True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

A rapid alarm sounded.

In the ward where there were only footsteps and breathing sounds, it seemed unusually abrupt.

The doctor in charge of monitoring Mr. Fu's heart pulse looked over, and his expression changed instantly.

Earlier, although Mr. Fu's heartbeat was weak, it was still there, and the image of the electrocardiogram was stable.

But now, the images on the electrocardiograph are all a line.

Cardiac arrest!

"Quick!" The attending doctor hurriedly took the defibrillator from the nurse and immediately began to perform CPR on Mr. Fu.

**

outside the ICU.

After Mrs. Fu reprimanded Fu Yichen, she walked back to Fu Mingcheng and lowered her voice to the lowest level: "Mingcheng, the old man may not be able to last this time."

Everyone knows that Mr. Fu's health is very poor.

He experienced famine and famine, and Shanghai was very turbulent in that era.

While covering a junior to escape, Mr. Fu was seriously injured and was dying.

But fortunately, Mu Heqing, the ruler of the Mu family in the imperial capital at that time, happened to be commanding in Shanghai and rescued Mr. Fu.

But in this way, his body also fell into a lot of diseases.

Originally, relying on the foundation of the Fu family, he could also take care of his body.

But it was bad 20 years ago.

For some unknown reason, Mr. Fu's body turned sharply down again.

Over the years, it has also been hung on the basis of the high-priced drugs in the hospital.

Three years ago, everyone in Shanghai said that when Mr. Fu left, the situation in Shanghai would be extremely turbulent.

But no one thought that the past three years of Mr. Fu's health were actually the best three years.

Fu Mingcheng looked unpredictable: "After suffering for so many years, it's time for the old man to rest."

How could he not know, for whom did Mr. Fu endure until now?

Just when Fu's family members were different, the door of the ICU opened, and a nurse hurried out.

"Where are the relatives?" She held a piece of paper in her hand, anxiously, "The critical illness notice, please sign it."

As soon as these words came out, the complexion of the Fu family changed in an instant.

This is not the first time the hospital has issued a critical illness notice, but this time it was the fastest.

In the end, Mr. Fu still came to this point.

"Here." Fu Mingcheng took the critical illness notice, looked at it, and prepared to sign it.

But he just wrote a stroke of his surname, and at the end of the corridor, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

It's fast, but orderly.

Fu Mingcheng looked up and couldn't help but be stunned.

The leader was a young man, followed by several bodyguards and a group of doctors.

But those doctors were obviously not from the First Hospital.

Before and after the young man came to the ICU, he did not look at Fu Mingcheng, and directly ordered the people behind him: "Now transfer to another hospital."

Before the Fu family could react, the group of doctors had already entered the ICU.

It didn't take long for the old man Fu to be pushed out of the bed, and he quickly rushed out.

"What are you doing?!" Fu Mingcheng was shocked and angry, "Who are you? If you say transfer, transfer to another hospital? Why should I let you take my father away?"

"It's useless because of you." The young man turned back and sneered, "Because there is no way to save the old man here, you can also try to block it."

Fu Mingcheng's expression changed.

He seemed to remember something, but he still didn't step forward, just stood there with his fists clenched, the veins on his forehead throbbing violently.

Those bodyguards were tall and big, and the other Fu family members were even more afraid to go there.

The young man took a few steps and stopped again.

His eyes swept across the Fu family members, and finally fell on Fu Yichen.

"Take him with you."

Fu Yichen was still in shock when he was carried away by two bodyguards, and there was no room to struggle.

This method shocked the other Fu family members.

"Yichen!" Mrs. Fu turned pale and chased after her, "Where are you taking my son?"

"Mrs. Fu, don't worry." The young man turned his head and smiled slightly, "As long as the old man is all right, your second son is guaranteed to be sent back to you intact. If something happens to the old man—"

He raised his hand and made a cutting motion at the throat: "Just wait."

Mrs. Fu's eyes darkened and she fainted.

The hospital was in a hurry again.

Mrs. Fu finally woke up and grabbed Fu Mingcheng, her voice trembling: "Mingcheng, are those people, are they..."

"It should be that group of people." Fu Mingcheng's eyes were heavy, "I haven't seen it for three years, and now it's here again."

