He cultivated an enemy for himself.

But it is not unintentional, but intentional!

At the same time, the hospital.

Chen Chunjiang just hung up the phone, but secretary Jiang Ling came.

"…Mr. Chen, are you in good health?"

"No. Go and complete the discharge procedures."

A quarter of an hour later, when Jiang Ling returned to the ward again, his face was solemn, and he looked at Chen Chunjiang and wanted to speak but stopped.

In the end, there were only four words: "...all done."

"Well. Then go back to the company." After initial surprise and helplessness, he has now calmed down and his face is cold, no different from the past.

But if you look closely, you will find that his face is abnormally pale at this moment, making his temperament more gloomy and inexplicably terrifying.

...

The car parked downstairs of the hospital.

Chen Chunjiang sat in the back seat and closed his eyes straight to rest. During this period, he did not give Jiang Ling any chance to speak.

Half an hour later, the car body slowly stopped.

"Mr. Chen, I'm at the company."

When Chen Chunjiang heard this, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw no trace of sleepiness.

He stepped into the revolving door of the company, and Jiang Ling followed closely as the secretary.

The employees I met along the way smiled and nodded, and then said respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Chen."

Usually, Chen Chunjiang would nod and greet him or say a light huh.

But this time, he walked by without expression, and a cool breeze blew up from the hem of his clothes. It was summer, but it made people feel like they were falling into the cold winter.

While the elevator door was closed, Chen Chunjiang also disappeared in front of everyone.

Leave a sigh and discussion—

"Mr. Chen has taken explosives?"

"I've never seen him look so dark."

"The cooperation has not been negotiated, or did the investment fail and the money is lost?"

"Or, the board of directors is wearing it again?"

“…”

bite!

The elevator went up to the 33rd floor, stopped and the metal door opened.

Chen Chunjiang came out first, and Jiang Ling was only half a beat slower. When he realized, he needed to trot to catch up.

"Mr. Chen..." She mustered up the courage and spoke in the end.

Chen Chunjiang paused at the foot of his feet, turned his head, and looked at her deeply: "Let's talk about it when you go in."

Jiang Ling swallowed the words he prepared back into his stomach, his eyes flashing slightly: "...yes."

Two people entered.

Chen Chunjiang walked in front, Jiang Ling closed the door with his backhand and locked it.

The afternoon sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, scattering a golden piece of yellow, making the whole room bright and warm.

But the arrival of Chen Chunjiang was like a dark cloud coming, and his cold and cold expression no longer disguised cast a thick shadow on the entire room.

Jiang Ling was in it. Although he was prepared for it, he still couldn't help but shivered.

"Do you know everything?" Chen Chunjiang suddenly spoke in a dead silence.

The woman shuddered and reacted, and told the truth: "...The doctor mentioned it when the discharge procedures were completed."

"What did you mention?" Chen Chunjiang turned to look at her, revealing a gloomy and cold smile.

Jiang Ling gritted his teeth: "The film is taken, there is a shadow on your liver, maybe..."

"Say it, keep going."

"Maybe it's a tumor!"

"Do you believe it?"

Jiang Ling's sweat beads as big as beans on his forehead were rolling down. Whether he answered "faith" or "not believing" this question is a pitfall.

She simply kept silent.

Chen Chunjiang looked deep: "Do you know what to do next?"

Jiang Ling suddenly raised his eyes, and a bold guess appeared in his heart: "You want to..."

"Not to think about it," Chen Chunjiang interrupted her, his eyes bright and hot, and there was a hint of madness hidden, "I must do this!"

The woman lowered her eyes and her eyelashes trembled due to frightened.

"I must not let me, you, the fourth person other than the doctor know about this!"

"The old Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen, and his wife..."

"Not even possible!"

Jiang Ling's eyelids twitched. She didn't feel flattered, but was frightened.

The more you know, the faster you die.

Especially Chen Chunjiang is suspicious and has ruthless methods.

Something else in the Shen family didn't know about, but she, a secretary, knew very well. What does this mean?

Without giving Jiang Ling a chance to choose, Chen Chunjiang issued an order directly—

"That doctor is the most direct insider. You can try to block his mouth and act reason or coerce and tempt him, in short, you must keep his mouth shut."

Jiang Ling lowered her eyes and said that.

"In addition, the hospital has my electronic medical records. To ensure that everything is foolproof, you have to find a way to erase it."

"Can……"

“It’s not a problem to have more money.”

Jiang Ling nodded: "The hospital and the doctor have handled it completely, and the matter has been hidden. How do you prepare for your disease? "

Chen Chunjiang was concealed by the fact that he did not want the news of his illness to spread. Even his family was guarding against it. Apart from being greedy for the position of president, Jiang Ling couldn't think of any other reason.

It is definitely necessary to hide it, but the disease cannot be ignored.

Unless Chen Chunjiang really doesn't want to live anymore, he will let himself go and let it worsen. Otherwise, if he is unwilling to admit it, he will still receive treatment.

The only difference is: whether you go to and from the hospital openly or do it secretly and keep it secretly?

really--
Chapter completed!