Only the eldest, who isolated himself from the rest, the inscrutable eldest, she, Xiao Shuzhu, couldn’t figure out what exactly he was thinking, as if he harbored many secrets.
"You—" Xiao Jianming propped himself up with one hand on the surface of his desk, slowly rising as if it took all his strength to stand, and looked at his son, "Who—whose words did you listen to—"
"I haven’t listened to anyone. It’s just that the truth, which is forever factual, cannot be concealed by paper," Xiao Yebai said, his tone ice-cold, as if the man standing before him had no connection to him at all.
Xiao Jianming’s other hand touched the front of his shirt.
Uncle Tang began to shout in alarm, "Chairman, Chairman, how do you feel?" Then he yanked the still, unresponsive Xiao Yebai, "Young Master, the Chairman is sick, please hold back your words!"
What?
Was his own father sick?
Xiao Shuzhu was taken aback. She knew very well that if all matters remained unclear before Xiao Jianming truly collapsed, the consequences would be dire. Including her, it was likely that she’d be left holess.
"Dad, Dad—" Xiao Shuzhu rushed out from her hiding place by the door and headed straight for the people in the office.
Xiao Yebai watched her burst through the office door in a flash, a glint in his eyes fleeting by.
Xiao Shuzhu had no ti to think of anything else now and quickly directed those present, "Call an ambulance, quickly call for an ambulance! Notify Dean Gao!"
As Xiao Jianming slumped in his office chair, his complexion ashen and lips turning purple, completely unable to issue any orders, Uncle Tang had no choice but to follow Xiao Shuzhu’s commands.
Because according to legal procedures, only direct relatives could make decisions about where a patient seeks dical treatnt at such a ti.
Hearing that the real major shareholder was ill, Dean Gao personally took an ambulance to retrieve the client.
At this ti, Gu Nuan had been transferred to a more private single room in the hospital, one under the control of Tang Sili.
The floor below was in chaos, the news of the Dean personally attending to a patient signified a serious matter, and as it quickly spread, it ant the whole hospital was in an uproar.
To avoid the outside situation affecting the patients’ recovery inside, especially those with brain injuries who needed more peace, Ou Yanan calmly pulled the thick white curtains over the window and kept her phone turned off.
Not far away, Tang Sili’s phone began to ring. He answered and listened to the caller before asking, "Is the Dean sure he needs my help?"
Originally, Dean Gao didn’t want to involve Tang Sili at all, but then he thought, if Xiao Jianming’s illness truly was complicated and there was no one as capable as Tang Sili to ensure safety on the scene, it was unsettling, at least for him.
Tang Sili was such a talent, he was both loved and feared. They couldn’t do without him, but when they had him, there was always the fear that one day he might climb over their heads.
It seed Dean Gao said sothing flattering on the other end of the line, to which Tang Sili responded readily, "The Dean is a generous man, I’ve always liked this about him. Alright, just rember to transfer the fee to my account later."
After finishing, he hung up the call, turned to Ou Yanan, and said, "Dr. Ou, stay here to monitor Mrs. Xiao’s condition. I’m making a house call, I should be back soon."
Ou Yanan’s gaze returned to the face on the hospital bed.
Gu Nuan lay there, quiet and still. Although she claid not to like sleeping pills, given her condition, they had secretly added so dicine to her IV to stabilize her nerves.
"Call if anything happens. Rest assured, Mr. Xiao is my top priority," Tang Sili said, his words sounding like a reassurance to a student of his own.
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