He sent people to check, but he couldn't even find the names of these people.

In the past three years, he also asked Mr. Fu, but Mr. Fu pretended to be stupid and couldn't explain it.

Thinking of what happened twenty years ago, Fu Mingcheng's face became even more ugly.

**

ten minutes later.

East of Shanghai.

This is a private hospital.

Three years ago, Mr. Fu was also transferred here to recover his body.

This group of doctors came from Continent O, and some of them are at the top level in the world.

Even so, he was a little helpless about Mr. Fu's condition.

If it's just the root of the common disease, it's good, but the bad is the poison in Mr. Fu's body.

Unheard, unseen.

Not to mention how to solve it.

"Young master, it still won't work, as long as our people come into contact with the toxins in the old man's body, those toxins are particularly active." The young man frowned, "I guess it's because the poisoned side discovered it."

They have long determined that the toxin in Mr. Fu's body is definitely a poison made by a poisoner.

Moreover, it must be in the top five of the poison master list!

The poisons produced by these top-ranked poisoners are very personal.

Not only that, but the antidote is only available to them.

Even the third-ranked poisoner might not be able to solve the poison that the fourth-ranked one had prepared.

And the poison in Mr. Fu's body is somewhat similar to the kind of Gu of the Miao people in China, and it is alive.

This time it was completely alive.

Therefore, as long as the doctor has the action to remove the poison, the poisoner can directly detect it through the poison.

Before, they had invited the third-ranked poisoner to take action on the NOK forum, but they still failed to solve the poison.

As for the second-ranking poisoner, he has never appeared on the NOK forum, nor does he have an account, but there are still traces.

They suspected that the poison in Mr. Fu's body was prepared by the poison master on the second list.

The Anonymous Hacker Alliance tracked down the second-ranking poisoner, but instead killed a few hackers.

This is still a few kilometers away.

The second-ranking poisoner is already so terrifying, what about the first-ranking poisoner?

It's a pity that the No. 1 poisoner didn't even have a trace.

Many bigwigs in the NOK forum are sure that there is no list one at all.

Fu Yunshen's expression didn't change, but the air pressure around him was extremely low.

The peach blossom eyes that always brought a smile are gradually frozen.

"How sure are you?"

This time, the toxin has come to life completely, and it has obviously attracted the attention of the poisoner.

As long as it doesn't clear it's fine.

Cleared, the poisoner will certainly move.

Fu Yunshen also believed that Ying Zijin would be able to solve it, but it would involve her too.

It's just that he doesn't want to implicate others anymore.

It doesn't matter to him, his life can be given.

I wanted to wait for the toxin to be removed when it was the most stable, but who would have known it would be so aggressive.

The young man was silent for a moment, and then struggled to speak: "0.01 percent."

This possibility is indistinguishable from zero.

Not to mention, even an operation with a 90% success rate can fail.

Fu Yunshen supported the wall with one hand and lowered his eyelashes.

After a while, he let out a low laugh.

When he raised his head again, the smile on his lips had been restrained, and it was cold and cold.

"Send me into the operating room," he said.

The young man was taken aback and blurted out, "Master!"

He knew that the cause of Mr. Fu's poisoning was related to Fu Yunshen.

Twenty years ago that...

Nobody wants to mention it.

"Master, the old man definitely doesn't want you to exchange your life for him, he is for you." The young man was anxious and persuaded, "Also, even if you transfer the poison into your own body, the old man's heart pulse They've all been eroded by toxins, and there's no..."

Fu Yun gave him a deep look and repeated: "Send me in."

The tone is unmistakable.

The young man knew that he had no reason to stop, nor the ability to stop, so he had to agree.

Those doctors just obeyed orders and didn't say anything.

The operating room was divided into two sides, separated by curtains.

Mr. Fu's body was already empty, and he could no longer satisfy those toxins.

A young body, just right.

It takes almost no effort.

The doctors set up the instruments, adjusted the indicators, and were ready for toxin transfer.

The young man was anxious and angry outside the operating room. He took out his mobile phone and was about to make a call to O Zhou.

But at this moment, a figure came in from outside the gate.

The footsteps are hurried, obviously with some urgency.

When the young man heard the voice, he raised his head, and was instantly stunned there.

"You, you are..."