Kicked Out of the Rich Family at the Beginning Chapter 340

Chapter 340 Chapter 341 Azian's trump card, MTR Research Institute!

 Jiangjing Theater.

Xue Na brought the documents to Gao Shu's residence. Gao Shu had been busy with the Jiang family for a long time, and the theater had accumulated a lot of things. "I'll help you with everything I can handle. I haven't touched Vice President Ji's side."

 Ji Yinghui is still the vice-president, and he has become much more honest in the past six months.

  But Xue Na knew how to behave and knew that he was always keeping an eye on Gao Shu.

Gao Shu pulled up the chair and sat down, her eyelids drooping slightly, and the tiredness was obvious between her brows.

"Also, I'm also in contact with MTR, but they haven't responded yet," Xue Na continued to reply, "Dean Gu has negotiations with MTR, and the information is all with Mr. Jiang."

Gao Shu listened and took a deep breath.

 She has been under a lot of pressure recently. She has to take care of both the Jiang family and her work. She can't act strange yet, and she can only show her true emotions in the hospital and in front of her confidants.

Xue Na ground a cup of black coffee for her and silently placed it next to Gao Shu's hand.

She could only try her best to help Gao Shu stabilize the theater.

Gao Shu picked up the coffee and opened the file while drinking it. Next to her, her cell phone rang.

 It belongs to Chen Yongkun.

 “Chen Bureau?” She put down her coffee and picked it up, placing her hand on the document.

On the other end of the phone, Director Chen looked at a little scarlet fire under the night wind and the cold silhouette that he couldn't see clearly. He also wanted to touch a cigarette and said: "Miss Bai, I know."

Gao Shu stood up from the chair and wanted to scold Chen Ju.

 He wanted to speak but stopped.

“She is going to see Mr. Jiang,” Director Chen said directly. “Should I report to the Jiang family and take her there?”

Bai Zian doesn't know, so he can keep it secret for a while.

 But now she knows that Director Chen doesn't think he has the guts to refuse Bai Zian.

However, Jiang Fuli was heavily protected. If he wanted to cross the Jiang family and take Bai Qian there, he would need the consent of a bunch of people.

"Okay," Gao Shu picked up the coffee again and took a deep breath, "I just returned to the theater. We will meet at the hospital then. As for how she gets in, I will tell her."

 She had the same idea as Bureau Chen. Since Bai Zian knew about this, he would definitely take her to see it.

 At least it is confirmed that Jiang Fuli's life is not in danger now.

 Jiangjia Private Hospital.

The hospital, which covers a small area, is heavily guarded inside and outside.

 Gao Shu had already arrived ahead of Chen Ju.

 Waiting at the door.

Jiang Xijue was also behind Gao Shu. Beside him, the special assistant was a little confused, "Dean Gao has turned back. Are you still going to the mansion at night?"

“Is the Luo family here?” Jiang Xijue tilted his head.

"Please, please. It's not clear yet whether he will come. For more accurate information, we may have to go to the Qinglong Bar to find their intelligence network. The Third Young Master is already in contact with them."

 The third young master in his mouth is naturally Xu Nanjing.

Jiang Xijue pondered slightly, "Wait a little longer."

The special assistant knew what he meant, so he took two steps back and stood aside respectfully, but curiously.

It's so late, who are Jiang Xijue and Gao Shu waiting for?

 The old man of the Chen family went upstairs by himself in the past two days.

 Two minutes later, a black car stopped at the gate.

 The special assistant noticed that Jiang Xijue's body immediately tensed up.

Gao Shu also raised her head. She looked at the back seat and saw a girl opening the car door and getting out.

  Did not look at other people, only raised his head and looked at the structure of the entire hospital.

Bai Zian was wearing a light-colored skirt today, and she still carried her usual literati aura. The light from the gate shone on her face, giving her a strange calmness.

Her calm reaction was not what Gao Shu expected. She took a step forward and said, "Ah."

