Doctor Peerless

Chapter 222 Illness

Chapter 222 Illness
Hong Kong City, Lu House.

Before dawn, a Mercedes-Benz car drove up the mountain road of Repulse Bay, with twists and turns, and finally stopped at the gate of Luzhai Manor without going in. The old man inside didn't like the smell of car exhaust, even if the old man went out by himself, Also with the help of a servant, he walked out step by step across the bluestone slab.

At 05:30, the old man should be out to exercise.

When Zhang Moli entered, the servant was boiling water and preparing refreshments in the sun room built on the lawn.

Arriving at the gate of the villa, the old man just came out. Zhang Moli found that the wrinkles on his face had sunk a lot. He was nearly [-] years old and every day was a countdown. He already had digestive dysfunction. The doctor told him not to I had tea, but he didn't listen, and often said: "I'm getting old, I don't have a few days to live, and you still don't let me drink tea, so what's the difference between living and dying?"

Zhang Moli respected the old man, because the old man had watched her grow up, and met Lu Xiang in college. It had been decades, and seeing that she was almost at the time when she met the old man for the first time, she couldn't help but sigh.

"Uncle Lu."

The old man smiled and nodded: "Jasmine..."

He glanced back, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes: "Did Shuangshuang come with you?"

"No, it's filming. I'm busy with work. I think it will be over in a month or two. She also said that she misses you." Zhang Moli panicked, but nothing happened. Her beloved granddaughter went to Africa, and none of them dared to talk to the old man. explain.

"It's important to be busy with your career, so tell her not to worry about it." The old man, like all old people, always duplicity when it comes to caring about his children and grandchildren. If an old man like this walks outside, no one will know that he is the richest couple in the world. One of the invisible rich.

When the old lady went out, Zhang Moli looked away, and couldn't help but sighed, she still blamed He Congshuang in her heart, thinking of the phone call in the middle of the night last night, she had a headache, rubbed her temples, she went into the room went.

I knocked on the door of Lu Xiang's room, but there was no response from inside. Mr. Lu doesn't get up so early, and she is often busy until midnight.

Zhang Moli pushed the door open and entered, but the movement still woke up the people inside.

Lu Xiang Mimeng opened her eyes, and glanced at Zhang Moli. She was obviously surprised, and her consciousness was not enough for her to think too much. After slowly sitting up, she rubbed the center of her brows and said, "It's so early? What's the matter?"

"Cong Shuang called me."

Lu Xiang smiled wryly: "Don't you have a laissez-faire attitude towards her? Why are you in a hurry? And last time you said that you are free when she is not here, so take a good vacation."

Zhang Moli looked at her steadfastly, without speaking.

Feeling something was wrong, Lu Xiang frowned and said, "Tell me, what's wrong?"

"Cong Shuang asked me to find the person in charge of the African branch."

"African branch?" Lu Xiang didn't realize it for a while. Zhang Moli had left the head office for many years, and now she is mainly in charge of He Congshuang's business management.

It wasn't until she was stunned for half a second that she came back to her senses: "The African branch is mainly engaged in raw ore mining. It has nothing to do with your business, right? Why does she find the person in charge?"

Zhang Moli didn't keep her secrets anymore, because the matter was more serious: "Your daughter, call me... and say that she has [-] kilograms of gold to sell, and sell it to the African branch."

The words fall.

The eyes of both of them became confused...

Yes, Zhang Moli received a call in the middle of the night, and she didn't sleep in the second half of the night. She kept thinking about what was going on, and finally thought of it now, but she didn't understand what was going on.

He Congshuang hung up the phone before he could ask.

She knew He Congshuang's temperament, she didn't say it clearly, she just didn't like to say it, and she never told adults what she didn't like to say.

"Didn't say what happened?"

"If I did, I wouldn't come to you in a hurry."

Even Lu Xiang couldn't help gasping at this moment: "Hiss... five hundred, five hundred kilograms, where did she get it?"

Shock is one aspect, but the eyes of both of them are also full of anxiety and worry.

The Lu family was originally engaged in the business of resources, so they naturally knew the situation of the solidification of the industry. Medium to large gold mines are in the hands of the state and large groups. Most of the small gold mines are of low grade and unstable. unrealistic.

And the lower the level, the more terrifying the strife, five hundred kilograms, tens of millions of meters of gold, the money touches people's hearts, this is a huge amount of money that can kill people.

He Congshuang, who has only been in Africa for less than half a year, where did he get so much gold?

Zhang Moli couldn't give an answer, and the intention of coming here now was to ask Lu Xiang for a solution.

Lu Xiang pondered for a long time, and suddenly said: "But... she is not a random person."

"..." Zhang Moli couldn't laugh or cry, it's time like this, can you stop being so calm?

Is He Congshuang your own?
of course.

Lu Xiang's thinking is also logical. Although five hundred kilograms of gold is a huge sum of money, considering He Congshuang's education and personal character, he is indeed not a person who would break the law.

To be honest, it's only 2000 million US dollars. If it falls into the account, the girl can still be happy for two days. If there are hundreds of kilograms of 'yellow ore' that needs to be liquidated, she will find it troublesome.

He Congshuang is not short of money, and her Lu family is not short of money.

"What do you think?" Lu Xiang asked.

Zhang Moli said: "I just don't know what to do, so I came to you."

"I have decided?"

"Otherwise, Lu Xiang, can you look like a mother?"

"It's not that I don't want to be a mother, it's that some people don't treat me as my daughter. Forget it...Since you said it, then follow my advice...you go and help her with things, and then ..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhang Moli understood: "Bring her back?"

"You won't be used to her temper again, will you?"

Zhang Moli took a deep breath, and couldn't help but glance towards the direction of the window. The outside was blocked by curtains, but the old man should be doing morning exercises on the lawn outside this window.

and so……

"I'll bring her back."

Lu Xiang smiled and nodded: "Then I'll arrange a plane for you, when can I leave?"

"In an hour."

……

at the same time.

He Congshuang sneezed, she had a cold.

When she was having dinner in the afternoon, she didn't come over. It was Zhou Sheng who took little Jie Laer to Desi's daughter's residence and woke her up.

Then I was in a daze along the way, and I kept sniffing my nose while eating...

Zhou Sheng confirmed one thing, the goddess is also a human being, and she is also subject to illness.

"Two ways, injection or medicine?"

"Intramuscular injection has the fastest effect, and taking medicine takes a little longer."

He Congshuang looked up at him...

For the first time, he saw timidity in her eyes: "There is no third way? For example, self-healing?"

Zhou Sheng couldn't laugh or cry, how old is he, how can he be afraid of injections and medicine?
"The immune system is reduced due to overwork. I don't think your body has the quality to heal itself, so hurry up and choose."

"Eat, take medicine!"

then.

He Congshuang regretted it.

The medicine is not a cold granule, not an antibiotic decoction piece, but a large pot of traditional Chinese medicine cooked in a casserole.

Just the smell made her dry eyes, which were already uncomfortable, shed tears.

But in the end, she pinched her nose and drank it...

"It's better than an injection."

"If tomorrow is not good, we will fight."

"You..." Lao He was a little angry.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like