Elf King, Professional Vase

Meng Wenan took the phone, glanced at the caller ID on it, "Hello?"

"Mr. Meng, hello." A mature and calm female voice came from the opposite side, "The matter you asked me to investigate before has come to fruition."

"Oh?"

"After investigation, the Four Seasons Flower Troupe came to tour the country, and Mr. Meng really contributed a lot." In the skyscraper of the Meng Group, a tall, well-dressed woman was standing in front of the window, looking at the scene from the car. An old man walking up and down.

His hair was carefully dyed black, his figure was tall and straight, and he was unsmiling, but the wrinkles on his face showed that he was no longer young.

This old man was Meng Wenan's father, Meng Kun.

On the phone, the mature and calm voice continued, "Even if Kyle didn't propose to go to Wangze City, the first stop of the Four Seasons Flower Troupe's domestic tour will definitely be in Wangze City."

Meng Wenan turned off the gas in the hotel kitchen. Unexpectedly, when he heard the news, he was not shocked at all, as if he had already guessed it.

"What about the accident on the stage?" Meng Wenan asked.

A voice flipping through the information came from the opposite side, "According to what I found, it should really be just an accident."

Meng Wenan nodded, "What about the other things?"

"It will take some time for the Wangze City Grand Theater to change hands, but it's not a big problem, and it should be completed soon." The capable lady opened the information booklet, which was the transfer contract of the management right of the Wangze City Grand Theater .

"That's good." Meng Wen'an said casually, "I hope that the next play of "Inside the Drama and Outside the Drama" can be staged in the Wangze City Grand Theater."

So, until then, get everything in order.

"Don't worry, Mr. Meng, it will be finished before then." The other party also agreed very simply.

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Wenan's eyes stayed on the phone for a long time, and finally he called out a number and dialed it.

The other side quickly picked up——

"Hmph, you finally know how to call me?"

Meng Wen'an went straight to the point and said, "Wangze City Grand Theater's sudden repentance must be your fault."

On the other side of the phone, the smile on Meng Kun's face was put away inch by inch, and his voice became much calmer, "You called just to ask this?"

"of course."

"Hmph!" Meng Kun snorted heavily, and slammed his cane heavily on the floor, making a loud noise, "I thought you had calmed down over the past few years, but who knows what kind of variety show you're going to do again?" What's so good about being an actor? Look at the people who are poking and scolding you every day on the Internet! Ah, just to earn those three melons and two dates? When you come back to inherit the company, how much money you earn is not up to you!"

Meng Wenan was already immune to Meng Kun's words. After confirming his guess, he didn't bother to continue talking to his controlling father, "Father, you couldn't control me when I was young, and now I'm an adult." , you can’t control me even more.”

"I am your father!"

Meng Wen'an could clearly tell that Meng Kun was extremely angry, and he didn't intend to add fuel to the flames, and said directly, "I know, after all, this is not something I can choose."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

However, according to Meng Wenan's guess, the other person probably smashed the phone directly.

Meng Kun still couldn't understand his resentment for dropping his phone, and even knocked it hard with his cane until the screen was smashed into pieces.

"I don't mind why you come back to the company!"

The housekeeper at the side calmly delivered the antihypertensive medicine to Mr. Meng, "Master, it's time for you to take your medicine."

Meng Kun immediately started grabbing the housekeeper and chattering, "Say, am I right?! If he has the ability, don't come back!"

The butler sighed helplessly in his heart, and said silently, master, when you pretended to be sick, you made a critically ill phone call, but the young master missed the awards ceremony directly, and even the best actor's trophy was received by someone else.

As a result, the relationship between father and son has indeed been harmonious for a while, and the young master has indeed started to take over the group according to your "last wish".

With the help of that deliberately created crisis, many people with malicious intentions were indeed eliminated from the group.

But it was also that time that Meng Wen'an, who had just joined the group, took advantage of that crisis to quickly gain a foothold, and now... Even if the old man wanted to get angry, it would be difficult for him to kick his son out.

However, on the bright side, the butler still wanted to coax the old man, and said, "There is no overnight feud between father and son."

"Hmph." Meng Kun snorted again, "I've been stubborn since I was a child, and I'm not doing it for his own good!"

After hanging up the phone with Meng's father, Meng Wen'an leaned against the door for a while, his hair hanging down, covering his eyes.

After a while, he stuffed his mobile phone into his trouser pocket, started the fire again, and continued to cook ginger soup.

Meng Wenan watched the fire carefully, the spoon in his hand was slowly stirring the small milk pot, and the smell of ginger juice permeated the whole kitchen.

After the ginger soup was cooked, he carefully filtered out the residue, leaving only light brown juice in the bowl.

He still remembered that time when Su Bai was drinking ginger soup, he accidentally bit into a piece of ginger, and his whole face wrinkled in irritation.

Thinking of this, Meng Wenan couldn't help but smile slightly, the boredom in his heart was gradually suppressed and replaced by warmth.

After making the temperature of the ginger soup suitable for the mouth, Meng Wenan picked up the tray and prepared to go to Su Bai.

Meng Wen'an knocked on the door, but after a minute passed, there was no sound in the room, and no one came to open the door for him.

At that moment, Meng Wenan had some bad premonition in his heart, he took out his mobile phone, but no one answered the call to Su Bai either.

Worried about what would happen to Su Bai, Meng Wenan immediately went to the hotel reception to find a spare room card.

