"In recent years, it has been a period of growth for the Deng family. The family has a big business and has developed very fast. Many major shareholders of hospitals and many well-known doctors have a relationship with the Deng family. The most important hospital that the Deng family runs is the first hospital that I came out when I went to pick you up.

The first hospital?

After the barbarian said this, Xiao Yang remembered that the director of the First Hospital had even talked to him.

He remembered well that the sign on the dean's desk was indeed named Deng.

No wonder I could have such a big tone. It turned out that I was from the Deng family.

What Xiao Yang didn't know was that Deng Hu was the biological son of Dean Deng Ming, and he had only such a single son!

The first time after Deng Hu's death, the tattooed man ran to Deng's house to inform Deng Ming of the news. Remember to provide you with wonderful novel reading on the mobile phone in one second.

"Director Deng..." The tattooed man knelt on the ground, trembling all over and told Deng Ming the whole story, "That boy not only injured the young master's brother, but also said he would fight with the young master when the young master came to ask for an explanation."

"You also know that the young master is a person who loves face. With such a provocation, he can only agree to avenge his brother."

"But... but who knew that the boy was so ruthless, and he obviously had the intention to kill the young master from the beginning, otherwise he wouldn't have made a request to fight with the young master!"

The tattooed man was crying. He was clearly turning black and white, but he was forced to become the so-called "truth".

He crawled to Deng Ming's feet with his legs, and his face was still bleeding from the wounds of Deng Hu's beating.

But he pointed at his face and accused Xiao Yang.

"Look at the dean, I was beaten by that boy in the face. I wanted to go up and help the young master. Who knew that the brat kicked me in one shot. If I hadn't fainted halfway through, I might have died like the young master! Who can tell you the truth at that time?"

Deng Ming, who was sitting on the leather sofa, had bloodshot eyes in his eyes, his hands holding the pen burst into veins, and his temples jumped, and even his breathing became much heavier.

His only son died just like that!

"who……"

Deng Ming took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the blood and blood that almost gushed out of his heart, and kept adjusting his physical condition.

But even so, he couldn't keep his calm.

"Who is it? He actually dares to kill my son!"

Feeling Deng Ming's anger, the tattooed man's fat body trembled and said in a low voice: "I...I don't know either, but, but I remember, it seems...it seems that one of them called him, Xiao Yang."

"Xiao Yang?" Deng Ming frowned when he heard this name.

Why does he seem to have heard this name somewhere?

Bang.

The sound of the glass shattering made Deng Ming subconsciously turn his head. When he turned around, he saw the person coming, and a hint of undetectable anger flashed in his eyes: "Why are you coming?"

"Why can't I get out?"

The woman covered in tears quickly walked to Deng Ming and shouted in anger: "Don't I know that our son is dead if I don't come down?"

"You calm down first."

"How do you calm me down!"

Luo Yan gritted her teeth and pulled Deng Ming's clothes, but in just a short time, she seemed to ignore her image.

Then Luo Yan suddenly thought of something and turned to look at the tattooed man who was still kneeling on the ground.

"You just said, is Xiao Yang the one who killed my son?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I remember it's called Xiao Yang."
Chapter completed!