Rebirth of the entertainment industry and the return of the queen

Chapter 933
Xia Ling was slightly taken aback, she never thought that going to him by herself was to cause trouble for him?
"Then..." She felt a little uncomfortable, and asked Mother Zhou, "How is he these days? How is his spirit? Did he take his medicine and sleep on time?"

Mother Zhou told her one by one.

Xia Ling said: "Why didn't he answer the calls I called him these days?"

Zhou's mother said: "Electronic products have radiation, and the doctor told me not to use them. If you have anything to say, just tell me, and I will help you pass it on to my husband."

Xia Ling made sense after thinking about it, so she told Mother Zhou: "Be sure to take good care of him. I heard that Wei's family has a folk remedy for cancer, but I have been stopped several times after passing by. Please tell him the news. Maybe there will be a glimmer of hope..." She also knew that there was little hope, but it was like a dying person grabbing the last straw, if you can try, you must try.

Zhou Ma's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"It should be true," Xia Ling was not too sure, "Wei Shaoyin told me that the family had researched a folk remedy many years ago, and the effect was not stable. About...in a thousand cases, only It can cure one case, and the raw materials are very rare, it is useless to find others, you must go to Wei Lingnan."

It's a pity that Wei Lingnan avoided seeing her, even Wei Shaoyin couldn't think about it.

Mother Zhou thanked her a lot: "Thank you, no matter what, it is better to have news than no news, I will definitely tell my husband, if he can be saved, you are his savior!"

Xia Ling gave a few more instructions, raised her head, glanced at the villa, and then left.

The nanny car gradually drove away.

Behind the curtains of the study on the second floor, a man looked out the window, his expression gradually dimming.The dim lamp was as bright as a bean, projecting his originally tall figure on the rosewood bookshelf and the plastered wall, stretched and bent into a strange shape, looking like an old man.

His face was haggard and his eyes were haggard.

Mother Zhou walked to the door lightly: "Sir, Miss Ling is gone."

He nodded: "Very well, bring in the documents sent by Chu Chen and prepare for the five o'clock conference call."

Mother Zhou couldn't bear it: "Sir, your body will be overwhelmed by your continuous work these days! Why do you avoid seeing Miss Ling? With her here, I can still persuade you!"

Pei Ziheng shook his head slightly, and emphasized his tone: "Go and move the documents."

Why doesn't he want Xiao Ling to accompany him?Why don't you want to have her by your side to comfort him all the time, to accompany him through the last years of his life?However, he can't.He couldn't let Xiaoling see him so haggard, like a once towering tree withered like dead, he is her god, her heaven, her belief and reliance...

If it is necessary to leave this world, let him exist in her memory as the most powerful image.

Instead of this sickly, embarrassed man who coughs after a few words.

He avoided her on purpose, didn't answer the phone, and didn't see anyone, just because he didn't dare to see her.

Mother Zhou looked at him with tears in her eyes: "Sir, at least take good care of your body! Miss Ling just said that the Wei family has a folk remedy that may be able to cure your illness! Or, let's ask the Wei family for help." Bar?"

"In Pei Ziheng's dictionary, there is no word for seeking." He said.

If the folk prescription was so good, Xiaoling would probably have come to give it to him long ago, but with her "Xia Family Phoenix" background, why would he waste his time on something that she couldn't even get?If you have the energy, why don't you sort out the family affairs more, choose the next patriarch heir, and do a good job in the smooth transfer of power.

There are so many thoughts, how can he have time to think about his illness?
Pei Ziheng focused on the documents again.

After Xia Ling looked for him a few times, she finally came back to her senses. On this day, she came to the villa again, grabbed Zhou Ma and asked, "Is he hiding from me on purpose?"

Zhou's mother burst into tears: "Miss Ling, please persuade him! Sir, he has been working so hard these days! He doesn't listen to the doctor's words, Mr. Chu's words! The only one who can persuade him now is you !" She intermittently told how desperate Pei Ziheng was, squeezing her limits, and the super-high work intensity was unbearable even for normal people, let alone he was a patient?
Zhou's mother knelt down: "Miss Ling, please, save Mr.!"

Xia Ling was terrified when she heard that, she didn't expect the situation to be so serious, so she hurriedly asked Zhou's mother, "Where is Pei Ziheng now? I'll go find him!"

Zhou's mother gave her the address of a hospital and said, "Mr. has been working overtime until late at night a few days ago. He suddenly coughed and vomited blood last night. He was taken there by ambulance. His condition has stabilized a little bit now."

As I talked, I was about to cry again.

Xia Ling didn't care about comforting her, and hurried into the nanny's car, and told the driver to drive towards the hospital.

It was a very remote hospital, not the one used by the Pei family, and even dignitaries seldom haunted it.On the top floor of the inpatient department, even the conditions in the VIP wards were much worse than those of those big hospitals. The floor in the dimly lit corridor was worn out, and the floor creaked when stepped on.

If it weren't for the two familiar bodyguards in front of the ward, Xia Ling really suspected that she had gone to the wrong place.

The bodyguard tried to stop her: "Miss Ling, Mr. has ordered, no one will disturb you."

Xia Ling stared at them fiercely: "Is it the first day you know me?! Don't you know that I have privileges?!" Saying that, before the two bodyguards could react, they rushed in.

It was very quiet in the ward.

Besides Pei Ziheng on the hospital bed, there was also a handsome young man standing beside the bed.

The boy was wearing an iron-gray suit, with slightly sharp eyes and brows, a bit like him.The two were talking, but when they saw her come in, they stopped.There was a fleeting surprise in Pei Ziheng's expression, as well as a subtle embarrassment: "Xiao Ling, why are you here?"

Xia Ling looked at him.

He looked really bad, he had lost a lot of weight, almost out of shape.

She couldn't help but think of the man in her memory. That year in the orphanage, under the irises in full bloom, she looked up at the floor-to-ceiling glass of the dean's office on the second floor. That man... was tall and handsome, like a god.

How did it become like this?

Her nose was sore and she almost cried out.

Pei Ziheng also felt a little embarrassed, changed the subject, and introduced to her: "Xiao Ling, this is Pei Xiu, the CEO of Emperor Pictures, who just returned from studying in Germany."

Emperor Pictures is a subsidiary of Emperor Entertainment, and Pei Xiu is regarded as Pei Ziheng's direct subordinate, with a high level.Hearing the introduction, Xia Ling was shocked by his young age, but then she thought about it, when Pei Ziheng was appointed to inherit the entire Emperor Entertainment when he was in danger, he was younger, only 16 years old, so it was no surprise.

(End of this chapter)