"I hope Ah Bai just fell asleep and didn't hear..." Meng Wen'an prayed in his heart when he was in the elevator.

However, after the door opened, everything in front of him directly shattered Meng Wenan's fantasy.

Su Bai was curled up next to the sofa, and he seemed to be in great pain.

The ginger soup in his hand was thrown aside by Meng Wenan, and he didn't care if it was spilled on the ground.

Almost trembling, he pressed his finger on the artery in Su Bai's neck, and after his fingertips felt the faint but persistent throbbing sensation, Meng Wenan almost roared, "Ambulance, call an ambulance!"

"I have already called 120, and the ambulance said it will arrive soon!"

"What happened? What happened?"

"Old Meng, why are you in Xiaobai's room? What happened to Xiaobai?"

"What's going on? Is it a sudden illness? Has Xiaobai never had a physical examination? Is there any medical history?"

"No..." Meng Wen'an knelt in front of Su Bai, his hands trembling, but he didn't dare to move Su Bai's body at will, for fear that he might do something wrong, "There is no medical history..."

"That's sudden? Could it be a heart attack?"

"Is there anyone with Suxiao Jiuxin Pill?"

"Are you sure it's a heart problem? Before the doctor makes a diagnosis, you can't eat it indiscriminately, right?"

"Then what should we do now? Just wait like this?"

The noisy sounds around seemed to be separated by a layer of membrane, which sounded indistinct. Meng Wenan stared fixedly at Su Bai's pale face, and felt that his heart hurt as if someone had grabbed him.

At that moment, Meng Wenan felt a great panic in his heart. He didn't dare to think deeply, so he could only gently stroke Su Bai's cheek and comfort him in a low voice, "It's going to be fine, really. It's going to happen. Don't be afraid, it's really going to be all right."

When the harsh siren of the ambulance came, Meng Wen'an felt that it was.

Doctors and nurses in white coats rushed in immediately to rescue Su Bai.

The red and blue lights were flickering, and the ambulance was speeding on the way to the hospital. Meng Wen'an looked at Su Bai, who was lying on it with a pale face, and couldn't help asking the doctor next to him, "Doctor, what's going on? He was still fine, why did he faint after only a short while?"

"Sorry sir, the detailed information can only be confirmed after going to the hospital for an examination."

However, after arriving at the hospital and undergoing various examinations, the results given by the doctor were simply unacceptable to Meng Wenan.

"Can't find out the cause of the coma?"

"Doctor, are you kidding me?" Song Huan hurried over, wearing only pajamas and slippers, "You did a full body check, but you told us that you couldn't find the cause?"

The doctor opposite was obviously also very helpless, "Sir, please don't get excited, the purpose of the various examinations we arrange for the patient is to find out the cause of the patient's coma, but the problem now is, look at the patient's All the inspection indicators are very normal and healthy, logically speaking, he should not be in a coma."

"You ask me, then who should I ask!" Song Huan wanted to vomit blood, "Isn't the purpose of sending people to your hospital to treat illnesses? Then you told me that they were not sick? But they are lying on your bed right now. The hospital bed at home! You wouldn't say he was sleeping, would you?"

"This..." The doctor actually wanted to say that if he only looked at the examination, then the other party might...probably...he was indeed sleeping.

Song Huan wanted to say something more, but Meng Wen'an said directly, "Transfer."

Hearing Meng Wen'an's transfer to another hospital, the doctor was also relieved, because they really couldn't find any problems here.

However, after the transfer, the situation was still not optimistic. After all the examinations were done, another doctor gave the same conclusion.

"How is this possible? Have you ever seen someone sleep and never wake up?" Song Huan was stared at by Meng Wen'an just after he finished speaking, and only then did he realize that what he said was inappropriate, as if he was cursing Su Bai.

Meng Wenan has calmed down now, he said to the doctor, "Do you have any suggestions?"

The doctor said, "Currently, he can only remember to maintain his basic life activities through glucose. More specifically, we need to look at the future changes of the patient."

Song Huan couldn't help but said, "Lao Meng, why don't we go abroad to see?"

Meng Wenan was obviously moved.

However, the doctor on the opposite side said, "It doesn't make much sense to go abroad. These are the tests that can be done, and the final result is the same."

"Then what should we do now?" Song Huan asked.

"Wait."

"Wait? Doctor, are you joking?" Song Huan couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"To treat a disease, you must first find out the cause before you can prescribe the right medicine. Now that you can't even find out the cause, no one dares to treat it."

Song Huan: ...

Just when Song Huan was speechless, the people from the program team rushed over, and Du Lei said out of breath, "Did you find out what's going on?"

After listening to the ins and outs, Du Lei was so worried that he scratched his head, "Just wait like this?"

"Then what else?" Song Huan was also very helpless, "The doctor said we can only wait."

"Then what about the shooting?" Du Lei felt bald with worry.

Song Huan glanced at Meng Wen'an and said, "Old Meng? What do you think should be done?"

Du Lei also looked nervously at Meng Wenan.

Meng Wen'an pondered for a while, and said, "If it doesn't improve after three days, Director Du should find a new candidate as soon as possible."

"With the current popularity of "Inside the Drama and Outside the Drama", it should be easy to find someone."

"Two?" Du Lei keenly caught the point of Meng Wen'an's words.

"Yeah." Meng Wenan looked through the glass of the ward to Su Bai who was lying on the bed, "I have to stay so I can take care of A Bai."