After the divorce, the rich and powerful became obedient

What's more, Gu Liangchen said tearfully to him at this moment: "Jin Xing, I... It's so cold, my head hurts, can you hug me to the sofa over there?"

Tang Jinxing was softened by her tearful look.

However, just as he was about to pick her up in his arms, Zhan Nansheng, who hadn't waited for him to respond, called.

Tang Jinxing held Gu Liangchen's waist with one hand to prevent her limp body from falling down, while taking out his mobile phone.

Because he didn't avoid Gu Liangchen, when Gu Liangchen saw that it was Zhan Nansheng who called, he felt as if he had been poured cold water on him, trembling with anger.

This bitch is here to spoil her good deed again.

She gritted her teeth angrily, and when she was about to use her skill to push Tang Jinxing's cell phone out, Tang Jinxing had already connected Zhan Nansheng's call.

Accompanied by the movement of him raising his mobile phone, the man's obviously impatient but faintly pampering tone came from his ear,
"Zhan Nansheng, I owe you, huh? What's the matter?"

Hearing this, Zhan Nansheng who was driving on the other end of the phone said to him concisely: "Look at the text message I sent you."

Tang Jinxing remembered that he had been pissed half to death by Zhan Nansheng at the Hongye Mansion in the morning, and his blood surged up immediately, and he refused indifferently: "No time!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhan Nansheng heard a woman's weak and delicate voice from the mobile phone: "Jin Xing, ah, you hurt me..."

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Nansheng bit his back teeth and cursed with a smile:

"Tang Jinxing, I really think highly of you. Both you and Fu Huaijin have the deadly virtue of eating shit that can't be changed. Is this because of Gu Liangchen?"

After finishing speaking, without giving Tang Jinxing a chance to respond, he decisively cut off his phone call.

Sure enough, relying on others is worse than relying on oneself.

After Zhan Nansheng calmed down for a few seconds, he called Huo Jianshen.

When Huo Jianshen received the call from Zhan Nansheng, he was chanting sutras for his dead wife.

He is an old-fashioned and traditional man, using an old phone that can only make and receive calls.

Because Zhan Nansheng's call ruined his interest in chanting sutras to his dead wife.

Therefore, after the call was connected, he asked in a cold voice with a rather bad attitude: "What's the matter?"

Zhan Nansheng said succinctly:

"My grandfather had a stroke. I suspect it was man-made. You are the heir of the Tang Sect who is good at acupuncture and Chinese medicine. If nothing else, you have to come here just for the sake of your friendship with my elder brother in the past. A trip to Beijing Hospital."

Huo Jian Shenying frowned her thick black brows, and the bottom of her eyes flashed deep, "Got it."

An hour later, Zhan Nansheng arrived at the Beijing Hospital.

After she opened the door and got out of the car, Lan Ying and Zhan Zhifeng also got out of another car.

Zhan Nansheng walked towards them and said, "The old man has a stroke, who is guarding his bed?"

Lan Ying said softly after she finished speaking, "It's your father."

Zhan Nansheng nodded, and said again: "Who was the first to discover that he had a stroke?"

Lan Ying said, "It's also your father."

After a pause, he explained,
"This morning, I heard that your father and the old man had a fierce dispute in the study. I wanted to go in to persuade the peace, but I was kicked out without even entering the study door. When I learned that the old man was sick It's half an hour later."

Speaking of this, his eyes turned red, with a tone of self-blame,

"It's my fault after all. If it wasn't because I told the old man that your father was messing around with that bastard Mu Xiangwan outside, your grandfather wouldn't be angry, and they wouldn't have a fierce conflict because of it... Your grandfather It must be because of the anger that made me suffer from a stroke."

Zhan Nansheng pulled his lips at this moment, and said:

"Really?" With a sneer, he said regretfully rebelliously, "Why didn't you get pissed off? If you were pissed off, how easy would it be?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Zhifeng, who had been silent all this time, pretended to be angry and said:
"Zhan Nansheng, your grandfather is so sick that he still thinks about you in his heart, do you have a conscience?"

Zhan Nansheng glanced at her indifferently, and said with a pun: "Zhan Zhifeng, isn't it ridiculous for you to tell me your conscience?"

Zhan Zhifeng was inexplicably embarrassed by Zhan Nansheng's dark eyes, and didn't know how to argue for a while.

At this moment, Zhan Nansheng turned around and walked towards the inpatient building of the hospital.

Five minutes later, when Zhan Nansheng appeared in Zhan Wenyuan's ward, Huo Jianshen had already arrived.

At this time, Zhan Wenyuan was in a deep coma, only the cold numbers on the medical equipment were beating.

In just a few days, the old guy who could beat her with a whip is now so weak that he even struggles to breathe.

