Unassailable CEO Daddy

"Thank you. Thank you so much for saving him." Said Madame Jo gratefully.

"Fortunately, I passed by and got to the hospital in time."

"What kind of car is that and how did the accident happen?" Qiao Yueyang still wants to make sure that his son\'s car accident is man-made or really unexpected? Qiaohuiyang\'s heart strings on one side were tightened a little, and his eyes were also fixed on the neighbor.

"I came out of my house. When the car accident happened, I didn\'t notice the car in front of me. I didn\'t stop until I saw your son\'s sports car rolling on the road."

"I saw that there was a big truck parked next to your son. The truck should have rushed out of the intersection there. Your son should have hit it at that time. However, he pulled the handbrake so fast that it lifted the rear of the car and turned the whole car over."

"However, the driver of the truck came down to check. When we left, he still looked flustered."

Qiao Huiyang can\'t help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seems that elder brother will only think this is an accident.

At the moment, Qiao Yueyang is really not in the mood to pursue others. He just wants to make sure his son\'s safety.

Just then, after waiting for two hours, the light in the rescue room went out, and a doctor with a knife came out in a suit against bacteria, "who is the family of the wounded?"

"We are. How about my son?" Qiao Yueyang hurried out.

"Your son\'s life is not in danger, but he has a serious fracture and bleeding in his leg, and a certain amount of brain damage. He hasn\'t woken up yet, and we can\'t be sure how serious it is, but concussion will happen."

"My son\'s leg! Can it still return to normal? "

"As long as you have a good rest, you can get back to normal."

"Thank you, doctor."

The two husband and wife can\'t help but breathe a sigh of relief. When they hear the doctor\'s words, they seem to have taken a reassuring pill. As long as the son is OK, everything else doesn\'t matter. Qiao Huiyang\'s face was a little gloomy. Unexpectedly, Qiao muzer only hurt his leg. However, the doctor said that he was not awake yet. Could his head be seriously injured?

After a while, Joe muzer was pushed out, his left leg was plastered with plaster and wood, and his head was bound up. A strong face, except for the pale blood loss, was not damaged.

"Muzer." Mrs. Qiao rushed over at once and looked down at her son. Her heart ached.

As a parent, she would rather lie here now than be her child.

Qiao Huiyang also comforts Qiao Yueyang, "brother, thanks to Muze\'s destiny! I\'m scared, too. "

"Muzer is fine." Qiao Yueyang sighed, and finally, he could drop the stone in his heart.

Next, Qiao Muze was sent to the ward, and Qiao\'s mother was unwilling to leave. Qiao Yueyang was also with her. About ten minutes later, Qiao\'s phone rang. When Qiao Yueyang saw that he didn\'t answer the phone, he said, "Muze is OK. If you have something, leave first!"

"Then I will come to see muzer tomorrow. " Qiao Huiyang really doesn\'t want to stay here. Moreover, the phone call is from Li Da. He can\'t answer it in front of Qiao Yueyang.

As soon as Qiao Huiyang left the ward, he immediately called Li Da back.

"What\'s the matter?"

"Manager qiao, what\'s the matter with Joe Munzer?"

"It\'s OK. He\'s still alive. He has nothing but a leg injury. That\'s what you did? More and more let me down. " Qiao Huiyang took advantage of the microphone end, gnashing his teeth and scolding.

"I\'m sorry, Mr. Joe. We didn\'t figure it out." Lida was afraid of his anger.

"Come on, Joe\'s legs are enough for him to lie down for a month. This month, you\'ve marked Zhuang Nuan to death. If you have a chance, you can start at her. You can\'t give her a chance to find the accounts that Zhuang Yanming hid."

"Yes! I\'ll keep an eye on Zhuang warm. "

When Qiao Huiyang came out of the hospital, Li Da\'s car was already waiting for him. He sat in the door with a gloomy face. "You can communicate with that person! This incident can only be regarded as an accident. It can\'t involve us. "

"It has been agreed that the insurance company will pay for all this without any liability. At the most, it will be closed for several months and the driver\'s license will be revoked."

