Chapter 1101 He Knows Too Much About Me

"Call Alicia."

When the dean, Yeremov and other idlers went out, Sloan handed over the mobile phone, "Before the outside world knows that you are awake, replace your personal lawyer and A+ Copyright and Asset Management Company immediately. Legal for the business. Get Alicia to take over Goodman & Hamlin related business and documentation as soon as possible."

As soon as Alicia was mentioned, some auditory memories and clear slaps appeared in Song Ya's mind again, and he frowned in pain, "Don't mention too many people, Sloan... I just woke up, and Goodman knows I have too many things."

But his mental abilities were largely unimpaired, as long as he wasn't disturbed by the constant reappearance of memories or fragments of the apocalypse.

Sloan's idea was to kick Goodman and Hamlin out before they could react, and to intercept as much evidence as possible to prepare for the recovery of assets, but Goodman was from the Barn case to the Sinaloa case Waiting for the deep participation in secret affairs, big and small, and can Alicia be trusted? Her husband is the governor, a black and ruthless governor with deep roots in law enforcement agencies. If she replaces Goodman who was in a coma for five months, if she makes a similar choice to Goodman, it will be to herself The damage will only be greater.

Even if it can be trusted, let Alicia come in and gain the previous status of Goodman and Hamlin, then unless the governor loses power in the future, don't even think about getting rid of it.

This time point is not conducive to bargaining.

Song Ya glanced at Old Mike again. Old Mike knew about Goodman and himself, and he was also hesitating.

"This is a top priority, APLUS."

Sloan persuaded: "The biggest mistake of Goodman is that he didn't maintain the political relationship before you fell into a coma. He stopped most of the donations. Politicians will be very happy knowing that you wake up. Especially Governor Peter Flock , getting his support now means being able to use some other unconventional means..." She tended to cut things quickly, and turned her gaze to Old Mike.

"etc."

Although the old Mike was loyal, he probably didn't want to deal with his old friends Goodman and Hamlin, "There is also a 24-hour surveillance in the ward because Dr. House wants to get that 'smile' to reappear. I'll get the tape and tell them to stop the surveillance." He glanced at the camera, finding an excuse to go out and chop off Sloan's hint.

"Call, let Alicia prepare the documents and fly over to sign for you immediately."

Sloan continued to plug the phone, but Song Ya didn't even have the strength to hold the thing now, and the phone slid down the palm of his hand onto the bed sheet.

She reached out to pick it up, but Song Ya tried her best to block it, "Goodman knows too much about me. He has worked with me for seven years. He is not stupid. Suppose I really become a vegetable and the business is entrusted to him. Could it be that he Don't know how to think about the long term? A+ Records is in Chicago, he can't be completely free from politicians..."

"So, he will slowly inherit my political and business relationship to him personally, that is to say, maybe he and Hamlin are already using them to steal my money and invest in politicians in their own name." Song Ya said.

"You don't know. Nearly a month ago, Dr. House blatantly announced that you may be in a locked-in syndrome, that is, you can feel the outside world and have a way to convey a state of personal consciousness." Sloan replied: "Goodman And Hamlin probably don't want to think about the long term anymore."

"Yeah?"

"So, call Alicia."

"Let me think again, okay?"

"OK."

There were only the two of them left in the dark ward. Song Ya hooked her hand with her index finger. She didn't insist anymore. She held it unnaturally, as if she had no experience. Her hand was cold, but it felt warm to the touch.

Sloan stared at Song Ya's face, and Song Ya, who had just had a long conversation, groaned and closed his eyelids, "It seems like a storm is blowing in my mind..."

So the two didn't talk any more, just holding hands and getting along quietly.

The most annoying thing is that Goodman knows his previous relationship with Hell Bobtail, Old Mike, and even Vic,

It will be very troublesome if you use extraordinary means to cut the mess with a quick knife and miss it. After all, we have cooperated for seven years, and we have supported each other from Wei Mo to the present...

I trust him too much, he is the closest vassal, even if I have taken precautions in advance in the will, but I never imagined that he will be in a coma for five months.

Yes, how could I not have thought of it in advance, I always fainted because of the weather, in Goodman's eyes... this time he was so fast and so determined, and quickly hooked up the Wall Street giants to help transfer assets, it is estimated that he has already I have simulated countless times, and it will be very difficult to recover my money by conventional means.

Fortunately, the Chicago Medical Center has not issued a certificate of continuous vegetative state despite the pressure. Otherwise, the stocks in Northern Trust will be under his custody, and he will have the right to appoint and remove all business managers under it. The consequences will be disastrous.

I need to make a decision before making a move, but now my mind is full of 3DFX...

Half asleep, he heard footsteps, and Sloan's hand suddenly pulled away.

Opening his eyes, Sloan had already stood in front of the window, opened the curtains and looked outside.

"Ah! It's true!"

It turned out that it was the ex-wife Mariah Carey who arrived. A scream full of infinite surprise and arrogance exploded in my ears, and then my body was suppressed by the fragrance, "Damn it, I'm so worried about you!"

"Uh...cough cough! Puff..."

It's heavier! It's heavier! Song Ya was thrown into her arms so that she could only breathe out but not in. The monitoring equipment next to her was beeping, "Don't...don't, don't do this! I can't breathe!"

"Humph."

She pouted and sat up straight, "Here..." She took Little Rega from the assistant's hand and hit her face, "Daddy wake up, let Daddy hug..."

Rhaegar was born in July last year, almost one year old, and the giggle is very cute.

"I think, but I..." Song Ya rolled her eyes, signaling her weak hands.

"Oh." The ex-wife put little Rega by his neck, tilted her head and secretly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Thank you, Mimi." Song Ya thanked softly, and saw her girlfriends Brenda and Patti Labelle, as well as lawyers and personal doctors poking around the door.

Well, don't even think about playing a surprise attack in secrecy now, he looked at Sloan helplessly.

"Ms. Kelly, Mr. APLUS insists on leaving the hospital, you see..."

The court lawyer came over and said.

"You're too impulsive, listen to the doctor, be good." She persuaded.

"That cripple wants my brains to open!"

Speaking of Dr. House, Song Ya became furious, "He still tried to keep me in a coma...you will be sued!" The latter sentence was what he said to the hospital's lawyer.

"But...they said they haven't found the reason for your coma yet." The ex-wife hesitated.

"My body is my decision."

In fact, she doesn't need to make a decision for herself now, but there is no lawyer by her side...

Damn it, why did it happen that Goodman betrayed him? He might as well be loyal to Yeremov and the others who are far away from him...

"I'm going to talk to the doctor." The ex-wife was not at ease, and went out with the hospital's lawyer.

"Don't be fooled by that cripple!" Song Ya shouted to her back.

"Hohoho..."

When Mariah Carey arrived at his office with attorney Lee Phillips and his personal physician, Dr. House was laughing amusedly as he looked over a medical record.

"Can APLUS be discharged from the hospital due to his physical condition? I mean we don't force him to find the cause of his coma?" Lee Phillips asked.

"I don't recommend that."

House blinked badly, "Look, APLUS's brain..." He led his personal doctor and Lee Phillips to the light box with CT photos.

While explaining, he frequently turned his head to show Mariah Carey a weird smile.

Mariah Carey frowned, this kind of smile... She also saw it when the doctor in Mayo read the medical records of her ex-husband's psychological diagnosis. She looked at the copy that House had just read, and it really was.

The medical records are now spread out on House's desk, so she picks them up.

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