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Crazy Rich Part 76

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In front of the operating room, Gadhi was still sitting limp. His clothes were still the same, the suit and shirt he was wearing was still covered in bloodstains. The man looked so devastated when faced with a harsh reality like this.

CLAMPS

The sound of the door opening, and Gadhi rushed up even though her legs were shaking as her body was still trembling.

"How's my wife, Doc? How's she? How's our son? hows it? Say it!"

Gadhi just kept asking, in the meantime the doctor wanted to talk.

"Sorry, the blood supply for the patient has been exhausted. The patient is now in need of a blood transfusion. Is there the same blood type family as the patient?" ask the doctor while staring at the guards around the operating room.

The medical team currently needs anyone whose blood type is the same for donors. Because their stock in the hospital just happened to run out. This type of blood type is quite rare, making them difficult to get the same blood type as Hanum.

"Joe ... Where's grandpa Jo!" gadhi shouted in panic.

"Great master is still on the way, sir!"

"Quick call grandpa, Jo .. get Grandpa!"

Gadhi looked frustrated, he rubbed his face violently. Pacing waiting for Mahindra's grandfather.

***

In the car, Grandpa Mahindra looks restless. The hospital building was already visible in front. Suddenly his phone rang.

"Sir, we've found the car that hit the young lady."

"Turn around!" grandpa Mahindra exclaims to the driver.

Grandpa's car turned around and headed for the police canteen.

While in the hospital, Gadhi is getting frustrated. Because Mahindra's grandfather didn't come.

"Jonathan! Call Grandpa back!"

"Good, Sir."

And it just so happened that Grandpa Mahindra's phone ran out of battery. Mahindra's grandfather's phone is now being stamped in the car.

"How's it?"

"No answer, sir."

Gadhi was increasingly unable to hold back, kicking anything he could kick to vent his helplessness.

Madam Li, who just arrived, got word that they needed a blood donor. He immediately rushed to see Jo and Gadhi's secretary.

"Mr ... Young master. My blood type is the same as that of Miss Hanum," madam Li said upon arrival.

"Please my wife, Madam .. help me!" pinta Gadhi was half desperate.

Madam Li simply nodded and followed where the doctor asked her to go.

***

Police station

PLAKKKK

A five-finger mark immediately imprinted on the cheek of the man in his thirties. Grandpa Mahindra so entered directly slapped the man who was suspected of being the Hanum-bumper.

"Who told you to?" mahindra's grandfather's jolt was angry as he hit the table.

BRUAKKK

The man smiled cynically. Makes grandfather even more angry.

"Say who?"

The annoyed grandfather, just pulled his head and banged on the table.

"Silence, Master!" prevent the bodyguards.

"Who paid you?" yelled Grandpa until his voice echoed.

Again the man who was suspected of the hitter even chuckled.

"I'm going to hide until you can't talk!"

Grandpa snatched the dossier at the table, then crushed it and actually did what he said. He stuffed the man's mouth so he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Mr ... Mister."

Investigators came and broke up. Grandfather did not accept, he kicked despite being dissatisfied. Though the man's face was bruised because grandfather's shoes hit the man's face.

"Sir, leave it all to us!" whispered the bodyguards who had been behind Grandpa Mahindra.

Along with the investigators, the bodyguards entered the room.

A moment later

The hitman was already curled up in the corner. And one of the bodyguards again said something to Grandpa Mahindra while whispering. Instantly Grandfather Mahindra's hands clenched.

"Close all access! Exhaust that woman! Find him at all airports! Don't let him leave this country!" said emotional grandfather.

Seriate.

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