Outright Favoritism Chapter 978: : Fighting for the fate of the tiger

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"This..." The assistant secretary looked at Prince George hesitantly and bent over and said: "Your Excellency, it is about Childman's reputation. At present, the news from all parties is chaotic. In case of fraud, I am afraid..."

As the No. 1 Crown Prince, George's every move is related to his achievements and future, and even the smallest flaws will be magnified infinitely.

This time the Childman family has once again exposed the scandal, and the assistant secretary has lingering fears, for fear that it will be a fruitless oolong like before.

At this time, Prince George folded his legs, leaned back in his chair, and slowly lit a cigar, "What are you afraid of? The purpose of the discussion in the Council Chamber was to discuss the revocation of the title of nobility, but it was not effective immediately.

In recent months, scandals about the Childman family have emerged one after another. If this continues, the entire British imperial public will inevitably question the aristocratic system.

Rather than asking the public to question the authority of the royal family, it is better to think of countermeasures in advance. Discussions in the Assembly Hall may not reach an agreement, but at least some action is needed to stop the crowd. "

The assistant secretary nodded suddenly, "Your Excellency is wise."

Prince George squinted his eyes and took a breath. "What is Weston doing lately?"

"I heard... that the second crown prince goes to the House of Commons every day, and seems to want to make some political achievements as soon as possible to make up for the mistakes of the global agency."

George raised his lips and smiled, "This is the fate of fighting a tiger."

Nowadays, the scandal of Childman is raging on the British emperor. If the second crown prince Weston wants to put aside the relationship and protect himself, he can only ignore it.

Prince George waved his hand thoughtfully, and the assistant secretary left the main hall with comprehension.

Not long after, he picked up his mobile phone again and dialed the old fox's phone, "Old business, really is not old."

Shang Zonghai on the other side of the receiver, wearing a white Tai Chi suit, put down the Tai Chi sword casually, took the towel from Wei Ang's hand and wiped his forehead, "Why did you say this?"

George's sight fell on the extinguished cigar, and it took a long time before he laughed and said: "The Childman family will have today, don't say it's not your credit."

Heard, Shang Zonghai stretched his eyebrows and walked to the pavilion and sat down in a hurry, "They will have today, and they are completely responsible for it."

Prince George laughed silently, "Don’t go in circles with me. The council will open the discussion agenda immediately. If you want to pass the resolution, you’d better do something. Otherwise, the existing scandals are not enough to make The royal family came forward to deprive the nobility of the title."

Shang Zonghai answered the call and ended the call. Wei Ang also brought a cup of tea in due course. "Sir, Prince Wu Lu sent a message just now that the Cabinet Office and the Senate are about to start the impeachment of the leader of Myanmar. All votes have been passed."

"Well, tell Lao Tan, don't leave any future troubles." Shang Zonghai sipped his tea, relaxing.

……

At the same time, the experimental ward of the hospital.

Xiao Yehui's right leg was wrapped in gauze, sitting in a wheelchair, looking far out the window.

He doesn't have a mobile phone or a confidant, and his back is a little helpless.

The experimental ward was closely guarded by Zuo Xuan and others, and there were no tools to communicate with the outside world.

In such a predicament, Xiao Yehui is still calm and complacent.

He seems to be calmer than usual, and he cooperates very well with the hospital treatment.

At this moment, there was a noise from behind, Xiao Yehui motionless like a mountain, as if he hadn't heard it.

Qing Qian's footsteps slowly approached, until a gun hit the back of his head, Xiao Yehui's expression was finally full of waves, "You really are still alive."

Yin Mo's appearance seemed to be expected.

Even if he doesn't look back, he can be sure that it is her.

Yin Mo held the gun tightly and pressed the muzzle to the back of his head, "How can I get revenge on you if I die."

"Heh..." Xiao Yehui let out a low-pitched smile in his throat, he straightened his back, and said lightly, "Yin's mother is not dead, what revenge are you looking for me?"

Yin's mother subconsciously squeezed the trigger with her finger, gritted her teeth, "Xiao Yehui, what face do you have to mention my mother?"

"A servant, it's really not worth talking to me." Xiao Yehui turned the wheelchair with one hand, ignoring the black muzzle, slowly moving towards the hospital bed, "Just put it away, even if you want revenge, you won't have a turn. You do it."

In front of him, Yin Mo is always shorter in momentum.

Because Xiao Yehui can always accurately say what's on her mind.

Yin Mo lowered his hand, his eyes filled with hatred, "You didn't expect that you would have today."

She said as she walked up to him, her toes pressed against the wheelchair, forcing him to be unable to move, "Xiao Yehui, I really can't kill you, but..."

Yin Mo's elongated tone was mixed with obvious threats and mockery. When Xiao Yehui raised her eyes, she slammed a fist on the corner of his mouth mercilessly.

Xiao Yehui's handsome face was missed, but he said nothing.

Even if the corner of his mouth was smashed with blood, he just wiped off the blood with his thumb, sneered in a mute voice, "You vent your anger when you punch me? Captain Yin, you always do this kind of useless work."

Yin Mo was furious, holding the handle of the gun and hitting his left eyebrow bone, "This punch, beat you for my mother."

"This punch will beat you for the Qizai."

"This punch..."

Yin Mo knew that she was taking advantage of others, but she couldn't let go of what she didn't do.

The Seven Frontiers, because Xiao Yehui fell apart, and his mother was injured by him.

Too many emotional entanglements made Yin Mo lose his reason, fists to the flesh, wishing to smash Xiao Yehui.

Until--

"Second, enough."

A clear and faint voice sounded from behind, but Yin Mo was too involved, as if all the senses were blinded by hatred.

Li Qiao stood in place wearing a hospital gown, looking at He Chen beside her with complicated eyes.

He Chen pulled his lips, strode forward, hugged Yin Mo from behind, and warned in a low voice, "Be honest."

Yin Mo's fist was smashed, and his movements stopped.

Li Qiao paced forward and patted Yin Mo on the shoulder, "Wake up."

If Zuo Xuan hadn't sent someone to inform her, I'm afraid Xiao Yehui would really be killed by Yin Mo today.

Yin Mo's red eyes gradually focused, turning his head to see Li Qiao, pulling his lips stiffly, "Well, I woke up."

She didn't notice that her back was pressing against someone's chest. At the moment when the adrenaline soared, she just wanted to cut Xiao Yehui.

Li Qiao raised her chin outside the door, "Go out and calm down."

Yin Mo nodded, and as soon as he turned around, his forehead hit He Chen's chin.

She raised her head, her eyes especially dazed.

After the fierce eruption, exhaustion followed.

Yin Mo pursed his mouth, his tone is low and faint, with a hint of aggrieved aggrieved feeling, "You are here."

He Chen raised his eyebrows playfully, "Well, I'm here."

He wants to hear what else she will say next.

Yin Mo's thoughts are confused, and he didn't notice He Chen's expression, and shook his head, "Oh oh."

He Chen with anticipation: "..."