C1 Possession and Rebirth

Hwa Country, Shang Hai Hospital.

12: 30 AM.

Late at night.

A shrill ambulance alarm sounded.

An ambulance came from afar and rushed directly into the door of Shang Hai Hospital. It drove to the entrance of the super luxurious special care building at the back of the hospital.

There were already more than twenty white coats standing at the entrance of the building. It was obvious that the injured person was an important person with a high status. Before the ambulance could stop, the door of the car was opened. The white coat used his fastest speed to push down an ambulance from the ambulance and rushed towards the emergency room.

A line of bright blood dripped onto the gray marble floor. It was a shocking sight.

Time passed by, and the surgery continued until the afternoon of the second day.

Yang Qiu's entire body was filled with all kinds of tubes. He lay on the sickbed of a five-star luxury ward. In the huge ward, all kinds of complicated instruments occupied more than half of the room.

Although he was 1. 8 meters tall, he looked like a child lying on the large sickbed. There were countless tubes inserted into his body. No one could tell that he was the young master of the Yang family, who was usually called a top grade trash.

Outside the ward, dozens of well-dressed men and women were anxiously waiting. Inside the ward. . . Except for the man and the woman and Yang Qiu, there was no one else. The man and woman looked at the dying Yang Qiu with complicated eyes, then they glared at each other at the same time.

The middle-aged man looked at the man who looked to be in his twenties. The woman who was dressed in a noble and dignified manner said with a gloomy expression.

"Did you do it to the pretty boy outside?"

The woman rolled her eyes and said in an eccentric manner,

"Did I do it? Hmph, a useless son like you, is it worth me to do it?"

The middle-aged man sneered and said:

"Don't forget, the old man left everything to him. If he dies, we won't get anything!"

The woman looked at the middle-aged man with disdain and sneered.

"Yang Qiu has a father like you. It's his fortune! Hehe, there is a father in the world who is always looking forward to his son's death? Even I, the stepmother, am not worth it for him. "

The middle-aged man's face twitched violently. He stared at the woman with a gloomy expression and sneered.

"Don't forget that you and my Yang family are on the same boat. If this little bastard can't marry Du Qingyu, you won't be able to get a single cent either!"

"Hehehehe!"

The woman's sharp laughter echoed in the ward. The smile on her face was extremely malicious.

"Yang Mingshan, I, Du Yumei, will marry you. This is really the misfortune of eight lifetimes. All the bones in this trash's body are broken. His brain is seriously injured and his spine is fractured. More than half of his internal organs were damaged. Even if a miracle happened, he would still be in a vegetative state. The old man from our two families is also dead, what are we waiting for three months? Right now, there are two families' elders and lawyers standing outside. I think it would be better to let the lawyers in right now. Let the lawyers prove that this is the property of the Yang family. After we have completely seized it, we will split it up once and for all. Is there a need to talk about this trash? "

Du Yumei looked at Yang Mingshan and said with a sneer.

"Seeing him alive is also suffering. Why not just give him a peaceful death!"

Yang Mingshan stared at Du Yumei. There was no expression on his cold face. After a long time, he let out a long breath and said with a gloomy voice.

"You are right. This little bastard is a piece of trash even if he is still alive. He will only bring shame to me. I might as well let him die. I am still very young. I will give birth to another eight or ten of them. It's not a problem!"

"Yeah, isn't that good? As long as we get the will signed by the old man, we will be the richest people in the entire Shang Hai. "

Du Yumei clapped her hands and laughed. Her smile was charming and moving.

"Actually, we should have done this a long time ago! Didn't the old man's will say so? If this kid dies unexpectedly, we won't get anything. But now that he's in a vegetative state, and he's in a car accident, isn't this considered death? It has nothing to do with us!"

The two people who were talking did not notice that Yang Qiu, who was lying on the hospital bed, had two drops of blood flowing out of the corner of his eyes.

An. . . Le. . . Die!

An. . . Le. 'Die! '

An. . . Le. 'Die! '

For money, do you all wish for me to die just like that?

In the Shang Hai business world, the Yang family could be considered a colossus. It was the new Wealthy Class of Shang Hai that rose in the recent twenty years.

Shenhua Group was one of the top ten business groups in Shang Hai. It involved real estate, energy, electronics, transportation and other industries. The conservative estimate of the group's assets reached 300 billion.

However, with the passing of the old man, the Yang family at its peak began to decline.

Just like most of the wealthy families, if there were overly powerful family heads, the second generation would either be outstanding or extremely useless.

The second generation of the Yang family had three sons and four daughters, but there was no heir. Old Man Yang had made arrangements when he was alive, and directly passed the position of the heir to the third generation's Yang Qiu.

However, Yang Qiu was a great waste.

