"I know that, Uncle Song. Talking about it now is aningless. Let's just wait until my dad gets through the critical period," Ouyang Zesheng said.
"Song Bro, how's Mr. Ouyang doing now?" As soon as Ouyang Zesheng finished speaking, a man hurried over and asked.
This man was the one who had been referred to as Lin Tian by the white police officer.
"He's still unconscious," the man known as Song Bro replied gravely.
"Damn that bitch Daisy! It wasn't our guys who killed Kohl, so why is she coming after us? Even if she had to find us, what does this have to do with Mr. Ouyang?" Lin Tian cursed upon hearing this.
"Exactly, damn it, do they really think we're scared of them just because they have more people?" Seeing Lin Tian cursing, others also began to swear angrily.
"This is a hospital, please keep your voices down," a nurse ca out of the ICU and glared at Lin Tian and the others, speaking in English.
"Damn it, I'm not in the mood..." A man with a face full of flesh and a gold chain around his neck started swearing back at the nurse, who dared to glare and scold him.
"If you truly respect my father, please keep quiet," Ouyang Zesheng frowned and said.
When Ouyang Zesheng spoke, rembering his father was still lying in the ICU, the brawny fellow imdiately shut his mouth sheepishly.
"You must be the patient's son. Your father just woke up, and he's insisting on seeing you right away. He might have sothing important to tell you, so please go imdiately, as the patient could lapse back into unconsciousness at any mont," the nurse said, glancing again at the brawny man before addressing Ouyang Zesheng.
"Alright!" Ouyang Zesheng couldn't help but show a touch of excitent and hurriedly followed the nurse towards the ICU. The others wanted to follow, but the nurse stopped them right away.
As Ouyang Zesheng entered the ICU, he saw his father with various tubes inserted in him, looking at him with eyes flickering, and his lips trembling. Ouyang Zesheng's nose tingled with emotion, and he quickly stepped forward, pressing his ear against his father's mouth and said, "Dad, whatever it is, tell , I'm listening."
"Call... call your grandmaster uncle," Ouyang Murong spoke weakly and in broken phrases, "I... I have his number in my phone."
Ouyang Zesheng understood his father's words since he was familiar with his voice, but his brows furrowed.
Ouyang Zesheng naturally knew a bit about the Qin. However, because his father Ouyang Murong had lived dangerously under the gun and didn't want to involve his son, he had sent him to study in Australia early on. So, although Ouyang Zesheng had heard so things about Qin and his grandmaster uncle Yang Yinhou, he didn't take it seriously since he had never seen it with his own eyes.
After receiving a Western education, he even began to doubt whether his father's previous tales were exaggerated.
During Ouyang Murong's visit to see his family, he had ntioned that Yang Yinhou's leg was treated by his grandmaster uncle Ge Dongxu, and Ouyang Zesheng was rely surprised but didn't consider that such dical skills were almost miraculous.
Since his son was living an ordinary life and they were people of the Qin, Ouyang Murong, seeing that his son did not take his words to heart, naturally did not go into details about Ge Dongxu.
So when Ouyang Zesheng heard his father asking him to call his grandmaster uncle, whom he had never t before, at a ti like this, his first thought was not that Ge could heal his father or be of any help, but that things were already a ss here. Wouldn't calling so grandmaster uncle just add to the chaos?
"Dad, this is Australia. What's the use of calling the grandmaster uncle here? We'll still need to make arrangents to..." Frowning, Ouyang Zesheng said.
However, mid-sentence, he realized that his father had once again lost consciousness.
Seeing his father in a comatose state, Ouyang Zesheng felt a wave of sorrow and left the intensive care unit at the nurse's urging.
"What did your dad say to you?" Ouyang Zesheng's mother saw her son co out and, putting aside her tears for the mont, hurriedly asked.
"He asked to call that Uncle-Master. What good will calling him do? Can he really be of any help? This is Australia!" Ouyang Zesheng said with a bitter smile.
"Your father has always been prudent, and he asked you to call his Uncle-Master as soon as he woke up. There must be a reason. You should still give him a call and see what he has to say," Ouyang Zesheng's mother, who had been through many hardships with Ouyang Murong, replied imdiately, knowing more about Yang Yinhou's abilities than her son.
"That makes sense, I'll make a call and ask," Ouyang Zesheng nodded, took out his father's cellphone, found the entry marked 'Uncle-Master,' retrieved the number from the directory, and then dialed it from his own phone.
As Ouyang Zesheng was calling Ge Dongxu, Ge Dongxu was getting ready to take a train back to Changxi County.
Ge Dongxu picked up the phone, a flicker of surprise crossing his face at the sight of the unfamiliar number, and then answered it.
"Is this Ge Dongxu speaking?" As soon as Ge Dongxu picked up the call, a young voice imdiately ca through.
"It is. Who am I speaking with?" Ge Dongxu asked.
"Uncle-Master, it's Ouyang Zesheng. Ouyang Murong is my father," Ouyang Zesheng replied.
"Has sothing happened to your father?" Ge Dongxu, feeling a bad premonition upon receiving a sudden call from Ouyang Murong's son, imdiately asked.
"Yes, my father was shot three tis in lbourne. The situation is very grim; he hasn't passed the critical period yet. The doctor said it all depends on these next two days. If he can pull through, then he'll be okay, but if he can't, he might..." Ouyang Zesheng's voice began to choke up as he spoke.
"You haven't ntioned this to your Sect Leader, have you?" Ge Dongxu asked, a sudden chill emanating from him, making the people around him inexplicably tense up and feel a cold draft on their backs, causing them to keep their distance from Ge Dongxu.
"No, my father just woke up briefly, and he told to call you," Ouyang Zesheng replied.
"Alright, you don't need to bring this up with your Sect Leader. I'm on my way to lbourne now. Which hospital is your father in?" Ge Dongxu asked, his voice grave, with a fierce murderous intent flickering in his dark eyes.
In the Pill Talisman Sect, there were only three sect mbers left.
One was the Sect Leader himself, one was his senior brother, and the other was Ouyang Murong, his uncle's disciple.
Now that the only younger mber of his sect had been shot three tis overseas and was in critical condition, how could he, the Sect Leader Uncle, not be filled with a desire for vengeance?
"My father is at Alfred Hospital, but Uncle-Master, your coming won't make a difference. I'll inform you as soon as there is news..." Ouyang Zesheng replied.
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