Bai Xian raised her feet and walked up the steps step by step. As she walked, poppies of different colors were revealed in the Baidu skirt, "Aunt Gao."

The voice was terrifyingly calm.

Gao Shu looked at Bai Zian who was so calm, feeling surprised and confused.

"Let's go." She didn't have time to think too much. She reached out and patted Bai Qian's back gently, gesturing for her to go upstairs with her. "I'll take you up to take a look."

 Upstairs.

Ming Dongheng was still standing outside the door of Jiang Fuli's ward, closing his eyes slightly like a door god.

Hearing the sound, his eyelids moved slightly, his fingers were placed on the holster at his waist, and he suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the stairs.

At the top of the stairs, Bai Zian and Gao Shu came up side by side.

Seeing the figure on the left, Ming Dongheng stopped holding his finger on the holster and stood up straight. At this moment, as if he saw the backbone, his whole body relaxed: "Miss Bai."

 “How long?” Bai Zian raised his eyes and looked at the people inside through the glass.

Ming Dongheng's eyes were black and blue, “Twelve days.”

"Well," Bai Zian raised his hand, "Let's go back and rest first. Come back when you are refreshed."

Hearing Bai Xian's words, Gao Shu and Jiang Xijue raised their heads. They wanted to tell Bai Xian that Ming Dongheng only listened to Jiang Fuli's words, and he was the only person Jiang Fuli took away before he fell into coma.

During this period, he even slept with his eyes slightly closed and did not dare to fall asleep deeply.

Even though the people coming were Jiang Xijue and Gao Shu, he never felt relieved.

In the past twelve days, many people have advised Ming Dongheng to go to sleep first, but Ming Dongheng has not even left the door of the ward.

I originally thought that Bai Zian said the same thing, but I didn't expect that Ming Dongheng straightened his collar and bent slightly towards Bai Zian, "Yes, Miss Bai."

 After saying that, he walked directly to the stairs.

  Didn't even stop for half a second.

This attitude was far beyond the expectations of Gao Shu and Jiang Xijue. The two looked at each other, surprised again.

Jiang Fuli's safety is the top priority. Ming Dongheng doesn't trust anyone and has been holding on until now.

Bai Zian left with just one word?

 Haven't you mobilized your subordinates to replace him?

Jiang Xijue was stunned for a moment, then tilted his head and said to the special assistant, "Inform Butler Jiang and ask Jiang Yunjian to come over urgently."

beside. Bai Qian kept looking through the glass at the people inside, "What's going on?"

Gao Shu came to her senses, walked to Bai Zian, and explained: "When he was eight years old, he also fell into a coma once. Similar to this situation, it took him two months to wake up."

Now that Bai Zian knows, Gao Shu doesn't want her to worry.

Pretending to be relaxed, he said, "Don't worry, the doctor said his physical signs are very good and nothing will happen to him. It will be fine when he wakes up."

On the top floor, the lighting is not so obvious, making Bai Zian's face look particularly cold.

 The silence seemed to contain a suppressed anger.

Bai Qian just looked at the glass and said nothing. After a long period of silence, she breathed out a shallow breath, turned her eyes slightly and looked at Jiang Xijue behind her, "I'll send someone here."

Jiang Xijue was stunned and quickly said, "Okay."

Jiang Fuli has 100% trust in Bai Qian. When he was in Jiangjing last year, he revealed this idea to the people around him.

 You can tell by looking at Ming Dongheng's performance.

Bai Zian took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, "Where is it?"

"Jiangjing Avenue, bend." The person who answered the phone was Mao Kun. He parked his motorcycle on the side of the road, took off his black helmet with one hand, and leaned on his legs slightly to answer Bai Qian's call with one hand.

Hearing Bai Qian's extremely calm voice, Mao Kun didn't smile playfully.

 “Come to me.” Bai Zian gave him an address and said nothing.

 At nine o'clock, there were not many people on the road.

