"Where is grandpa?" Su Xi's face turned pale.

"The situation is still stable now, don't worry." Mr. Wu comforted and took Su Xi to the backyard.

After entering Mr. Jiang's room, Su Xi took a few steps to the bed. Seeing Mr. Jiang's face was pale and lying quietly on the bed, he was already in a semi-coma.

"Grandpa!" Su Xi sat beside the bed, her voice trembling.

When Dr. Zhang came in, he saw Su Xi, and shouted respectfully, "Miss is back!"

Su Xi looked up, her eyes full of panic, "How is my grandfather? Should we go to the hospital now?"

Dr. Zhang said, "Jiang is old and he is very resistant to going to the hospital. Moreover, his current situation is not suitable for moving. If he goes back and forth, it will be bad."

"What's going on with grandpa?" Su Xi frowned tightly.

"It's still a heart problem, coupled with insufficient blood supply in the brain, I fainted suddenly." Dr. Zhang explained, "I have already given Mr. Jiang a medicinal injection. If Mr. Jiang can wake up tonight, there will be no problem."

"What if I can't wake up?"

Dr. Zhang paused and said in a deep voice, "I will wake Mr. Jiang up."

Su Xi held Mr. Jiang's hand tightly and tried hard to suppress the fear in her heart.

"Grandpa, I'm back. You wake up quickly, okay?"

......

Jiangcheng, Lingshi Building

It was already seven o'clock in the evening and the lights in the conference room were still on.

Today, Ling Jiuze held several meetings in a row, as if he wanted to make all the project plans for the next month within one day.

The heads of two departments were scolded so much that they could not keep up with Ling Jiuze's progress. Everyone else was in danger and dared not show off.

The meeting had been held for two hours. Chen Xing glanced at Ling Jiuze with a serious face and frowned secretly, feeling that his president was very wrong today.

Ling Jiuze stared at the planning plan in his hand, with PPT on the screen next to him, and the vice president of the planning department was talking about his market research results...

But his mind was full of the scenes from last night, the dark corridor, and Su Xi's cold eyes slashed in his heart like a knife.

It was about to get dark outside. Ling Jiuze looked up at the window, and suddenly felt a little indescribable.

What is Su Xi doing?

Is it another person sitting on the balcony?

A sense of unspeakable pain surged in Ling Jiuze's heart. He suddenly stood up, put the plan on the table, and looked at Vice President Lin who had stopped abruptly, "This is the end of today's meeting. You guys get off work!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out with a stalking look on his back.

The people in the conference room looked at each other, looking at me, and I looked at you, but no one dared to move.

Ling Jiuze drove by himself, like chasing Su Xi that day, and drove back to Jingyuan.

He went directly to Su Xi's house. The room was dark and there were no figures of Su Xi on the balcony.

His panic continued to expand. He took out his cell phone to call Qingning, but Qingning told her that Su Xi was not downstairs.

Ling Jiuze's long fingers holding the phone turned slightly white, as if he was thinking of something, and immediately walked towards the bedroom. The computer she usually did design drafts was gone, and the medicine she took was also taken away...


Chapter completed!