Chapter 773: 766 Two Dead, One Seriously Injured; Soros's Reaction!

"Car accident!"

"Call an ambulance, quick!"

The entire intersection descended into chaos in an instant.

A large number of citizens ran over to watch, and some kind-hearted people rushed out to rescue those inside the vehicle.

The driver crawled out from the deformed Mercedes, blood oozing from a wound on his forehead, before finally collapsing onto the ground, completely unconscious.

The driver of the truck climbed out in a panic, his face full of alarm.

A scream came from Charlie in the back seat; he felt as though his thighs had lost all sensation. Mark's body was twisted at a grotesque angle in front of the shattered windshield, and blood was winding into a river along the dented roof. The assistant, Aliman, was already unconscious, his neck twisted at a shocking angle.

Soon, the sirens of police cars and ambulances tore through the night sky as they raced toward the scene.

"Ring, ring, ring~~~"

Back at the company, Rodney Jones was organizing documents and had not yet returned to his hotel.

Suddenly, a sharp, urgent ringing sound erupted.

"It's bad, boss!"

"Something happened. Charlie, Mark, and Aliman were in a car accident on their way back to the hotel."

"What?"

Jones was shocked and stood up abruptly.

"What is the situation now?"

"Mark and Aliman died on the spot. Charlie has broken legs and is currently being rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment."

Clang~~~

The phone in Jones's hand dropped and smashed onto the desk.

It was unbelievable.

They were perfectly fine just a moment ago at the celebration banquet; how could they be dead in the blink of an eye?

"Which hospital is Charlie at?"

"At the Matilda Medical Center."

"I'm coming over right now!"

He quickly grabbed his coat, took his secretary, and sprinted downstairs, where his driver sped him toward Queen's Road Central.

Upon arriving at Matilda, a high-end medical facility that served the wealthy, the service was fast.

He was soon led by hospital staff to the outside of the operating room: "Doctor, how is Charlie now?"

The attending doctor said, "His legs were crushed. He is in surgery now, but his condition is not optimistic. Even if he recovers, there is a high probability he will be left with a limp..."

Jones's head was buzzing.

Soon,

he made a trip to Tung Wah Hospital, as accident victims are generally sent to the nearest public hospital, and the closest one was Tung Wah, which had a mortuary.

Before long, he saw the bodies of his two subordinates in the mortuary.

Looking at the corpses,

Jones felt the fragility of life.

One moment, they were cheering for their future wealth and status; the next, they were dead.

At this moment,

his hands and feet were ice cold.

Meanwhile,

this car accident naturally caught the attention of many media outlets.

Hong Kong is too small; many minor news items can make the headlines.

And a car accident in Central involving a Mercedes, with two dead and two injured... naturally, many media outlets would be interested.

Upon investigation, they were given a huge shock!

The identities of the deceased were not simple!

They were actually core internal members of the Soros Fund!

All the media immediately recalled the prophecy made by the Feng Shui master Lin Yi regarding the Soros team some time ago—that they would face disaster!

The media was excited!

Big news!

The Oriental Daily News building.

In the editorial department, although it was already late, the lights were as bright as day. Editors hurried between desks, and the sounds of telephone rings and keyboard clicks intertwined.

"Quick, the front-page headline must be changed immediately!"

The editor-in-chief shouted at the top of his lungs, his red pen circling the draft forcefully.

"This Soros Fund member car accident, combined with the Feng Shui master's previous prophecy, is simply super big news!"

"Find out the identity of the truck driver immediately..."

"Why did the accident happen? Who ran the red light? Were they drinking?"

"Keep an eye on the police side to see if there's any new information..."

"Who has a lead at Matilda Medical Center? We need to find out the current condition of the survivor as soon as possible!"

"Does anyone have any good ideas for a news headline?"

At this moment,

after an editor answered a phone call,

"Editor-in-chief, my informant spent 1,000 HKD to get a new piece of information provided by a cleaner at the Soros Fund office building... An internal celebration banquet was held tonight, though it's unclear what they were celebrating..."

"Celebrating?"

"They died after celebrating? Joy turning into sorrow?"

"Was there drunk driving?"

In the office buildings of other newspaper media, the same scenes were playing out.

ATV and TVB naturally received this news as well and quickly dispatched reporters to the scene of the accident, as well as to the police force, Matilda Medical Center, and Tung Wah Hospital to collect information.