Mao Kun clicked on WeChat and saw the address sent by Bai Qian. It was on Jiangjing Avenue, but it looked like a private restricted area.

 He put on his helmet again and drove this way.

 This way.

After making a phone call with Mao Kun, Bai Qian gave Jiang Xijue the color and license plate number of Mao Kun's motorcycle.

 Then he stood by the glass window and sent a message to Ji Heng, "Can I go in and see him?"

 She asked Gao Shu.

Gao Shu nodded, "Okay, I'll ask the doctor to get two sets of sterile clothes and go in together."

beside.

Jiang Xijue's special assistant called him aside and whispered to Jiang Xijue about the mansion, "The descendant of the Luo family will come later. Are you still going?"

“I'm not going to go yet. Is there any news from the Qinglong Bar?”

The two people's voices were very low.

Gao Shu didn't hear it clearly, but Bai Qian heard it clearly. She turned her head slightly, her eyebrows were very light, and she held the phone in her right hand.

 Wait for the attending doctor to come.

Putting on her coat, Gao Shu pressed the code at the door and took Bai Zian into the house.

 The temperature in the ward is two degrees lower than outside.

The ventilator and heart rate monitor were still there, and the heart rate on the device was beating. Bai Zian looked at the green line, and his eyes fell on Jiang Fuli's face, standing quietly by the bed.

 Stretch out your hand to touch his hand outside the quilt.

Even through medical gloves, it was as cold as ever.

Bai Xian's eyelashes trembled, and her fingertips moved slowly to his pulse.

She had a very strange pulse and squinted her eyes slightly.

Outside.

 A man in his thirties came in from outside and looked at Jiang Xijue, "Mr. Jiang, where is Mr. Ming?"

"Mr. Ming has gone back to rest," Jiang Xijue said seriously, "Until he comes back, Yunjian, you have to stay here 24 hours a day. I will ask the Chen family to send someone over soon."

Jiang Yunjian nodded, then looked at Gao Shu and Bai Qian who were walking outside, frowning slightly: "Who is that next to Dean Gao?"

 He does not know Bai Zian.

“Miss Bai.” Jiang Xijue only said three words to Jiang Yunjian.

“Miss Bai?” Jiang Yunjian only knew her by name. This was the first time he saw her in person. “What is she doing here?”

Jiang Xijue glanced at him and said, "Just protect this threshold before Mr. Ming comes back."

 Not long.

 Bai Zian came out with Gao Shu and others.

 The door was closed, Bai Zian took off his mask and asked the doctor, "So what's the situation now?"

The doctor didn't know Bai Qian's identity, so he stood quietly beside Gao Shu. After receiving Gao Shu's instructions, he explained, "Master Jiang fell into a deep coma. We haven't found the specific cause before. We want to analyze it further. Maybe MTR has recently The brainwave analysis of the research can reveal something, but these..."

The doctor also hesitated.

  MTR sells Jiang Fuli's face, but they don't give other people's face.

 The most important thing is that Jiang Fuli hasn't woken up yet, and they don't dare to reveal the news that Jiang Fuli is unconscious.

Jiang Xijue is in charge of the Jiang family enterprise, and he doesn't know that group of geniuses in the world.

"I'm in contact," Gao Shu pretended to be relaxed, "Don't worry, Aji, Dean Gu is communicating with them."

 Dean Gu is very familiar with them, it just takes a little time.

It is not a trivial matter to move this large-scale new instrument to China.

Bai Zian took out his cell phone, scrolled down, and found Lance's WeChat account. Without raising his head, he just asked calmly, "What is the name of the instrument you need?"

Gao Shu was surprised.

 The doctor next to him subconsciously replied to Bai Qian, "LNight - the third generation."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Zian dialed WeChat. It was still daytime on the other end of the phone with Lance. He was wearing a floral shirt and lazily said hello to Bai Zian, "Hi, Bai."

There are two people around me who are grade A. I am stronger and very good. I hope you are as good as me! Good night today!

　　(End of this chapter)

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