Zhan Nansheng looked at Zhan Wenyuan's old face wearing an oxygen mask, and felt an unprecedented uneasiness in his heart.

If even the old guy died, there would really be nothing left of her relatives in this world whose blood was thicker than water.

Although the people in the grandfather's family are also relatives, after all, her surname is Zhan, not Qin.

Zhan Nansheng suppressed the strong uneasiness in his chest, and asked Huo Jianshen who was giving Zhan Wenyuan the needle, "How is it?"

Huo Jianshen has profound attainments in Chinese medicine and is the most experienced expert in the Imperial Medical Research Center.

He only gave Zhan Wenyuan an injection, and he already had the result in his heart.

It is obvious that the toxicity enters the body, causing the blood supply imbalance of the human body, which leads to stroke.

Although he had a judgment, he couldn't say it clearly now, he just said to Zhan Nansheng concisely: "Go to my hospital, or your life will be in danger."

Zhan Nansheng looked at Zhan Zhifeng after he finished speaking, "Auntie, do you have any objections?"

Zhan Zhifeng and Lan Ying's original plan was to kill Zhan Wenyuan directly after getting Zhan Nansheng to Zhan Wenyuan's ward, and then blame Zhan Nansheng...

Unexpectedly, such a ruthless character as Huo Jianshen would appear on the way.

Now in the whole capital, she can not be afraid of anyone, but she has to be afraid of Huo Jianshen.

Therefore, she could only temporarily suppress her original plan to murder Zhan Wenyuan, saying: "If your father has no objection, I have no objection."

After the sound fell, Zhan Nansheng calmly suppressed the hostility in his eyes, turned his gaze away from Zhan Zhifeng, and landed on Zhan Zhiguo whose eyes were swollen from crying,
"What's there to cry about?" After a pause, he asked impatiently, "What's your opinion?"

After Zhan Zhiguo learned from Zhan Nansheng that the two bad women, Lan Ying and Zhan Zhifeng, were working hand in hand, he couldn't sleep or eat well.

This morning, he couldn't hold back anymore and ran to Zhan Wenyuan to accuse Zhan Zhifeng and Lan Ying.

However, Zhan Wenyuan not only didn't believe what he said, but also scolded him, saying that he was a pillar of disgrace to the Zhan family, and he did shameless and scandalous things.

In short, once they came and went, the two had a dispute.

When the quarrel was the most intense, the old man's eyes would go dark, and he would twitch and poke away on the spot.

Therefore, deep in Zhan Zhiguo's heart, he felt guilty and sad. He felt that he was the one who made the old man so angry.

Of course, it's not good for him to tell Zhan Nansheng in detail in front of Zhan Zhifeng and Lan Ying, so he just said in a low voice:

"I have no objection. As long as I can save your grandfather, I am willing to cut up my meat and give him stew."

After his words fell, Zhan Nansheng said to Huo Jianshen: "Then go through the transfer procedures."

The hospital transfer procedure was completed quickly.

Three days later, Zhan Wenyuan's condition was stable.

At that time, Zhan Nansheng had been in his ward for three days.

After she learned that Zhan Wenyuan was out of danger, she got up and said to Zhan Zhiguo who was also accompanying him in front of the hospital bed:
"After he wakes up, don't say I've been here." Paused, with a tone of hatred for iron and steel, "Zhan Zhiguo, use your brains, don't be stupid again, okay? You almost broke my big brother." plan, understand?"

Through these three days of getting along and understanding the real cause of Zhan Wenyuan's illness, Zhan Zhiguo almost obeys Zhan Nansheng's words now.

In short, after Zhan Nansheng finished speaking, he nodded and said, "Don't worry, Dad knows what to do and what not to do."

Zhan Nansheng ignored him, turned around and walked out of the ward.

At the gate of the hospital building, she saw Zhan Shinan who had returned from a business trip, and Zhan Zhifeng who came after get off work behind him.

Zhan Nansheng squinted his eyes, ignored no one, and got into a black car that came to pick her up.

The driver is JAC.

Mu Xizhou specially asked him to fight Nan Sheng, and the destination was Hongye Mansion.

After Zhan Nansheng got into the car, he closed his eyes and began to doze off.

After days of fatigue, Zhan Nansheng soon fell asleep once his nerves relaxed.

When the car arrived at Hongye Mansion, she showed no signs of waking up.

At this time, the orange-red glow transformed the entire Hongye Mansion into a layer of beautiful Phnom Penh.

In the lingering halo, Zhan Nansheng's sleepy face was somewhat unreal.

Mu Xizhou stood by the car window, stared at her for a while, then opened the car door and leaned in, kissing her awake.