MTL - Live Broadcast of Eating Melons and Being Read, I Landed!-Chapter 142 heart transplant melon
Chapter 142 Heart Transplantation
The fact that Gao Yue is still alive makes everyone who eats melons unable to help but be shocked.
The place where her car accident occurred was a winding mountain road. The mountains below were so high and steep. If a person was knocked off from there, was there really any possibility of surviving?
Gao Jiang thought the same way. After panicking, he felt that the possibility of Gao Yue's survival was almost zero.
It's just that the mountain range is too large. Gao Yue's body was not found at that time, or the person had been eaten by some unknown beast. In the past two years, he had heard that there were wild beasts in the mountains on the other side of the winding highway. Mark of.
Gao Jiang comforted himself, knowing that even if Gao Yue was not dead, the old man would no longer believe in him and leave the company in his hands.
Gao Jiang thought about what Jiang Ning said in his heart about what he said about Lao Wansheng's brakes, and his eyes flashed fiercely. It was definitely too late to do anything now, and Lao Wansheng would also be on guard.
Mrs. Wang carefully scanned the people around her, trying to find the person who was pretending to be a ghost.
I hope that girl Gao Yue is really still alive, and don't let the old man's expectations be in vain.
This way, both those who donate materials and those who pay for the auction will have face.
With this thought, Gao Jiang, who was not willing to accept that all the things he had done over the years were in vain, decided to contact the person in charge.
Hearing that there was a big story here, Jiang Qing straightened her back, gave Jiang Ning a cup of hot tea to relieve her tiredness, and looked at her with burning eyes.
Fortunately, this time, Mr. Gao seemed to be suspicious of Gao Jiang just now because of what he said and didn't trust him so much. Gao Jiang had no time to do anything about the brakes. Mr. Gao was able to return home safely and see his lost daughter. 】
【But Gao Yue's matter has a lot to do with Mr. Gao's love for Gao Jiang, which made Gao Jiang have thoughts that he shouldn't have. 】
Guagua: [The person who drew this graffiti is called Wang Zhi. When he was in kindergarten, he helped a little boy with congenital heart disease undergo a heart transplant. 】
[It was also because of this surgery that the Wang family rose from an ordinary family to executives of a small company. Later, they used part of the money to invest and start a business for their brother-in-law. The brother-in-law’s family became a third-rate family, and they also followed suit and drank soup. The past few years have been getting better and better. 】
【So it was Wang Zhi who changed the heart of that classmate? 】
Jiang Qing is very familiar with this process, and sometimes he will make a few comments.
Guagua: [No, it was Wang Zhi’s father who found out at that time that a wealthy family was in urgent need of a heart to save his son’s life. Wang’s father, who was working in the hospital at the time, was very timid and bought Wang Zhi a lot of snacks, candies and other things. , and asked his son to trick his classmates into coming to the hospital for free physical examinations. 】
Jiang Ning took a sip of juice and continued to eat while scrolling through the system screen.
The melon-eaters who guessed that Gao Yue was in a vegetative state two years ago cast a proud look at their companions. This sense of participation was quite satisfying. Jiang Qing heard that this was like a fatally romantic plot development where the male and female protagonists of an idol drama met, and he decided in his mind that he must go to Gao's house to communicate more and exchange feelings during this period to see what kind of development would follow.
[Speaking of which, Gao Yue doesn’t know whether to call it unlucky or lucky. She was knocked down the mountain by Gao Jiang’s selfishness and was knocked out. Fortunately, she hung on a tree and was cushioned by the tree. No life was injured after the fall. 】
But he just walked out and was taken away by two bodyguards ordered by Mr. Lin before he could do anything.
But it’s not surprising. He was knocked down from such a high place. If he could survive, it was because he was blessed by his ancestors.
Jiang Qing guessed that it was not life-threatening. Does that mean Gao Yue suffered other injuries?
Unable to stand the gloating looks of some plastic sisters, and without Gao Jiang as the credit card holder, she didn’t want to use her own money to donate, so she simply followed Gao Jiang out of the charity gala.
Behind him, Mr. Lin sent a message to Mr. Gao about this.
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“Maybe you don’t know that the person you met Gao Jiang just now is Gao Jiang’s uncle. The reason why Gao Jiang can shout around outside is not because of his relationship with Mr. Gao.”
[Although his life was not injured, Gao Yue accidentally hit a rock, causing him to be in a vegetative state for two years. Fortunately, he met a boss who came back from Hong Kong, and he happened to catch the watch at home to join in the fun and watch the racing car. Brother, he sent her to the hospital in time and paid her fees for two consecutive years, otherwise Gao Yue might not have been able to wake up. 】
There is a rich man who is familiar with Mrs. Wang. He still remembers the Wang family’s son who was like a little bully since he was a child. A child who would deliberately splash hot water on his classmates in kindergarten is not the kind of person who is enthusiastic about helping others.
"It's very pitiful." Jiang Ning took a bite of meat floss and Beibei nodded in agreement.
“Mrs. Wang is still stingy and doesn’t want to donate money, but for three consecutive years she has taken out graffiti drawn by her son in kindergarten, and the starting price is still 50,000 yuan. Isn’t it too much?”
After eating this melon, almost all the people attending the charity dinner arrived, but Yu Shasha was left alone by Gao Jiang.
But just as she started talking, she heard such a strange mechanical voice, and also mentioned her son's name and the thing they had almost forgotten.
Not far away, Mrs. Wang, who was proud of her son's talent for painting since he was a child, wanted her good friend to auction off her son's graffiti so that her child could also acquire this talent for painting.
Besides, that classmate has a heart disease. If Wang Zhi had really helped him, how could he still be alive and kicking and teasing girls whenever he saw the sky?
By the time Lao Bu Shi doesn’t have time to talk to Gao Mu, who is still in the hospital, about his affairs, there will still be a chance for a change in the will.
The banquet started with a warm opening performance, and then the items brought by the guests were put out for auction, with the promise that all the money from the auction would be donated to charity.
In the venue, Jiang Qing, like other melon eaters, always wanted to know if Gao Yue was really still alive.
Others are also wondering whether the young lady from the Gao family was paralyzed after a fall, or whether she became a vegetative state or something, and only found her home two years later.
Jiang Qing, who thought he could hear Dagua, was a little disappointed when he heard only this.
She called the waiter, arranged snacks and juice, and spoke as if making small talk.
Jiang Ning looked at what was being shown to everyone on the stage. She didn’t know if it was a ball of mud or a picture of a ball of mud. She reflexively asked Guagua to look for any melons. Oh my god, there really was one.
Jiang Ning was also puzzled by this question.
But she didn't see the people around her, and they looked at her vaguely.
He simply didn't do anything else and hired someone to drive a car to kill this old immortal!
"President Gao is a pitiful person. The daughter he devoted to cultivating in the past two years died unexpectedly, and his wife is now in poor health. If the company falls into Gao Jiang's hands in a few years, neither he nor Mrs. Gao will have a good life. "
Mrs. Wang met the sizing eyes of the wealthy ladies. She had no time to tear them apart. Her heart was beating violently, and she wanted to shut up the sound, but she couldn't find who made the sound, so she could only wipe it there. Khan, I anxiously sent a message to my husband to talk about this.
But it was very strange. She couldn't type a single word of the mechanical voice. Her hands felt like they were having a sudden convulsion and were out of control.
(End of this chapter)
