Chapter 142: 123 Uncle Wu said, I’m waiting for you in the room (3 updates) Chapter 142: 123 Uncle Wu said, I’m waiting for you in the room (3 updates) The Jiang couple accompanied Tang Yunxian, taking the elderly Mr. Tang to the hospital for an examination. Jiang Jinsang also went along, ntioning he wanted to see the doctor because he used to et regularly with Zhou Zhongqing in Beijing. The Jiang family didn’t ask any further questions.
Jiang Yanting had to go to the company, so the entire Jiang household quieted down.
The grandmother was sitting in the living room, soothing her great-grandchild with opera, and upon seeing Tang Wan coming downstairs, she slightly frowned, “Are you going out?”
“Mm, I couldn’t sleep, and today at noon I want to cook myself, to make so Pingjiang specialty dishes for you.” She would feel embarrassed to really let others serve her in soone else’s ho.
“No need, you go rest. We have a maid to cook.”
“It’s okay, I don’t have anything else to do, just idling around. Where is the nearest market? I’ll go buy so things and also take Jiangjiang out for a walk.”
Jiangjiang was already dressed, ready to head out at any mont.
The maid responsible for cooking went out with them, and the grandmother watched them leave, her smile growing even more gratified.
“Madam, Miss Tang is really nice, she can cook, is sensible, speaks gently, and is patient with children,” the Jiang family mbers comnted with a laugh.
“That’s for sure,” humd the grandmother, bursting into a little tune. After all…
She had taken a liking to her; as the saying goes, ‘Judge a life by how one acts at three years old’, her judgnt was still quite good.
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anwhile, Jiang Jinsang and the elderly Mr. Tang had arrived at the hospital. Zhou Zhongqing gave him a check-up and then arranged for a comprehensive physical examination. Since different departnts were involved, they inevitably had to run around between floors, and though the examination ti wasn’t long, the ti spent traveling and queuing was a drag.
Seeing that the person was brought in by Jiang Zhenhuan, the hospital considered giving the elderly Mr. Tang priority access.
The old man however chuckled, “That’s not necessary. I’m not here for an ergency. It’s not easy for anyone who cos to the hospital. I’ll just wait in line like everyone else, no need for any special treatnt.”
Jiang Jinsang then had a private chat with Zhou Zhongqing, learning that he had fallen ill again last night. Zhou Zhongqing knitted his brows, “So how are you feeling right now? Chest tightness? Shortness of breath or any pain anywhere else?”
“Nothing serious, maybe just a bit of fatigue and weakness.”
“It wasn’t as severe as before; no wonder you didn’t call last night.”
“Perhaps Wanwan noticed it in ti and took good care of for a while…”
Zhou Zhongqing slightly frowned, feeling like this young man was flaunting his bliss.
…
At the sa ti, Qi Zeyan was also in the hospital.
This hospital was the closest to his ho; his cold had lasted several days and finally led to a lung infection and throat inflammation, forcing his family to bring him to the hospital.
Assistant Xiaozhu, along with his own assistant, rushed to the hospital and spotted their boss from afar in the infusion room.
The girl following him grimaced fiercely.
Wearing a mask and still wearing sunglasses, with an IV back on his hand, the sickness had beaten him down, but his slicked-back hair was still immaculate —
Absolutely unbelievable!
What brand of hair gel did he use?
If not for that strikingly slick hair, he really would have been hard to spot.
“Assistant Xiaozhu.” As the two approached Qi Zeyan, she couldn’t help but ask, “Does the boss’s hair stay like that even when he’s asleep?”
Assistant Xiaozhu raised an eyebrow at her, “I haven’t slept with him, how would I know!”
“…” She gave a wry smile, “Aren’t you his assistant? You’ve been with him a long ti and also travel with him, right?”
“If I can enter his room, his hair is always neatly done.”
“Has our boss started wearing a wig or sothing!” Otherwise, how could his hair stay like that.
Assistant Xiaozhu stumbled a bit, nearly falling, “Don’t talk nonsense.”
Once they finally reached him, Qi Zeyan coughed twice. They waited until the dication in his arm finished dripping, and then they left.
“Should I take you ho?” asked Assistant Xiaozhu in a low voice.
“Back to the office. I have so things to take care of today,” Qi Zeyan’s voice was so hoarse he could hardly speak.
The girl at his side slightly raised an eyebrow; just before a nurse ca to remove his IV, she ntioned he was brought in with a nearly 40-degree fever. Still working even when this sick?
Indeed, successful individuals only strive harder…
It was winter, and if not for his slicked-back hairdo, he actually wouldn’t be so conspicuous wearing sunglasses and a mask. For a mont, he thought he saw Tang Yunxian, but when he turned back, the person was gone.
He squinted, trying to see more clearly, but there was nothing.
“Did you just see Mr. Tang?” Qi Zeyan leaned closer to his assistant and asked quietly.
Assistant Xiaozhu looked around bewilderedly, “No.”
Qi Zeyan frowned; could it be his feverish mind and blurry vision deceiving him?
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