gunshot wounds, and if one is not careful, unpredictable consequences are prone to occur. Military hospitals like 301 are better at In dealing with similar situations, Fan Wuyi’s move to contact the military in time this time is undoubtedly very correct.

After saying this, the doctor suddenly asked, "Are you her relative?"

"No." Fan Wubing shook his head, suddenly remembering a question, and hurriedly asked, "Is it a question of paying for medical expenses? This is fine!"

The doctor smiled and said, “It’s not a matter of medical expenses. I just ask casually. The expenses of this injured person are all publicly funded. The leader has instructed us to send two special caregivers. I mean, if there are any Accompanied by relatives of the injured person will help her recover and facilitate communication with our hospital."

Oh I got it! Fan Wubing nodded, only then did he remember that this is a good time for public medical care, and the era when doctors receive red packets has not yet arrived. Besides, the rules of 301 General Hospital are very big. It is said that once a doctor is found to receive a red envelope, he will be punished directly, which is absolutely different from ordinary hospitals.

Soon, Lin Xiaotong was pushed out of the operating room by the nurse and sent directly to the managed suite.

Fan Ting, Fan Wubing and others followed and watched the nurses busy placing all kinds of things. Lin Xiaotong's face was still pale as paper, but looking at the data on the various monitoring devices just connected. The physical condition has stabilized at this time.

"How long will it take to wake up?" Fan Wubing asked, frowning.

"It will probably be two days later," the nurse replied.

Fan Wubing nodded, thinking that the two days' time is enough to handle some things in Beijing. When Lin Xiaotong wakes up, she can't let her see that she doesn't know anyone around her. Otherwise, , I'm a bit sorry for the bullet she blocked.

Fan Ting pulled Fan Wuyi, followed by Wang Xuyun, and the three people left the hospital building. Came to the parking lot, Fan Ting’s Mercedes-Benz stopped here.

Fan Wuyao glanced at it and said, "It's six or seven years old, why don't you change your car to drive it? Isn't it popular to drive BMW and other cars nowadays?"

"It is because I have been driving for six or seven years, so I am used to it." Fan Ting replied casually.

"How's the business here at the company recently?" Now that I arrived in Beijing, Fan Wuyi had to care about FAN's affairs.

Fan Ting scratched her head and said, "Except for the busy work recently, everything else is normal."

Oh, Fan Wubing nodded, which means that things here are going well.

After chatting with Fan Ting for a while, I found out. Since the establishment of a production base for network products in cooperation with Cisco, the problems of the FANS club itself have basically been solved. After seeing the situation of the head office reversed, the branches in various places have also put away their minds. , And then Fan Ting with the help of the subordinates that Fan Wubing sent to help in the past recovered a lot of the power that was delegated to the local area. At this time, the situation of the FANS club was much better than previously expected.

"What the **** is Fan Kang doing now?! I've been back to China for so long, and I haven't even seen a single piece of his hair!" When Fan Wubing mentioned his brother Fan Kang, he was a little annoyed.

during the New Year. This guy doesn't know how to show up, what kind of plane is he doing? ! At that time, I was boasting about Haikou in front of my parents and wanted to take them back to celebrate the New Year. As a result, neither of them returned, which made Fan Wuyi’s face discredited. Is my younger brother so little weight in his words?

As a result, the three talents returned to FAN's headquarters. I was told by the front desk staff. There are important guests visiting.

"Which guest?" Fan Ting frowned. She just saw her brother Fan Wuyi. She hadn't spoken well, and then went out to eat something, and someone came to visit. It was really uninteresting, so she deliberately pushed this visitor. Lose.

"It's a leader of the State Administration for Industry and Commerce. I have been waiting for more than an hour." The manager at the front desk seemed a little unhappy to see the boss. Explained to her hastily. State Administration for Industry and Commerce? Fan Wubing thought to himself. Old sister, she won't avoid tax evasion, right? To earn so much money, there is no need to do this. So what is the purpose of the people from the State Administration for Industry and Commerce coming here? So he took a look at Fan Ting.

Seeing her brother looking at herself with an inquiry, Fan Ting shook her head and said, "It's useless to see me, I don't know what this person is for."

"Then see it and see what he says." Fan Wubing thought to the people of the State Administration for Industry and Commerce. Formal and legal, but you can't help but prevent others from playing with the rules and looking for your own unhappiness, so he suggested to the old sister Fan Ting.

Fan Ting nodded, and then returned to the reception room. Sure enough, he saw a middle-aged man in his forties sitting on the sofa in a trance. After hearing their footsteps, he hurriedly stood up with a smile on his face. Welcoming, "Hello, Mr. Fan, I am Wang Zhiping from the State Administration for Industry and Commerce."

"Hello, Deputy Director Wang." Fan Ting put on an official posture, shook hands with him, and asked, "I don't know that Deputy Director Wang is coming, what instructions?"

Wang Zhiping is a deputy director of the State Administration for Industry and Commerce. Although he does not manage the land of a foreign-funded private enterprise, he is still the deputy director and his influence still has land. Therefore, Fan Ting's attitude is also very polite, and he always has to give others enough ground.

"Haha, Mr. Fan, I have been entrusted to talk to Mr. Fan about some personal matters. Would it be convenient for you?" Wang Zhiping said, and looked at Fan Wubing and Wang Xuyun with his eyes silent. Look.

Of course, Fan Ting knew what he meant, and said, "This is my brother~www.wuxiaspot.com~This is my personal secretary, so I don't need to shy away from it."

Oh, Wang Zhiping nodded, Xindao, whether it is a personal secretary or a younger brother, this is someone who can’t be kissed anymore. There really is no need to avoid taboos, so he said, “Something happened on the rock recently, I heard that my father Mayor Fan was almost shot, but what happened?"

Fan Ting felt a little strange in her heart. She only learned about this from her father and Fan Wuyao. Why did it spread to Beijing? Then he asked, "There is something about this, but it's not big, and it's not spread. How did Deputy Director Wang know about it?"

"Oh!" Wang Zhiping sighed. "A cadre from the original Pingyuan factory involved in this case is now serving in our General Administration. He happened to be the son-in-law of an old leader, so the old leader said that. I am very concerned about the matter and have severely reprimanded his son-in-law. I came here today to help others pass a message. I hope Mr. Fan can pass a message to Mayor Fan to see if he can get his son-in-law out of this matter. Take it out? The old leader has always been upright and honest. This time it was an exception for the son-in-law's affairs. Mr. Fan, can you take care of this?"

Oh, it turned out to be the intercessor!

Fan Wubing glanced at Fan Ting. Seeing that Fan Ting was also looking at him, he said, "The Supreme People’s Court has already intervened in this case. Probably the wrong person was found."

For three days, 10,000 words have been updated every day. For the last 20 days of this month, if there is no accident, 4D updates will be made every day. I hope that many people who have consumed the lottery tickets will support Little Wolf a lot.