Chapter 237 Payment

After Mo Mingxuan looked through the IOU, he raised his eyes and asked, "When Ms. He Yurou borrowed money from you, did she have a guarantor? Did she have anything to pledge?"

"No." The scarred man said, "Her signature and handprint are written in black and white, there is no mistake."

"Without a guarantor, without a mortgage registration, how dare you lend money with just your IOU? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get it back?"

The man smiled contemptuously, "Brothers are all doing this, how can we not know their names and what they have at home? As long as we know their addresses, they can't run away."

"If they can't run away, what about the money? Without collateral, once the other party's assets collapse and they can't repay the loan, what will you do? How can you be sure that they won't sell their assets and run away?" Mo Mingxuan paused, then changed the subject, "You are seeking money Well, if you want money, you don't want collateral. This is the first time I've seen this in all my years of work. Are you really asking for money? "

The scarred man's face changed slightly after a series of questions from her, "What do you mean?"

"Nothing," Mo Mingxuan stroked the IOUs in his hand and raised his eyebrows, "Since you said that these things were signed by Ms. He, let's do a handwriting identification."

The scarred man frowned, his tone was already a little impatient, "She has been lying in bed for several years, what handwriting identification do you need? Is there any handwriting to identify? The fingerprint on it is hers, how can it be fake?"

"Who said that Ms. He must be awake to do a handwriting identification?" Mo Mingxuan looked at the other person's expression, "As long as there is her previous handwriting, it will be fine."

The scarred man's expression was indeed wrong.

He looked at the few people hesitantly, and for a moment he was not sure whether what they said was true or false.

Didn't they say that everything was burned? How could there be handwriting to compare?

"Let's go," Mo Mingxuan said calmly, "I happen to know an expert in handwriting identification. If it's real or fake, you can take a look and tell."

"You go if you want to go. I don't have the time. Hurry up and pay me back!"

Mo Mingxuan was basically certain that this group of people must know that the IOU is fake, and their purpose of coming here should not just be to ask for money.

Mo Mingxuan looked down at his watch. When the hour hand turned three, the sound of a police car sounded downstairs.

The faces of several social people changed, and a yellow-haired man shouted, "Brother, the police are here! Someone called the police!"

"Damn it!" Scarface's face changed, "Who the hell called the police!"

"I," Mo Mingxuan shook his phone, "gathering a crowd to make trouble, disturbing public order, endangering public security management, intentional injury, fraud with a fake IOU, multiple crimes, how can it be enough for you to spend the New Year in prison?"

The scarred man's face changed,

He stared at Mo Mingxuan viciously, gritted his teeth and said, "You are so cruel!"

After that, he left the ward with several people.

Shen Qingchuan said, "You are trash! You only dare to fight with women!"

Qiao Ruoxing turned around and wanted to go out, but Shen Qingchuan stopped her, "Sister-in-law, where are you going?"

Qiao Ruoxing said, "I'm going downstairs to pick up the police."

"No need," Shen Qingchuan waved his hand, "Mingxuan lied to those guys, he didn't call the police at all."

Qiao Ruoxing was stunned, "The sound downstairs..."

Shen Qingchuan then explained to her.

He rushed to the hospital as soon as he picked up Mo Mingxuan.

On the way, he told Mo Mingxuan what Qiao Ruoxing said when he called, and mentioned that Qiao Ruoxing asked him to bring a few more people.

Of course, when he told Mo Mingxuan, the two were almost at the hospital.

Mo Mingxuan blamed him for not saying it earlier. This was a very critical piece of information, indicating that the other party had a lot of people.

But time was tight at the time. If you call the police, it will take more than ten or twenty minutes for ordinary civil disputes.

After Mo Mingxuan got off the car, he discussed with a big sister at a fruit stall in front of the hospital and asked her to play the siren of the police car at a certain time.

The elder sister accepted two hundred yuan from Mo Mingxuan and agreed very quickly.

"Mingxuan is smart. I didn't expect these rubbish to be so cowardly. They ran away when they heard the sirens. If I had known, I would have called the police directly. Maybe I could have solved some cases."

Those who panicked and hurried away when they heard the sirens must have committed crimes before, otherwise they wouldn't be so nervous.

As soon as the group left, the medical staff came over and reconnected He Yurou's ventilator. Sister Zhao helped the medical staff clean up the mess on the floor of the ward, and the place was finally restored to its original state.

Qiao Ruoxing stayed in the ward to see the doctor's examination results, while Mo Mingxuan and Shen Qingchuan waited in the corridor.

"We should have taken a photo of those guys just now!" Shen Qingchuan suddenly slapped his head and said, "What if when Ayan comes back, the wound on my sister-in-law's face has not healed yet, and there will be no one to vent to."

"Where did Ayan go?"

"I don't know. He said he went on a business trip. I don't know where he went. His phone was turned off and we couldn't contact him."

"The phone was turned off?"

Mo Mingxuan lowered his eyes and said after a long time, "Is he still on the plane?"

"He should have gotten off the plane at this time, right? Maybe the old lady asked him to do something secretly and didn't want outsiders to know, so he hid his whereabouts."

This kind of thing has happened before, so Shen Qingchuan didn't think it was strange.

Mo Mingxuan didn't say anything else.

He Yurou's condition was not very good. The doctor had said before that her body was exhausted and all organs should have failed. The ventilator was removed for such a long time just now, which actually had some impact on her.

Her lungs have been diseased and she can no longer maintain her own breathing for a long time like before. She needs the help of a ventilator.

The doctor changed his previous statement that she could survive for a year. Under this condition, it might be three or two months.

Qiao Ruoxing's heart tightened, and she pursed her lips tightly, and she didn't speak for a long time.

"By the way," the doctor remembered something and said, "Miss Qiao, the medical expenses in your mother's account should be deposited and paid."

Qiao Ruoxing was stunned, "Hasn't the money been transferred?"

The doctor said, "No, the director urged me about this this morning. You can go downstairs to check it later."

After all, the doctor doesn't care about the charges, and he doesn't know much about it.

"Okay, thank you."

When she came out of the ward, Shen Qingchuan came to meet her, "How is it? Is she okay?"

Qiao Ruoxing shook her head, looking a little tired.

"Wait for me for a moment. I'm going downstairs to do something."

Mo Mingxuan followed him, "I'll go with you," he whispered, "I have something to ask you."

Shen Qingchuan wanted to follow him, but his cell phone rang, so he took the phone and went to the side to answer it.

They walked up the stairs, which were a little dark. Qiao Ruoxing was silent all the way until they went down two floors, then he said, "Lawyer Mo, I'm really sorry about what happened last night."

Mo Mingxuan smiled, "What do you have to be sorry about? It wasn't you who did it."