Pan Xia's nose was bruised and his eyes were swollen. He was curled up in pain, but he still had harsh words in his mouth, "Do you know who I am? My father is the chairman of the Pan Group, and the Pan Group is ranked top in Jiangcheng. Five big companies, if you dare not let me go, my dad won't let you go."

"Huh." The driver sneered.

He squatted down and took off the sack from Pan Xia's head.

He stretched out his hand to hold Pan Xia's wrist, "Pan Xia, my president said, you don't need to keep this hand."

Pan Xia stared and tried to step back, but the driver grabbed his wrist, and he couldn't run far.

There was dense cold sweat on his forehead, "You, what do you want to do?"

The voice fell.

There was a burst of screams, this voice belonged to Pan Xia, Pan Xia could feel that his arm was twisted off by the other party again.

The driver opened Pan Xia's mouth and poured a bottle of potion into his mouth.

After doing all this, the driver will let Pan Xia go.

Pan Xia grabbed his throat with his left hand, "What are you feeding me?"

The driver stood condescendingly in front of Pan Xia, "It's nothing, it's just a medicine that can't restore your right hand. This hand will be abolished in the future."

Pan Xia knew that what the driver said was not a lie, he panicked, he didn't want to be a cripple!

He grabbed the driver's trouser legs and prayed, "Give me a cure, I'll give you money, you can do as much as you want."

The driver smiled, "You shouldn't harass our president's wife."

Pan Xia's face sank instantly, it really was Mo Sihan!

The driver didn't want to waste any more time, kicked Pan Xia away, and left, he didn't drive away.

Pan Xia shook one hand and called Pan Hongxing, the pain in his hand made him speak intermittently, "Dad, the suburbs, Mo Sihanchuan, he sent someone over and interrupted my right hand, Avenge me."

"What?!" Pan Hongxing was anxious, "Send me the location and I'll go look for you right away."

Pan Hongxing hung up the phone and was about to go out.

The secretary stopped him, "Chairman, the people from the Feng Group will be here soon. Where are you going?"

Pan Hongxing stopped.

He was anxious for a while, but he forgot about it.

The cooperation with the Feng Group is the second largest project of their company, and there must be no mistakes.

The secretary asked cautiously: "Chairman, if you have something to do, you can arrange for someone else to see them."

Pan Hongxing rubbed his eyebrows, "No, I'll see you."

Pan Hongxing asked a loyal subordinate to look for him according to the position sent by Pan Xia.

By the time Pan Hongxing arrived at the hospital, it was already two hours later.

The ward was a mess, everything on the table and the bed was smashed to the ground by Pan Xia.

The subordinates stood aside tremblingly.

For fear that Pan Xia would turn his anger on him.

"Mo Sihan, I won't let you go!" Pan Xia's eyes were full of red blood, and the doctor's words echoed in his mind.

There is no way to heal his hand now.

I'm afraid it's going to be a lifetime...

As soon as Pan Hongxing walked into the ward, Pan Xia found him.

Pan Xia stumbled up and ran up, "Dad, the person sent by Mo Sihan not only broke my hand, but also gave me a medicine. My hand, the doctor said, will never get better for the rest of my life."

Pan Hongxing's eyes widened.

He also thought that Pan Xia's hand was the same as before, and it would be cured if it was cured, but he never thought that it would not be cured.

Wasn't his son a crippled one?

He only has the son of Pan Xia!

Pan Hongxing's face was extremely ugly.

Pan Xia said eagerly, "Dad, you can't let Mo Sihan go. He broke my hand, and you broke his, not only his right hand, but his left hand and both legs, too."

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