That night, at 22:00,

the late-night news on both TVB and ATV reported this story.

"Dear viewers, we are now bringing you a breaking news report. This evening, a serious car accident occurred in Central when a black Mercedes collided with an out-of-control heavy truck. Investigations reveal that the passengers in the car had shocking identities; they were core internal members of the Soros Fund..."

"Citizens are surely aware of the American financial tycoon Soros, who personally spearheaded the 1992 attack on the British pound..."

"At the end of last year, the Soros Fund team officially entered Hong Kong and stated on multiple public occasions that they were optimistic about Hong Kong's future economy..."

"It is reported that this accident resulted in two deaths on the spot, the driver is in a coma, and another person has broken legs and is currently undergoing emergency treatment at Matilda Medical Center..."

The footage then switched to the scene of the accident; there was no video, only photos.

The Mercedes was severely deformed, glass shards were scattered everywhere, and the area outside the police cordon was packed with onlookers.

"Reporters have just learned from the police that at the time of the incident at the intersection, the truck suddenly lost its brakes and went out of control, crashing into the Mercedes and causing this tragedy..."

"The Soros Fund has a huge influence in the financial world, and this car accident involving core members is bound to attract high attention from the financial sector..."

"Even more coincidentally, the Feng Shui master Lin Yi had previously read the fortunes of the Soros team and said that they clashed with Hong Kong's Feng Shui and were prone to bloody disasters..."

Many Hong Kong citizens who were not yet asleep were shocked after seeing this.

They still remembered the content of the previous news headline clearly.

They didn't expect it to actually happen.

Master Lin... you were for real!

A new day,

Hong Kong was gilded with a warm gold by the morning sun,

and without exception, all Hong Kong media gave the front page to this car accident.

At the newsstands, various newspapers like the *Oriental Daily News* and *Sing Tao Daily* were laid out, with headlines more eye-catching than the last—

"Explosive! Soros team suddenly meets with disaster; did Master Lin's divine calculation come true?"

"Feng Shui prophecy manifests? Two dead, one injured in Soros Fund core member car accident"

"Soros Fund suffers heavy blow; Feng Shui master's earlier prophecy becomes reality"

"Master Lin's iron-mouthed divine calculation shockingly fulfilled..."

Today's newspapers were selling exceptionally well!

On the mid-levels of Mount Mount Shizi,

a Chinese-style villa was hidden among the lush trees.

With blue tiles, white walls, and flying eaves, it complemented the surrounding natural scenery, exuding a sense of tranquility amidst its rustic charm.

Inside the villa garden, Master Lin, dressed in a loose white practice uniform, was performing Tai Chi.

The morning sun spilled onto him through the gaps in the branches and leaves.

After finishing his practice, Master Lin, with steady breath and a ruddy complexion, returned to the villa.

In the dining room, a simple yet healthy breakfast was laid out on the table: a plate of lightly stir-fried seasonal vegetables, a few slices of whole-wheat bread, and a steaming cup of health tea, the curling aroma of which permeated the air.

Just as he sat down, his gaze swept over the newspaper placed to the side, and the headline news about the car accident involving the Soros team instantly caught his attention.

"Eh~~"

Master Lin let out a sound of surprise and doubt,

and began to read it carefully.

After finishing, he felt secretly alarmed.

This was no fortune-telling of his own; Mr. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan definitely took action!

Truly ruthless, taking out three of the other side's people directly!

When he spoke of killing, he really meant it!

The methods were truly too vicious!

His hands couldn't help but tremble.

Wait a moment...

I seem to be on Mr. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan's side, oh, then it's fine!

Just as he was thinking this, footsteps came from outside the villa, and several disciples filed in.

"Master, have you seen today's news?"

The eldest disciple, face full of excitement, stepped forward and handed the newspaper to Master Lin,

"The fortune you told for the Soros team earlier has actually come true!"

Other disciples also gathered around, their eyes full of worship and amazement for Master Lin.

"Master, your Feng Shui arts are becoming increasingly divine; this divination has let all of Hong Kong witness your prowess!"

"That's right, Master. After this, I'm afraid the threshold of our door will be worn down by people seeking your Feng Shui and fortune-telling services!"

The disciples spoke one after another, their words filled with praise for their master.

This matter would definitely become a legend in the Feng Shui world, and Master Lin's status—and the status of these disciples—would naturally skyrocket!

This is all money!

Master Lin: "............"