Qiao\'s bedside, Qiao Yueyang\'s husband and wife quietly guarding the dizzy Qiao Muze.

The doctor came to see him several times.

Two hours later, Qiao Muze, who had been in a coma, suddenly opened her eyes. Mrs. Qiao saw it and called out with surprise.

"Muzer, muzer, you wake up."

Qiao Muze twisted his eyebrows. When he woke up, he felt a headache. He turned to his parents and said, "Dad, mom.""It\'s OK, it\'s OK. I still recognize us. I don\'t think I hurt my head." Mrs. Joe was surprised.

Looking at his frightened parents, Qiao Muze was also remorseful. In his mind, he clearly recalled the moments of the accident.

If he doesn\'t, he will crash into the body of the car at his speed. The truck is turning around, and the whole car is rolled over.

Qiao Muze\'s eyes shot out a kind of complex cold, which seemed to be an accident, but think carefully, the real consequences will not be so lucky.

Maybe, after his sports car hit, before he could move the car, the truck would run over.

"Muzer, what are you thinking?"

"Mom, what time is it?" Qiao Muze\'s expression and thoughts are also very clear.

"It\'s almost seven in the evening." Mrs. Joe replied.

Qiao Muze breathed a little sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was only seven o\'clock. He was worried. If he slept until tomorrow, what about the woman at home? She must be worried!

When chomuze woke up, he felt all the injuries in his body. He could feel that there was only a fracture in his left leg and calf, and that there was no other injury beyond the blood hole in his forehead.

"Muzer, you should take good rest for this leg. The doctor said that if you cooperate, you can return to normal in the future."

"Well! I will. " Choumuze nodded, then said to his father, "Dad, did the police car go to the scene?"

"Yes! It\'s going to work out tomorrow. It\'s your destiny. " Joe looked at him in fear after crossing the sun.

Qiao Muze\'s eyes flashed a cold and violent atmosphere. Is it fateful? Or is it a fight for his murder?

As a client, he clearly felt a breath of death passing through him.

"Muzer, what are you worried about?" Mrs. Qiao asked curiously, as soon as her son woke up, he seemed to have a heavy heart.

"Mom, I\'m a little hungry. Can you ask the doctor if there\'s anything to eat?" Joe Muse said to his mother.

"Well, what would you like to eat?"

"I want some porridge!"

"Good! Mom will bring it to you. " As soon as Mrs. Joe said it, she got up and pushed the door and left.

Qiao Yueyang knows his son. He thinks that his son intended to support his wife. "Muzer, what do you want to say to me?"

"Dad, I don\'t think this accident is just an accident, but someone is killing me." Qiao Muze calmly looks at his father and opens his mouth.

Qiao Yueyang also looked tight and frowned. "I doubted at first whether someone hurt you on purpose, but Mr. Li, the neighbor who saved you, said it was like an accident."

"Dad, if I had been three seconds slow, I would have ended up not lying here, but you came to collect the body for me." Joe knows that he can\'t let go of this opportunity to ask his father the truth.

Qiao Yueyang\'s face was shocked for a few seconds. Then, he scolded, "don\'t scare me."

"The one who killed me should be the same as the one who killed Zhuang Nuan\'s parents." Joe muzer spoke quietly.

Qiao Yueyang stood up with a start. "What do you say? How is this possible? "

"Dad, you know who that man is. Why don\'t you tell me?" Joe Munzer twisted his eyebrows, and there was a clear answer in his heart. He will have an accident today, think about it, as if in the calculation of that person.

"You It\'s impossible. " Joe Yueyang shook his head, still refused to believe all this.

Joe looked at his father. "Dad, why did I have an accident? It\'s because I came back to eat this meal at noon, but who asked you to call me home? This is clearly a premeditation. "