Chapter 364: The person in charge is me, Tang Xiaoxiao (1)

This time, without Tang Xiaoxiao's voice, Xue Xiaohan sneered, "Miss Zhou, the kidnappers are asking for the ransom, but we are not the only one of the boss, everyone in the room has a share, so why do you have to believe that our boss is involved in you What's more, the cat catches the mouse... Do you still blame the mouse for not running fast enough to be caught by the cat?"
"You..." Zhou Xiaoqiao was momentarily choked by this metaphor.
Tang Xiaoxiao ignored Zhou Xiaoqiao’s unqualified girl. Instead, he cast a thoughtful gaze on Wei Yanlu, and said with a smile, "This time, the kidnappers were able to get into this Oriental Princess so easily and lurking. For three days, no one noticed... Wei Yanlu, do you know what's going on?"
A fright flashed in Wei Yanlu's expression, and then he calmed down again, and turned his head stubbornly, "Miss Tang, I don't understand what you mean by this."
"Nothing, I'm just skeptical. On the boat... or the Wei family, there is only internal response." Tang Xiaoxiao blinked and smiled sarcastically, "Should it be the internal response of the Wei family, right? It can be so easy to handle. The person was brought to the boat... and this person must hold a great resentment towards Wei Jia, don’t you think? Wei Yanlu?"
Wei Yanlu gritted his teeth, "How would I know?"
"I hope that some people will not be looking for skin with tigers, and finally lifted a rock and smashed their own feet." Tang Xiaoxiao's understatement seemed to linger in Wei Yan's ear for a long time.
Just as Zhou Xiaoqiao and Tang Xiaoxiao stared at them, Zhang Rushi's painful roar finally came from the office...
Jialan kicked the door for the first time, but saw that Zhang Rushi was already lying in a pool of blood, and he really came from the palace.
"Tang Xiaoxiao, I am willing to be a knife or a chess piece in your hand, as long as I avenge A Sheng...This is the only goal in my life."
There was a touch of admiration in Tang Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes, and he answered softly, "Okay."
Wei Yanlu clenched his fists tightly and remained silent... He suddenly realized that he seemed to have gone to the wrong person. Compared with that woman, the Tang Xiaoxiao in front of him... seemed to scare him even more.
Tang Xiaoxiao was sitting in a wheelchair, her broken left leg still in plaster, like a mummified leg, looking at Tang Yuanfeng lying unconscious in the hospital bed quietly through the dust-removing glass, frowning tightly. There seemed to be unresolved sadness and sorrow between her eyebrows and eyes. Jialan stood quietly behind her, holding the handle of the wheelchair with her hands, her eyes long and long, silently like a sculpture.
Cao Shuting, Cao Rou, Tang Zheng, Tang Jingchen and others stood by, frowning, with worried expressions...Of course, in these worried expressions, there were really some fakes, but nothing. People can know.
Standing across from them were the domestic authoritative cardiologist in charge of the operation and several senior officials from the Donghai Armed Police General Hospital.
"Mrs. Tang, please make a decision quickly. With Mr. Tang's current heart condition, it won't last long. If you don't have an operation, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive it." Director Zhao in charge of the operation urged. "Mr. Tang is now failing in various organs. The later the delay, the higher the risk of surgery."
Cao Shuting looked at him and turned her gaze to Tang Xiaoxiao who was sitting in a wheelchair, "This...Xiaoxiao, the doctor is right, we should sign it quickly, and let your dad get the operation quickly. The danger is getting bigger and bigger, our Tang family can't live without your dad now."
Tang Xiaoxiao narrowed her sadness on her face and restored her cold and arrogant look. Ling Xun looked directly at Director Zhao and asked coldly, "Director Zhao, please tell me, if I really sign this word, What is the chance of a successful operation? To what extent will my father recover after the illness?"
"This..." Director Zhao secretly scolded Miss Tang for being difficult to deal with. When he raised his head and glanced at Tang Xiaoxiao secretly, he suddenly met her sharp eyes and shuddered involuntarily, suffocating. Heavy girl...
As if seeing through Director Zhao’s inner speculation, Tang Xiaoxiao hooked her lips and said with a sneer, "Director Zhao, don’t lie, otherwise, you should know that our Tang family is not that easy to talk."
Director Zhao was sweating involuntarily, secretly marveling at the girl's fierceness and might, desperately wiping the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, and involuntarily confided the truth, "This...the chance of a successful operation should be less than 30%. "
After the words were finished, Director Zhao almost regretted his death. Isn't this looking for something for himself? Just this morning, Director Zhao, a cardiologist who is known as an authority in China, was secretly taken to the dean's office. Someone in the office promised him the position of the dean and gave him an order: The patient Tang Yuanfeng must be taken into the operating room so that he cannot leave the operating room alive!
As long as you make the risk of the operation a little smaller and ask your family members to sign and agree to the operation at that time, isn't it easy to get it? Damn it, how could I be scared by a young girl to tell the truth?
"Do you dare to let me sign if it's less than 30%? It's so bold!" Tang Xiaoxiao sneered, and looked up at Director Zhao, "Sorry, I can't agree with the domestic medical technology, so... I Refuse to sign the consent form for surgery. Of course, if someone dared to carry me and secretly drag my dad to the operating room, don’t blame Tang Xiaoxiao for being impolite.

Director Zhao looked hard, but his mind became flexible. He cast his gaze to Cao Shuting who was aside, and said in a good voice, "Mrs. Tang, please persuade your daughter. We can’t do anything about it. The doctor’s parents, if not, Bear the heart to watch Mr. Tang suffer, and we will not rush to perform such a high-risk operation. After all, Miss Tang is still young and does not understand life-critical matters. After all, you are Mrs. Tang. These things...should be It’s up to you."
Cao Shuting also showed embarrassment, her heart was entangled, and she asked tentatively, "Xiaoxiao..."
"Shut up!" A stern voice poured out from Tang Xiaoxiao's lips, her slap slammed on the armrest beside the wheelchair, and there was a piercing noise. Cold and warning eyes scanned the few people present. "When is it your turn to talk about the Tang family? Why, do you think we, father and daughter, are dead?"
"I..." Cao Shuting screamed, but didn't know how to respond.
Tang Jingchen, who had been silent for a long time, finally walked out, gently took Tang Xiaoxiao's hand, squatted down, on her elegant and gentle face, the gentle gaze that once made her intoxicated and intoxicated, looked directly at her cold pair Xiaoxiao's eyes softly persuaded him, "Xiaoxiao, we all know that you care about Dad, you are anxious and worried... But please don't be so irritable, okay? My brother really can't bear to see you like this."