Han Zhendong and his brother also returned to the compound in the dark. The old man was still awake. After hearing the brothers say that everything was there, he felt relieved and his blood pressure dropped.
He let his two sons go to bed first. Old Man Han was feeling a little uncomfortable. He just lay in bed, thinking about the lost treasures, which really killed him. Han Kuisheng could not close his eyes no matter what.
At this moment, all those letters Tang Li wrote to him during their youthful years, which he had treasured for half his life, had long been thrown out of his mind.
When the daybreak came, Mr. Han finally couldn't bear it any longer and finally fell asleep. Suddenly, a shrill cry rang out, "Brother, something terrible has happened!"
Old Man Han shuddered and sat up from the bed. At this time, Han Lao Er came in from outside, supported by Han Zhendong's brothers on both sides. "What happened? It's so early in the morning, and there are ghosts crying and wolves howling!"
Mr. Han, who hadn't slept for two nights, was in a bad mood.
Han Kuiming burst into tears, "Brother, this is terrible! All the things you asked me to guard are gone!"
"Gone? What do you mean gone?" Han Kuisheng thought it was ridiculous. He had asked his two sons to check last night, and it was fine. Now they said it was gone. How could he believe that?
Han Kuiming also found it incredible. "Brother, it's really gone! You know, I like to practice boxing in the backyard every morning. This morning, when I opened the gate, I saw that the place where I buried the thing had collapsed."
Han Kuisheng stared at his second brother intently, and seeing that there was no false expression on his face, he finally began to believe what he said.
Han Zhendong and his brothers looked at each other. They thought this was too mysterious. They had just gone to see it last night, and it was gone early in the morning. This was impossible.
It would definitely cause quite a stir to move so many boxes.
The two brothers suspected their father and second uncle at the same time, and always felt that their second uncle and father were acting.
Could it be that their father had no intention of giving the things in his hands to the two brothers at all?
Thinking of this, the two brothers felt resentful.
"Last night, when we went to check, the things were still there." Han Zhendong said. He didn't believe his father, but he did believe himself. He had seen those things with his own eyes. Although he didn't dig them all out, he dug out a few boxes and opened them to look.
Now that it's collapsed, does that mean someone moved the boxes away and filled it up with soil as it was?
Keep making it up, keep making it up!
Han Kuisheng didn't have the time to delve into his two sons' thoughts at this moment. He regretted letting his two sons go to see things yesterday. Did they show those people the way?
Now, his pain was no longer because someone had taken his treasure away, but what would happen to him if the person above knew about it?
Han Kuisheng was trembling all over. He had accumulated everything in his life, but in the end, nothing was left. Was he going to lose his life?
The more I think about it, the more scared I get!
Everything went dark before Han Kuisheng's eyes, and he fell headfirst to the ground. What was strange was that the two brothers Han Zhendong, one on his left and one on his right, did not reach out their hands at the same time.
Han Kuiming did manage to save his brother, but he was too far away from him to reach him. Seeing his brother lying on the ground, he looked at his two nephews and said, "You, you..."
At this moment, Han Zhendong's brother seemed to come to his senses and rushed towards Han Kuisheng, crying, "Dad, Dad, what's wrong with you? Someone come quickly, take my dad to the hospital."
In the military hospital, the attending doctor saw Han Kuisheng being put into a cart and was a little unrecognizable. There was a bump the size of a baby's fist in the middle of his forehead, a plaster on his nose, and his lips were covered in blood. The wounds were gaping, and he looked hideous and terrifying.
"What's wrong with the patient?" asked the attending physician.
"The patient's systolic pressure is 200 and his diastolic pressure is 130. There are signs of cerebral hemorrhage and surgery needs to be arranged as soon as possible," said the doctor in the emergency room.
"He's so old, with such high blood pressure, why didn't you bring him here earlier?" The attending doctor shook his head. "How on earth did the family take care of him?"
"Hey, let's not talk about this anymore. This is the old man of the Han family. Take it easy!" the doctor in the emergency room reminded.
The attending physician stopped talking nonsense and told the nurse to arrange the surgery as soon as possible while he went to make preoperative preparations.
After an eight-hour operation, Han Kuisheng was taken out. The attending physician told Han Zhendong and his brother, "The patient has high blood pressure, mood swings, and signs of a stroke. Although the operation was relatively successful, it's crucial that he maintains a positive attitude. If the condition recurs, we won't be able to help."
Han Zhendong and his brother didn't know whether they heard it or not, but they thanked the doctor. After Han Kuisheng was sent to the ward, the two of them left the inpatient building.
They found a small forest and gathered together again. After lighting a cigarette and taking a few puffs, Han Zhendong asked, "What are your plans? You have so many things. Are you going to give them all to that bitch and her son?"
Both of them knew that Mr. Han's former mistress was the wife of the director of the various committees in Hai City. It was said that her eldest son looked very much like the old man, more like him than the three brothers.
Back then, Mr. Han wanted to divorce their mother, but their mother was not a pushover either. She had some leverage over Mr. Han, so Mr. Han had no choice but to give up on that woman, find her a husband, and even promoted her to the position of director of each committee.
Now all the Han family’s property is going to be given to that side. How can Han Zhendong and his brothers not be resentful?
Han Zhennan no longer had any admiration for the old man. Instead, he only felt hatred. He laughed and said, "He can be so cruel to my eldest brother. Tell me, if we go against him, how will he treat us?"
"Could it be that only his biological son is there, and we don't count?" Han Zhendong was so angry that he almost vomited blood. "If he wants to divide his property with that side, I won't stop him. But why is he so heartless? He's crying thief, is he taking us for fools?"
Han Zhennan said, "The only problem now is that we don't know where he hid all those things. If we knew, there would be a useful solution."
"What's the solution?" Han Zhendong, knowing that the third brother was smart, asked hurriedly, "Tell me quickly!"
"Cut off the firewood from under the cauldron!" Han Zhennan gritted his teeth. Didn't he only recognize the son over there as his son? What if that kid died?
Han Zhendong gasped, but he quickly realized that this was a good idea. He smiled sinisterly, "But the doctor said he can't be stimulated anymore. If he has any emotional fluctuations, I'm afraid even gods can't save him."
Han Zhennan said, "There's nothing we can do about it. If he hadn't done such a foolish thing, you and I wouldn't have come to this. After all, it's a human life. Although I don't know if that thing is his, think about it. To outsiders, they are family, and that is someone else's child."
Han Zhendong had already been convinced by himself and nodded. "You're right. We also want to prevent Dad from making the same mistake again. If he really does this, he will regret it in the future no matter what."
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