Chapter: 1231
Soon, they arrived at Li Shouren's room.
Li Shouren was lying on the bed. There were a large number of medical instruments in the room. A doctor and a few nurses were infusing nutrient solution to Li Shouren.
This doctor is a well-known brain doctor in China, named Liu Dong.
Li Zichen looked at his father who was lying on the bed and turned into a vegetative state, then turned his head and asked, "Doctor Liu, is my father still saved?"
Liu Dong said in embarrassment: "From a medical point of view, there is still a possibility..."
Li Zichen said coldly: "Don't tell me about medical theories, I just want to ask you now, is my dad still alive? Can you wake him up?"
Liu Dong bit the bullet and said, "Mr. Li's brain is dead, and all parts of his body are still alive. He can only be infused with nutrient solution to maintain such a living dead state. I don't have the ability to bring the dead back to life, so I can't revive him."
Li Zichen nodded: "Understood!"
After he finished speaking, he suddenly picked up a pair of medical scissors on the bedside table, and stabbed Liu Dong's chest with a backhand.
puff!
Dr. Liu lowered his head, looked at the scissors piercing his heart in disbelief, and said in pain, "You..."
puff!
Puff puff��
Li Zichen didn't say a word, he stabbed more than a dozen knives in a row, and didn't stop until Dr. Liu fell down covered in blood.
Several female nurses covered their mouths in horror!
The people of the Li family also had their hearts beating wildly, and they lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.
Li Zichen threw away the scissors in his hand, took out a white handkerchief, wiped the blood from the injury, and glanced at the nurses who covered their mouths with fear on their faces.
He waved his hand and ordered the black-clothed men beside him: "Take the corpse away, and bury them and the nurses together."
When the nurses heard this, they couldn't bear it any longer and screamed one after another.
However, he was quickly dragged away by Li Zichen's men.
Li Zichen's eyes fell on Li Shouren on the bed, picked up the pillow, and pressed it directly on Li Shouren's head.
In the blink of an eye, Li Shouren was smothered to death.
The members of the Li family at the scene became even more terrified. They all lowered their heads, trembling, not daring to breathe.
Li Zichen threw away the pillow, then looked around at the crowd, and said coldly: "I don't know how to describe my current mood, I'm probably very angry, and I can barely get along."
"Now that the Li Clan is officially in charge of me, you arrange my father's funeral immediately."
"After the funeral, call all the strength of our Li Clan. I want to go to Zhonghai myself, wash Zhonghai with blood, and avenge my father."
Everyone in the Li Clan responded in unison: "Yes!"
weekend!
Chen Ning, Song Pingting and Tong Ke brought Song Qingqing to the Xishan Racecourse in Zhonghai City.
Chen Ning has always attached great importance to the cultivation of his daughter. He will not require his daughter to learn those skills, but the six traditional Chinese arts: rites, music, archery, royal, calligraphy, and mathematics. JrNovels.com
Li Shouren was lying on the bed. There were a large number of medical instruments in the room. A doctor and a few nurses were infusing nutrient solution to Li Shouren.
This doctor is a well-known brain doctor in China, named Liu Dong.
Li Zichen looked at his father who was lying on the bed and turned into a vegetative state, then turned his head and asked, "Doctor Liu, is my father still saved?"
Liu Dong said in embarrassment: "From a medical point of view, there is still a possibility..."
Li Zichen said coldly: "Don't tell me about medical theories, I just want to ask you now, is my dad still alive? Can you wake him up?"
Liu Dong bit the bullet and said, "Mr. Li's brain is dead, and all parts of his body are still alive. He can only be infused with nutrient solution to maintain such a living dead state. I don't have the ability to bring the dead back to life, so I can't revive him."
Li Zichen nodded: "Understood!"
After he finished speaking, he suddenly picked up a pair of medical scissors on the bedside table, and stabbed Liu Dong's chest with a backhand.
puff!
Dr. Liu lowered his head, looked at the scissors piercing his heart in disbelief, and said in pain, "You..."
puff!
Puff puff��
Li Zichen didn't say a word, he stabbed more than a dozen knives in a row, and didn't stop until Dr. Liu fell down covered in blood.
Several female nurses covered their mouths in horror!
The people of the Li family also had their hearts beating wildly, and they lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.
Li Zichen threw away the scissors in his hand, took out a white handkerchief, wiped the blood from the injury, and glanced at the nurses who covered their mouths with fear on their faces.
He waved his hand and ordered the black-clothed men beside him: "Take the corpse away, and bury them and the nurses together."
When the nurses heard this, they couldn't bear it any longer and screamed one after another.
However, he was quickly dragged away by Li Zichen's men.
Li Zichen's eyes fell on Li Shouren on the bed, picked up the pillow, and pressed it directly on Li Shouren's head.
In the blink of an eye, Li Shouren was smothered to death.
The members of the Li family at the scene became even more terrified. They all lowered their heads, trembling, not daring to breathe.
Li Zichen threw away the pillow, then looked around at the crowd, and said coldly: "I don't know how to describe my current mood, I'm probably very angry, and I can barely get along."
"Now that the Li Clan is officially in charge of me, you arrange my father's funeral immediately."
"After the funeral, call all the strength of our Li Clan. I want to go to Zhonghai myself, wash Zhonghai with blood, and avenge my father."
Everyone in the Li Clan responded in unison: "Yes!"
weekend!
Chen Ning, Song Pingting and Tong Ke brought Song Qingqing to the Xishan Racecourse in Zhonghai City.
Chen Ning has always attached great importance to the cultivation of his daughter. He will not require his daughter to learn those skills, but the six traditional Chinese arts: rites, music, archery, royal, calligraphy, and mathematics. JrNovels.com
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