Before Old Man Yang passed away, he had set up an engagement for Yang Qiu. According to the will, when the heir of Yang family, Yang Qiu, turned 25 years old, he would marry another third generation successor of Du family, Du Qingyu. After the two of them got married, Shenhua Group would be taken over by them, and the Du and Yang families would split the shares of Shenhua Group equally.

Before this, all of Shenhua Group's properties were entrusted to an internationally renowned financial institution, and the Yang family could only receive dividends from the profits every year.

Old Man Yang had a long-term vision. He knew that the Yang family did not have the talent to support themselves, so he decided to marry into the Du family. As for the third generation of the Du family, that was the reason. There was only one female heir. This would prevent the tragedy of the entire family's business falling into the Du family's hands in the future.

However, Yang Qiu was a famous piece of trash after all. Even though he had a marriage alliance with the Du family, everyone in the Shang Hai and even the entire Hwa Country, as long as they had the ability, had their eyes on the big fat piece of meat of the Shenhua Group.

No one would have thought that the useless young master, Yang Qiu, would have the guts to race in a car, and in the end, he was seriously injured.

Yang Qiu seemed to have a dream. He dreamt that he had left the hospital and flew into the sky, and his mother was smiling and opening her arms in front of him. After that, there was a vast expanse of white. After that, he no longer felt anything.

This dream seemed to be very long, but it also seemed to be just for a moment.

The person on the hospital bed suddenly opened his eyes.

Where am I?

He glanced around in confusion. He had never seen anything like this before.

"What's wrong with me? Whose body is this? So weak? Heavens? Could it be that the Pill Furnace exploded and my weapon broke down?"

The person on the sickbed immediately panicked. He could no longer suppress the panic in his heart, and suddenly sat up from the sickbed.

Yang Mingshan and Du Yumei were discussing something in a low voice. Seeing Yang Qiu sit up from the bed, Du Yumei was so scared that she screamed.

"Ah! There was a ghost, a fake corpse!! "

Yang Mingshan sat down on the ground.

He was not afraid of ghosts calling his door if he did not do anything wrong. He had done too much wrong, and he was so scared that he almost peed his pants.

The doctor gave Yang Qiu the result of serious internal injuries and broken bones all over his body. There was only a three percent chance that he could survive, even if he could survive. He was still a vegetable who had died of brain damage.

If he could sit up with such serious injuries, what else could he be if he was not dead?

Du Yumei's scream alarmed a large group of people at the door. She brought the doctor along and rushed into the ward.

A memory that did not belong to Yang Qiu suddenly appeared in Yang Qiu's mind.

This guy was also called Yang Qiu? The heir to the Yang family of Shang Hai. His father was called Yang Mingshan, and his mother died of illness three years ago. His grandfather passed away two years ago, and he had a fiancee. There was also a huge inheritance.

After that, Yang Qiu's brain was flooded with all kinds of negative memories.

Weak, cowardly, afraid of trouble. He had been labeled as trash since he was young. . . !

Yang Qiu almost jumped up from the hospital bed.

He was the eldest disciple of the Extreme Heaven Sect, one of the four major sects in the Heaven, Earth, Black, and Yellow Sects. He had actually been possessed by such a trash. He was truly unlucky.

What should he do now?

After pondering for a long time on the spot, Yang Qiu couldn't think of a solution.

Since he had come, he should just let it go! Fortunately, he was still in this world that he was familiar with.

But when he thought about how he possessed such a top grade trash, Yang Qiu smiled bitterly again.

Forget it, I'll get used to this body first. I'll slowly recover some Spiritual Powers first.

At this time, more than ten doctors had already surrounded the hospital bed. Two doctors carefully pressed Yang Qiu onto the bed. The other few doctors, who could be said to be the top doctors in the country, were directly stunned after a preliminary examination.

Yang Qiu's injuries, even if his current medical skills were advanced to the point of cloning and even changing the heart, it was still impossible to recover. The best result would be that it was impossible for him to recover. Being in a vegetative state was only a consolation.

But at this moment, the data displayed on the instrument: Not only was it the same as a normal person, many of the data was even better than a normal person.

The attending physician was so excited that his entire body was trembling. This was the first time he had encountered something like this in his entire life. If he could find anything from it, it might be a medical discovery that would shock the world.

He was just about to speak when he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Yang Qiu slowly sat up again. He looked at everyone indifferently and then reached out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his eye. He slowly pulled out all the tubes that were inserted into his body. He stretched his muscles and bones and directly jumped off the hospital bed.

He looked at all kinds of frightened eyes in disdain and then looked at Yang Mingshan and Du Yumei coldly. He said in his heart,

"Since it is fated, let me live a wonderful life for you!"

He lifted his leg and walked out, but a middle-aged man blocked his way.

"Yang Qiu, what are you doing? Do you know how worried we are about you?"

Yang Qiu smiled coldly. He glanced at the people of Yang family once again and said slowly.

"From now on, I have nothing to do with Yang family anymore. "

His words were earth-shattering.