Chapter 17

The floor is paved with black marble.Antique table case carved from rosewood.A pair of rare ancient vases from Jingdezhen.The crystal lamp did not release its light for the owner, it was as silent as day.Only orange wall lamps were lit in the study.The light was faint, cut through the night gently, and sprinkled on Ouyang Yingting's thin shoulders.Sitting in a comfortable easy chair and flipping through the documents on the table, he seemed a little absent-minded.The snow-white paper slipped through his hands page by page, but he forgot to sign in the lower right corner.In the past, the fine-boned fingers would hold the delicate pen, draw several strokes smoothly, and a beautiful signature would appear on the paper.

Butler Park has been standing outside the door for a long time.

"Cough." He walked slowly to Ouyang Yingting's side and coughed lightly.Ouyang Yingting raised his head, the old man's wrinkled face made his heart ache suddenly.He suppressed his sorrow and put on a charming smile.Since he was a toddler, Steward Park followed him like a loving father, protecting him carefully.Seeing him fall, the old man will be more nervous than himself being injured.

Ouyang Yingting put down the pen in her hand, and said gently: "It's so late, you should rest!"

"It's up to me to say this. Did you forget what the doctor said today? Your body can no longer withstand such day and night work. The last time... just take a good rest and relax." The old man couldn't help but look pale when he said this There were tears, and the voice was choked up.

The doctor said that his condition has deteriorated rapidly, and now he only has four months to live... "No need," he gently held the old man's hand, "it is precisely because he is dying that he has to take care of his hands." Otherwise, how can you hand over the company to the person who takes over? Go to sleep first, I will go to bed after reading the documents!"

"But you seem to be a little absent-minded today, and you haven't eaten dinner. What's the matter?" The old man became more and more worried.

Ouyang Yingting stood up slowly, and silently walked to the window. "I don't know why, but today I always feel that something is going to happen, and I feel nervous and irritable for no reason."

"Is there any side effect of the new medicine given by Dr. Lin today?!" The old man became nervous.

He turned his head slowly. "No, this feeling is exactly the same as that night 11 years ago. I can't breathe because of the oppression. Tell me, is it because my parents have something to do?"

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and comforted him: "Of course not. Didn't nothing happen that night 11 years ago? There are so many people around the master and wife to take care of him, so nothing will happen. Even if something happens, Driver Yang I will definitely notify you as soon as possible. Young master, don't think too much, go to rest early, you may be too tired recently!"

Ouyang Yingting nodded, then looked up at the sky.

In a Russian hospital.

Su Qi's sanity has been blurred.He was also unconscious of the Russian language that the doctors Ren spoke in the operating room, which he did not understand.

Suddenly, the heartbeat stopped! !The doctors increased the current again...

When Ouyang Yingting passed the table case, her heart suddenly felt like a needle prick, and she accidentally broke a vase when she raised her hand to caress her chest.Holding back the pain, he half knelt on the ground and picked up the pieces.

Steward Pu rushed over upon hearing the sound, and immediately ordered someone to clean up the debris.Ouyang Yingting walked out of the study in a daze.Steward Pu looked at his back, lowered his head inadvertently, and found blood on the floor! !

(End of this chapter)

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