Looking at the eager expressions of his disciples, he found it difficult to tell the truth.

What kind of Feng Shui fortune-telling of his was this?

It was clearly Mr. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan's fortune-telling!

Whoever he wants dead, dies!

But he could only bury these things deep in his heart.

Master Lin took a light sip of tea, feigned composure, and said slowly:

"All of this is determined by fate!"

The disciples did not notice Master Lin's trembling, only feeling that their master was unfathomable.

"Ring ring ring~~~~"

At this moment, a phone call came through.

It was Rodney Jones, whose attitude this time was full of respect: "Master Lin Yi, please forgive our disrespect last time. I wonder if you are free tonight, and if we might have the honor of having dinner with you!"

Master Lin: "............"

This...

Whether I am free or not, I must ask Mr. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan for instructions first.

United States.

When the sun rose at a 40-degree angle from the east, shining obliquely onto the vast city of New York,

an overseas phone call came through to the secretary's office at the Soros Fund headquarters.

Soon,

Soros learned the news from Hong Kong.

"What?"

"Two dead, one seriously injured?"

Soros directly overturned his coffee cup, spilling it.

Those who could catch Soros's eye and be sent to Hong Kong as vanguard troops were all high-level financial talents.

Each one required time and energy to cultivate their talent and loyalty.

Now, three were wasted!

His good mood instantly turned sour.

March,

the weather in Hong Kong began to turn warm and comfortable.

On the 2nd, the Mingxin Hospital mobilized a team of about 300 doctors and nurses, along with a large amount of cutting-edge medical equipment, and flew to Sichuan to join the "Five-Star Huaxi Hospital."

Leading the team was the deputy director of pediatrics at Mingxin Hospital—Kuang Kuang Congxin.

(Image: From "Kids' Lives Matter")

On the 15th, Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu, accompanied by his secretary and bodyguards, also flew to Sichuan to preside over the opening ceremony of the "Five-Star Huaxi Hospital."

Defend Defend Defend Chengdu,

the March breeze carried the scent of spring, dispelling the last lingering chill of Defend Defend Defend Chengdu's winter.

Jinniu District,

a massive new building stood in the center of the urban area.

Five-Star Huaxi Hospital!

In front of the hospital gate, flowers were in full bloom, and a huge red banner hung high, inscribed with "Warmly Celebrate the Grand Opening of Five-Star Huaxi Hospital."

Black sedans drove in one after another, and numerous invited guests arrived successively.

The school leaders of Huaxi Medical College...

Next was the provincial leadership delegation...

Not long after, Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu arrived at the hospital entrance by car with his secretary Wu Wu Lianqian and Xu Xu Xu Xu Xu Xu Xu Zhengyang.

He got out of the car.

He was dressed in a well-tailored black suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looking warm and kind, yet carrying an air of majesty. As soon as he stepped out, the eyes of everyone on the scene instantly focused on him.

"It's Mr. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan!"

"He's here!"

Click click click~~~~

Sichuan Television and numerous newspaper photographers all turned their cameras toward Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu, shooting continuously.

"Mr. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan, welcome back to SC," the provincial leader came over to shake hands warmly.

"Hello, Leader, you are too kind..."

Amidst a burst of enthusiastic applause, the host walked onto the stage and announced that the opening ceremony of the Five-Star Huaxi Hospital had officially begun.

Offstage,

there were a large number of government workers, hospital doctors and nurses, and medical students.

There were also some citizens watching the excitement.

The host walked onto the stage and announced that the opening ceremony of the Five-Star Huaxi Hospital had officially begun.

"Next, we invite the provincial leader to deliver a speech..."

The provincial leader took the stage, steady and calm: "Today is a day worth remembering; the Five-Star Huaxi Hospital has finally opened grandly..."

"This time, the two places have joined hands; Hong Kong's advanced experience and technology can help Sichuan rapidly improve its medical quality..."

"And Sichuan's vast medical market and rich clinical cases will also provide Hong Kong... blah blah blah..."

After speaking for about 30 minutes,

the leader made a final summary: "Thanks to Mr. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan from Hong Kong, thanks to Mingxin Hospital in Hong Kong, and thanks to the medical team that came from Hong Kong this time... This joint effort will surely push our Sichuan medical cause a big step forward!"

Clatter clatter~~~~

The whole audience gave countless applause.

Host: "Now, we invite Mr. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan from Hong Kong to take the stage and speak!"

(End of chapter)