The boss of a wealthy family is too clingy, and the beautiful secretary wants to quit

In the morning, An Ran had hurriedly asked Jiang Huaian for a short vacation, but the current situation forced her to extend her vacation.

She must hand over the work at hand well and not cause any trouble to the company.

She immediately took a car to the company.

When I got back to the company, Jiang Huaian was still in a meeting.

An Ran did not inform Chen that she was back. She first communicated with Special Assistant Chen and handed over the work at hand one by one.

In less than an hour, she completed all the work handovers.

Just as she was packing up to leave the company.

The conference room door opened.

Jiang Huaian hurried out of the conference room.

As soon as An Ran saw him, the sadness in her heart suddenly magnified infinitely, and her eyes instantly became wet. She bit her lower lip tightly, holding back the tears that were about to burst out, and her voice was trembling a little.

"My mother...is in the intensive care unit. I need to take a long vacation."

"I know, everything will be fine." Jiang Huainian looked at the girl in front of him and knew how fragile and helpless she was at the moment.

He held her cold hand and said distressedly, "Auntie will be fine. I'll take you to the hospital."

An Ran pursed her lips and nodded gently.

"I'll go see Auntie too." Wei Jingshen's voice rang out, "I spoke to Jiajia on the phone this morning, and she has already booked a flight back home."

An Ran sniffed, looked at him, and said "Okay".

The three of them took the elevator downstairs together. The atmosphere in the elevator was extremely heavy.

Jiang Huaian held An Ran's hand tightly all the time.

Get out of the building.

The driver had already driven the car to the door and was waiting for them.

The three of them got into the car quickly and the driver started the car.

Along the way, Anran felt extremely heavy-hearted.

Jiang Huaian held her hand all the time and comforted her.

During this time, Jiang Huainian's phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID and quickly answered the call.

After a brief conversation, he hung up the phone and turned to look at An Ran.

She whispered, "Don't worry, the world's most famous respiratory expert, Academician Ding, has already gotten off the plane. He is rushing to the hospital now. Auntie will be fine."

An Ran looked at Jiang Huaian and couldn't hold back her tears instantly.

"Is that Doctor Ding Guangchuan?"

Jiang Huaian nodded.

An Ran checked the information yesterday and found that Academician Ding Guangchuan, the world's most authoritative respiratory disease expert, is the director of the Respiratory Disease Research Institute of Jiang's Hospital.

At this time he was attending a seminar abroad.

She contacted the hospital, and the hospital said that Academician Ding Guangchuan could only come back after a week.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Huainian was able to invite him.

An Ran was a little excited.

The driver kept adjusting the navigation screen, his brows furrowed, his tone full of helplessness: "I don't know if there was an accident ahead, the road is so blocked."

An Ran, Jiang Huaian and Wei Jingshen looked at the navigation screen at the same time.

All I saw was a striking red congestion sign in front of me, which looked like a winding blood-red snake, making people feel despair.

"Can we turn around and change the route?" Wei Jingshen asked while staring at the navigation.

The driver shook his head helplessly, pointed to several routes on the navigation screen and said, "These roads are all blocked."

At this time, Li Xuehai called.

"Of course, come back soon!"

An Ran's heart suddenly tightened, and she trembled and said, "What happened to my mother?"

"The doctor...issued a critical illness notice." Li Xuehai said in a crying voice.

An Ran was shocked, her heart was beating wildly, the pain instantly spread to her fingertips, and the hand holding the phone couldn't stop shaking.

The phone slipped from her hand and fell on the seat. Her nails dug into her palm, but she didn't feel any pain.

Jiang Huainian looked at the bloodless face, his back suddenly stiffened, and he asked in panic, "What's wrong?"

"Notice of critical illness..." An Ran turned her head like a puppet, her eyes empty, and muttered.

Jiang Huaian's heart tightened, and he held her hand tightly, "It's okay, it will be okay, Academician Ding will be here soon."

"Let's get off the bus and walk to a less congested road to take a taxi!" Jiang Huainian said firmly.

"it is good."

Jiang Huainian couldn't tell whether An Ran was nodding or trembling.

Wei Jingshen was also anxiously checking the navigation, and he kept zooming in on the map.

"The traffic jam is about 2 or 3 kilometers long." He frowned and said helplessly.

Jiang Huaian couldn't wait any longer. He quickly opened the car door, walked around the car and came to An Ran's side.

He gently helped her out of the car and let her lean against him.

An Ran's legs were weak, and she could only stand with the support of Jiang Huainian.

Wei Jingshen got out of the car and stared around with a worried look on his face. There were no small paths nearby.

Boom boom boom——

The sound of cars came from a distance.

Jiang Huainian looked back and saw a motorcycle nimbly weaving in and out of traffic, constantly bypassing stuck vehicles and heading towards them.

A glimmer of hope flashed in Jiang Huainian's eyes. He quickly walked to the middle of the road and waved to the motorcycle driver to stop.

Seeing this, the motorcycle driver slowed down and stopped in front of Jiang Huainian.

"Brother, can you help me? Lend me your car!" Jiang Huainian said anxiously, "We need to go to the hospital!"

Wei Jingshen looked at Jiang Huainian in surprise and could hardly believe his ears.

Ever since the car accident, Jiang Huainian developed a deep fear and aversion to motorcycles. He never rode a motorcycle again and was unwilling to even mention it.

The motorcycle owner looked Jiang Huaian up and down, and seeing that he was wearing a well-ironed suit, he smiled sarcastically.

"Dude, are you kidding me? Do you know how much my bike costs? Not just anyone can ride it."

"Kawasaki Ninja H2, I bought it at double the price!" Jiang Huainian said.

The motorcycle owner's eyes widened, and the temptation made the corners of his mouth rise instantly.

"Double?" he asked hesitantly.

"Don't hesitate, I'll pay right away!" Jiang Huainian said.

The motorcycle owner was silent for a few seconds and immediately nodded.

"Okay, transfer the money first!" said the motorcycle owner, holding the key tightly in his hand.

"Give me the account number!" Jiang Huainian said without hesitation.

The motorcycle owner immediately gave the card number to JAC Nian, and in less than half a minute, a text message from the bank showed that 80 yuan had arrived in the account.

"Brother, the car is yours! Leave me your phone number for follow-up procedures." The motorcycle owner was delighted and threw the keys in his hand to Jianghuai before taking off his helmet.

Jiang Huainian took the keys and helmet, turned his head to look at Wei Jingshen, and said to the motorcycle owner: "You can ask him for the formalities."

Jiang Huaian put the helmet on An Ran's head, got on the motorcycle, and said to An Ran, "Get in."

An Ran's mind was in a mess and she mechanically followed Jiang Huainian's words.

Jiang Huai inserted the key and started the car.

"Hey! Are you trying to kill yourself?" The motorcycle owner was shocked and quickly pulled out the key, fearing that he would speed away. "You are crazy! Not wearing a helmet!"

An Ran suddenly came to her senses and stared at Jiang Huainian's unprotected head in horror.

"I have another one in my bag." The motorcycle owner took out a helmet from his bag and muttered, "You're crazy! The formalities haven't been completed yet. What if something goes wrong?"

Jiang Huaian took the helmet and put it on, then turned to look at An Ran and said softly.

"Hold my waist tight."