The Dragon from Hell

Qian Chuan came in after breakfast.

In addition to asking the servants to clean up, he also reminded Chen Chuqing that it was time to go over.

Chen Chuqing asked by the way: "Who is there?"

Qian Chuan said respectfully: "The old lady is seriously ill, and the whole family is very worried."

He knew who Chen Chuqing wanted to ask, but he didn't mention the name, because if others heard it, it would be easy to be criticized.

After saying that the whole family is very worried, he returned to Chen Chuqing's question.

"I see, then please go and prepare the car first, but we will go right away."

"Yes."

Hearing Chen Chuqing's "we", Qian Chuan glanced at Qin Feng and the others calmly, but got off without saying anything.

The Rolls-Royce was still on the road, Chen Chuqing and Qin Feng and An Jiuxiao sat in the back, and Butler Qian was in the co-pilot.

Qin Feng sat in the middle and found that when the Rolls-Royce was on the road, the vehicles in front and behind kept a certain distance from it, so the road was very smooth.

On the way, Chen Chuqing asked about Qian Sujin: "When did the aunt fall ill? She was still full of energy when she called me a few days ago to ask me to come back. How come she fell ill now?"

"Miss, the old lady fell ill yesterday morning."

Qian Chuan explained Qian Sujin's situation in detail: "After all, the old lady is old. The servants found that she didn't get up yesterday morning. In the past, the old lady would get up at five o'clock every morning to deal with documents."

Although Qian Sujin is old, many projects of the Qian family still need her to ask and make decisions.

And if she doesn't show up for some major events, others will not give her face.

This is the saying that an old man in the family is like a treasure.

So even though she is over 70 years old, she still comes to review major projects in the company and then hands them over to the younger generation in the family to handle.

Even if there is no official business, her work and rest schedule will never sleep in.

"But when the servant came in, he found the old lady lying on the bed gasping for breath, her face was very pale, so he immediately notified the family's private doctor."

"The doctor came and judged that the old lady had a sudden heart attack, and immediately contacted the expert team."

"Later, the eldest young master, the second young master, the third young lady, and several young masters and young ladies also came."

"But so far, the real cause of the disease has not been found."

Hearing this, Qin Feng frowned slightly.

Although he only had a rough understanding of some medical skills, he also knew that the disease without a cause was the most terrible, and it was so aggressive and there was no sign before.

He glanced at An Jiuxiao, who seemed to know what he wanted to ask and shook his head slightly.

Meaning, he was not sure without seeing the person.

And he asked An Jiuxiao yesterday. If the old lady had another acute disease, it would be fine as long as he was there.

But if the old lady was completely due to physiological failure, then he couldn't say for sure.

Because physical failure means that the old lady's life span can only end here.

It's like a running machine. If something breaks, An Jiuxiao can fix it.

But if its service life is up, it will be difficult to extend it.

Chen Chuqing seemed very worried and frowned, saying, "I contacted several foreign experts before coming here. They will arrive in three days at the earliest."

"From what you said, housekeeper Qian, it is very likely that my aunt fell down because her organs began to fail."

"If so, I'm afraid..."

It seems that everyone knows that if a person's life span is up, it's useless to force it.

Qian Chuan's face showed no sadness or joy, but he just nodded: "Miss, you have this heart, I believe the old lady will be very happy when she knows it."

Chen Chuqing smiled bitterly: "It would be great if she could wake up and show me happiness. If she can't wake up, all I do is for the living."

Qian Chuan smiled but said nothing.

After the Rolls-Royce drove out of the city, it drove straight to an artificial garden area.

Qin Feng didn't know anything about Feng Shui, but he knew that this garden must have been designed by a master, and it was very old.

In Longguo, private land occupation has long been prohibited, but there are a few people with special identities who can use it for 70 years with unlimited renewal, which is no different from private ownership.

Entering the depths of the garden, you can see a very classic building from the Republic of China from a distance. It seems that the Qian family likes this very much.

Although these buildings have a long history, they are well preserved and experts in this field will regularly repair and maintain them.

As soon as you get off the car and breathe the air away from the hustle and bustle of the world, you will feel relaxed physically and mentally.

Looking at this mansion again, one glance reminds people of the four words "scholarly family".

And this sense of déjà vu is very strong.

An Jiuxiao disdains this.Gu leaned close to Qin Feng's ear and whispered: "Brother Feng, aren't all the Qian family businessmen? Why don't they live in a big villa with high-tech equipment? Why do they live in this kind of house, like a scholarly family?" Qin Feng smiled faintly: "We don't understand the happiness of rich people." Because something big happened at home, almost everyone stayed in the main house. The servants didn't dare to move around at will. The security guards patrolled 24 hours a day, fearing any problems. Chen Chuqing was not a distinguished guest to the Qian family, so it didn't matter if no one greeted her. She just wanted to see her aunt. Under the leadership of Qian Chuan, they entered the main house. There were already many luxury cars outside. It seemed that many people came. Passing through the porch and entering the hall, there were indeed many people. Sitting on the sofa in the middle were two middle-aged men. They were about the same age, both in their forties and fifties, in their middle age, and full of vigor. The one on the left looked kind and calm, and the other thinner one had a more serious face. Sitting on the side was a middle-aged woman who looked to be in her early 40s. She was still charming, but her face was a bit harsh.

As for the others, they ranged in age from old to young. Sitting on the chairs below, they seemed to be relatives of the Qian family.

The poorer the person, the fewer relatives he had. On the contrary, he had too many relatives to count.

This was the case with the Qian family.

The living room, which was originally the size of a basketball court, was full of people, not including the assistants, bodyguards, servants, etc. standing by.

It can be said that even if the Qian family was in crisis, it would not be able to gather so many people.

These were only the direct descendants of Qian Sujin. As for Qian Sujin's brothers, they had not returned from abroad. Qian Chuan said that they would arrive today. By then, I am afraid that the two basketball courts would not be able to accommodate them.

The atmosphere in the room was very dull, and everyone frowned and looked sad.

But if you look closely, you can tell that some people are worried about something other than the old lady's health.

They entered the door in a low-profile manner, so no one noticed.

It was Qian Chuan who took the initiative to step forward and said to the kind-looking middle-aged man: "Sir, Miss Chen is here."