Transmigrated Son-in-law

"Old Tang, is this a small matter?" This is a big matter of life and death, not to mention me, even the current me can't suppress this kind of thing! You don't need to say anything. On the account that we've been friends for decades, I'll help you. "Alright, you don't have to give me anything. I'll help you make the call, that's it!"    

    

After he said that, he hung up the phone. Elder Tang sighed and sent a short message to Cai Xu.    

    

The general meaning of the text message was, before the passport is processed, don't let Cai Kun show his face. Once the passport is out, think of a way to quickly send him away.    

    

Cai Xu, who received the message, smiled. He had long since decided on this, and this was also why he sent Cai Kun to Wan'er.    

    

His wife and Cai Kun did not know about his property in Singapore. Originally, he planned to wait until the time was right before leaving. However, the situation now made him have no choice but to speed up this plan.    

    

Cai Kun's passport was not the only thing that was still being processed. Wan-Er's passport was also being processed. Other than Cai Kun, he wanted to take Wan-Er with him. When the time came to change their nationality, no one would know them …    

    

The employees that Feng Youcai had sent out and the people that he had found had searched the streets for several hours, but he hadn't seen the shadow of the grey Changhe van.    

    

Although the reward of 500,000 yuan was quite tempting, everyone was a bit discouraged at the moment. Looking at the cars coming and going on the street, everyone felt that it was even harder to find the gray Changhe minivan than the lottery ticket.    

    

Chen Wenguang left the traffic police team, but Yang Xuan didn't leave. There was only an hour left, and it was already school time. If he couldn't find Qin Yuxuan, he really didn't know how to tell Qin Yuxin.    

    

At the moment, Yang Xuan was sitting beside his computer, watching the gray Changhe van in the video.    

    

The video showed that the Changhe van had followed Scholar's Road all the way to Chong Wen Avenue, and along Chong Wen Avenue to the outskirts of the city. Since there were no surveillance videos, the van had disappeared.    

    

Yang Xuan pushed the pause button to enlarge the picture of the van. However, the pixels were very low and the window was covered with an explosion proof film, making it impossible to see anything.    

    

It seemed that the hope of finding Qin Yuxuan today was very small. He could only wait for Inoue and the others to come. Yang Xuan had already made up his mind that under the premise of ensuring Qin Yuxuan's safety, he must get rid of Inoue and the others.    

    

Just when Yang Xuan was thinking about how to tell Qin Yuxin about this, he suddenly saw a few traffic policemen surrounding the surveillance video, watching something.    

    

With curiosity, Yang Xuan walked over to take a look. It turned out that there was a car accident at a T-junction somewhere.    

    

He saw a black Audi parked there, the door of the car was wide open, and there was no one in the car.    

    

Judging from the situation at the scene, the Audi car should have turned around at the same time. Due to the speed being too fast, an accident happened and they bumped into a telephone pole.    

    

The entire front of the car had changed beyond recognition. It looked like it was about to undergo a major overhaul.    

    

Yang Xuan glanced at it and turned around to walk out. He hesitated and tried to organize his words to tell Qin Yuxin.    

    

It was at that moment that the traffic police's voices stopped him in his tracks.    

    

"He lost so much blood. Is he dead?"    

    

"I don't think he's going to live. He seems to have smashed his head."    

    

"The Audi's owner deserves to die, trying to run away after bumping into someone! Could he run away? You don't even want the car anymore, aren't you afraid that we'll find his license plate? "    

    

"A monk cannot run away from a temple, just wait and see. If he gets caught in an accident and runs away, it'll be enough for him to drink a pot of tea."    

    

Audi s' carriage?    

    

Are all the culprits these days from the Audi s?    

    

Yang Xuan had heard a bit about Huanshan Road's car accident. It was said that the car that caused the accident was also a Audi.    

    

The hit-and-run driver also ran away and killed a watermelon farmer who was selling things by the side of the road. Until now, he hadn't been able to catch the hit-and-run driver.    

    

However, when Yang Xuan saw the video of the medical staff carrying a young man onto an ambulance on a stretcher, he was dumbfounded. Wasn't that Lee Hao?    

    

He quickly grabbed hold of the traffic policeman beside him and asked anxiously, "Where did the accident happen?"    

    

"He's on the road to the study manor."    

    

Hearing this, Yang Xuan became even more flustered. He quickly left the traffic police station, got on Maserati, and headed straight for the emergency room.    

    

Yang Xuan and Lee Hao had left the study grounds. At that moment, Yang Xuan was blaming himself in his heart. If he had left with Lee Hao at that time, such a thing wouldn't have happened.    

    

The more Yang Xuan thought about it, the angrier he got. He was the king of the western world, but to a small city like Rongcheng, he was frustrated everywhere.    

    

If he could, he really wanted to call his brothers and tell them to quickly gather and solve the problem at hand. But Rongcheng was not the Western world, he could not do this.    

    

Soon, Yang Xuan arrived at the emergency room. At that moment, a ambulance was parked in front of the clinic's entrance while wailing.    

    

The back door opened and two nurses quickly jumped off. Yang Xuan hastily went up to check and found Lee Hao lying on the stretcher.    

    

"Brother!" Yang Xuan's heart ached.    

    

"Excuse me."    

    

A doctor pushed Yang Xuan away and called a few nurses: "Hurry, bring him to the operation room first, he needs to be operated on immediately! Is everything ready? "    

    

"Alright, alright!" A nurse hastily replied, "The blood plasma and surgical instruments have been prepared. We're going to have surgery now!"    

    

The four nurses carried Lee Hao into the emergency room and took the elevator up to the third floor. Yang Xuan chased after Lee Hao all the way and stood outside the operation room. He couldn't see what was going on inside and could only feel anxious.    

    

He took out a cigarette and tried to ease his fretful mood, but when he saw the slogan forbidding smoking on the wall, he silently removed the cigarette from his mouth.    

    

Yang Xuan clenched his fist tightly. The soft cigarette in his hand turned into a pile of powder.    

    

He was completely oblivious to the fact that the sharp nails had pierced into his flesh.    

    

Compared to the pain in his heart, this really wasn't much.    

    

Bang!    

    

Suddenly, Yang Xuan punched the wall.    

    

A muffled sound rose from the quiet corridor.    

    

If someone were to witness this scene, they would definitely be astonished.    

    

It was because when Yang Xuan punched, a crack appeared on the wall that was covered with putty powder.    

    

At this moment, the operating room door opened and a nurse ran out. Yang Xuan quickly went up and asked, "Doctor, how is my friend?"    

    

"The patient suffered a very severe blow to the head. Intracranial hemorrhage. We are still rescuing him." The nurse looked at Yang Xuan. "Are you the family of the wounded?"    

    

"I'm his friend."