Mysterious president, get away from me!

The housekeeper took a look at Lin Lanyao, who was sitting on the bench and didn't say a word. He went a little farther and said in a low voice, "someone broke into the house last night and hurt the old man. The old man is seriously injured and is still in emergency treatment."

"How could that be?" Jianning frowned anxiously. "The good old man has his own way. He will be better. What about LAN Yao? "

"The young master stayed out of the operating room all night. He was not in good spirits..."

Jenning bit her lip painfully. "Has he eaten yet?"

"The young master said he had no appetite..."

Jane Ning's delicate brow is about to twist into a knot, "how can we not eat... Please help him, I'll be in the hospital soon."

Jianning grabbed her handbag, ran to the intersection quickly, stopped a taxi, then called Gao Bo to explain the situation to him, and then said, "assistant Gao, I don't trust Lin and Dong Lin. I want to go to the hospital to see them. I'll ask you what happened in the company."

"Well, don't worry. I'll take care of it. Take good care of President Lin

After getting out of the car, Jianning ran to a nearby restaurant, packed a piece of preserved egg and lean meat porridge that Lin Lanyao liked, bought fresh egg tarts and two drinks from the cake shop next door, and rushed to the hospital.

In the long corridor, on the bench outside the operating room, there are two people, one is the housekeeper of the Lin family's old house, the other is Lin Lanyao.

Lin Lanyao is still wearing pajamas and slippers. He has knees on his elbows, his head slightly drooping, and his back slightly arched. He can't see the expression on his face clearly, and his whole body exudes a gloomy atmosphere.

Jianning saw him like this. She felt a pain in her heart. She quickly walked over and sat down beside him. She said in a soft voice, "Lan Yao, grandfather will be fine. Don't worry too much. Can you have something to eat first?"

Lin Lanyao slowly raised his head, slightly side face, looked at her, narrow Phoenix eyes floating pain glacier, between the eyebrows and eyes covered with light fatigue and pain, delicate thin Chin has emerged cyan stubble, see her heart is almost broken.

He thin lips slightly a sip, voice hoarse, "no, I have no appetite."

Jianning was so distressed that she wanted to hold him and comfort him. She pursed her lips, quickly took out the preserved egg and lean meat porridge, opened the lid, stirred it gently with a small spoon, scooped it, blew it, fed it to his mouth, and said softly, "eat a little, just eat a little."

Lin Lanyao looked at her deeply. She looked at him pitifully and said, "eat a little, please..."

He pulled the corners of his lips silently, and finally opened his mouth to hold the spoon of porridge.

Jane Ning had a look of joy on her face. When he swallowed, she quickly scooped up the second spoon and fed it to his mouth.

Looking at her eager eyes, Lin Lanyao can't refuse. Even if he has no appetite, he still obediently swallows half a bowl of porridge.

"I can't eat any more." He held her hand as she fed the spoon to his mouth again.

"Well, if you can't eat it, you won't eat it." She gently smile, put away the take away box, and then picked up the box of egg tarts, soft voice said, "just out of the oven egg tarts, also try it?"

He nodded slightly. She quickly took out an egg tart from the box and fed it to his mouth. Then she kindly gave it to the housekeeper. She guessed that Lan Yao was not in the mood to eat, and the housekeeper must not be in the mood to eat either.

When Lin Lanyao finished eating the egg tart, Jianning took out a paper towel and wiped the corners of his lips carefully. Then she gave him a drink and handed the rest to the housekeeper.

Looking at him in his pajamas, you can guess how urgent he came to the hospital last night. She gave him a haircut and said in a soft voice, "Lan Yao, I'll go to your house and bring you a suit."

"Well, good." Lin Lanyao handed her a key.

Jianning went to the end of the corridor and couldn't help looking back at Lin Lanyao. He was still sitting quietly in the distance, just like a stone carving. Her heart was sore and sour. She quickly turned back, touched the wet corners of her eyes and quickly walked to the elevator.

Jianning takes a taxi to Lin Lanyao's villa. He once invited her to the villa for a candlelight dinner, so she is still familiar with the villa. She quickly goes upstairs to his bedroom, takes a set of clothes he usually wears in the cloakroom, goes to the bathroom to get his cleaning supplies, and then rushes to the hospital.

Back in the hospital, Lin Lanyao is still sitting on the bench in the same posture. The light in the operating room is still on, and the old man's fate is uncertain.

Jianning breathlessly gives things to Lin Lanyao. Lin Lanyao looks at her deeply and whispers "hard work". Then she goes to the bathroom to change clothes and take care of herself. When he appeared in front of Jianning again, he was no longer a dejected and dreary figure, but more cold and strong.

Jianning was a little relieved and sat on the chair with him waiting for the end of the operation. After waiting for more than ten minutes, the light in the operating room finally went out, the door was wide open, and the medical staff were tired and walked out slowly.

"Doctor, how's my grandfather?"

The chief surgeon at the front took off his mask, looked sorry and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, we've tried our best."

When Mr. Lin was sent to the hospital, he was almost dead. Even after seven or eight hours of rescue, he still stopped beating on the operating table.

Lin Lanyao's brain hummed like an explosion. It was blank in a moment. Her tall and straight body was shocked, and she almost fell down. Jianning quickly held him. Seeing that his face was as white as gold paper, she felt uncomfortable. She wanted to comfort him, but she didn't know how to open her mouth, so she had to hold him firmly.

The whole world suddenly became dim, in front of a hazy, Lin Lanyao foot instability, body began to lose weight, heart kept falling, falling, ear, it seems that someone is saying something, but he can't hear a word clearly, constantly spinning a thought in his mind: No, grandfather is not, his only family in the world, is not!

His eyes were lax and his face was frighteningly white. He stood in the same place like a puppet without vitality. Jianning was heartbroken and frightened when she saw it. She suddenly hugged him tightly and called him, "Lanyao, Lanyao... If you feel bad, please cry..."

His heart seems to have been torn apart and it's hard to breathe. Lin Lanyao looks pale and looks at the medical staff pushing the old man's body away. His throat seems to have been blocked up with a ball of cotton, and it seems to have been tightly held by people's fingers. Even if he opens his mouth, he makes a little sound.

Deep in his throat, there was a smell of fishy and sweet. He suddenly clenched his fist and hit the wall with one punch. His knuckles were worn out and blood came out. He seemed to be unaware of the pain. Then he raised his arm and hit the wall with one punch. The white wall was stained with blood, which was shocking.

Jianning was so distressed that she hugged his arm in tears. "Don't do this, Lanyao. Please don't do this... Grandfather will be sad to see you like this too..."

The housekeeper of "young master" was full of tears, while wiping tears, he advised him, "the old master is not clear. You should find out the murderer for him, so as to comfort his spirit in heaven! Lin family, Lin family also needs you to carry, you can't be knocked down, you need to cheer up quickly! "

Lin Lanyao raised his arm and slowly fell down. Blood trickled down his fingers. He closed his eyes dejectedly. By his ear, there came the sobs of Jianning, and the soothing sound of the old manager's voice. The chaos in his brain gradually dispersed, and the beating of his heart became more and more powerful

Yes, my grandfather didn't know who the killer was. How could he be knocked down by grief? Grandfather is looking forward to him supporting the Lin family and carrying forward the cause of the Lin family. How can he let grandfather down?

The early morning sun shines through the window glass on the corridor of the hospital. Lin Lanyao's tall and straight body stands in the same place like a stone carving. Jianning takes out a handkerchief from her handbag and bandages the wound on the back of his hand. At this time, a flurry of footsteps comes, accompanied by a woman's panicked cry, "how's the old man, Lanyao? Is he all right? "