He Sang and Liang Jishen had a shocking and scandalous doomed romance.
It began with an accident, entangled by desire.
"You are a calamity."
"What is Mr. Liang?"
Chapter 380 Sweet
"A cardiovascular doctor?"
"Yes." The officer flipped through Liang Yanzhang's medical records. "He's been hospitalized sixteen times in the past five years, an average of three times a year. Liang Yanzhang receives a course of treatment every four months, combining traditional Chinese and Western medicine. The Liang family also arranges for a private doctor to provide emergency care at all times. He does have a serious heart condition."
Zhao Kai took a look and found that the medical records were from the General Hospital and the People's Hospital, so it was impossible to forge them.
"Boss, we'd better call a doctor." The police officer glanced over Zhao Kai's head and into the room. "If Liang Yanzhang's old illness relapses and there's no time to save him, and he dies in the police station, it will be a big trouble. The law decides his life or death, and we delay his life and death, which is another matter. We might end up in trouble."
Zhao Kai always felt that something was wrong, but there was nothing he could do. "Let's apply for it and ask his former attending physician to wait at the police station in case of emergency. He will be transferred to the detention center immediately. There are doctors inside, so we can't control him anymore."
The Municipal Bureau contacted the General Hospital, and an hour later, Director Hua of the Orthopedics Department contacted Liang Chihui.
Yesterday, they were stopped on National Highway 109. The police car and the SUV Liang Yanzhang was riding in rear-ended each other and hit his hip. Zhao Kai was thoughtful. Liang Yanzhang was old and had poor self-healing ability, so he invited a director of cardiovascular and cerebrovascular department and a director of orthopedics department.
At this time, Liang Chihui was coaxing He Sang to sleep in the small garden on the roof. She was lying on a rocking chair, with the breeze blowing and the faint fragrance of her washed hair floating in the air.
"Director Hua, thank you for your hard work."
Director Hua hesitated, "Director Liang, that's the Municipal Bureau..."
"You misunderstood." Liang Chihui was admiring the garden lights with great interest. "You don't need to convey the message verbally. Just hold my father's hand and give him a look, and he'll understand."
"So simple?"
Liang Chihui laughed warmly, "Director Hua and I have known each other for many years. Passing information to a suspect is illegal. How could I bear to force you to take such a risk?"
"No problem." Director Hua agreed generously, "It's just a pinch of the hand, no effort, no big deal."
Liang Chihui hung up the phone, and the smile in his eyes deepened.
At midnight, two black Hongqi L5s and a Bentley parked in the courtyard of Yishan Manor one after another.
Liang Jing stepped out of the driver's seat and stood on the steps leading to the house. He said solemnly, "Did you arrange for my father to be detained?"
Liang Chihui and Liang Jishen got off the car one after the other. They had originally planned to return to the old house during the day, but Liang Jing was in another city for a meeting and couldn't leave, so he just returned to the city in the evening. The turmoil in the Liang family was huge, and Lao Zhang and Lao Jiang urgently wanted to talk to him, which lasted until eleven o'clock in the office.
Liang Jishen had a sudden social engagement, which was a project negotiation for China Overseas Group in the third quarter, and it was also delayed.
Only Liang Chihui had some free time. He took a bath, sprayed some perfume, and came leisurely from the resort. He was wearing a silver-white satin shirt, and the ripples on it were extremely dazzling under the night sky, giving off a sense of elegance and grace.
"Zhao Kai and I worked together to block it."
"What crime?"
"Intentional injury, transferring public funds abroad." Liang Jishen pushed open the wooden door. Sisters Fang and Rong brought hot towels and helped the three of them clean up. "Father hired the brothers Tong Da and Tong Er from Tongjia Village to avenge He Jinping. Tong Da accidentally caused He Jinping's death, and he is guilty of manslaughter."
Liang Jing wiped his hands and walked to the living room. "Is the evidence conclusive?"
"There are witnesses."
Tea was brewed on the table, and the throat-soothing pear slices were fresh and juicy. Liang Jing didn't have much of an appetite, so Liang Chihui forked a slice and praised it, "Sweet."
Sister Fang was surprised at how generous he was. "Second Young Master likes it, I'll cut another one."
"How many?"
"There's a basket in the kitchen, freshly picked from the orchard in the southern suburbs."
Liang Chihui pondered for a second, "I took half a basket with me when I left. He Sang drinks Sichuan Fritillary Bulb and Pear Soup for summer heat."
Liang Jing ignored him, looking puzzled. "My father manages the Liang Group, and privately owns the Guanghe Group and the bank. He's old, and he doesn't have super powers. How can he balance all these affairs?"
"That's something I'll have to ask my second brother." Liang Jishen sorted through the apples in the fruit basket and picked up a fruit knife. "Father is a suspicious person by nature. He only has three subordinates he values. Uncle Zheng is his personal driver and doesn't get involved in official business. Sister Fang is his nanny and only goes to the study to sort through documents. She doesn't understand any business data. As for the group's secretariat..."
He didn't continue.
Liang Yanzhang had a mistress, and the first, second and third wives knew it very well.
Xiao Mi's most glorious time was when Uncle Zheng personally drove her to and from get off work, accompanied Liang Yanzhang in the office for meals and inspected projects, and they were inseparable. Even Ji Xilan didn't have this treatment.
Liang Yanzhang was so obsessed with her that, under her sweet words, he almost supported her to join the board of directors and become the last director. Fortunately, Ji Xilan made a big fuss, which forced Liang Jishen to step in. He was working in the Municipal Procuratorate at that time, and Liang Yanzhang was afraid of him, so he gave up.
Xiao Mi caused a sensation, and the black market even set up a casino to bet that Xiao Mi was the fourth wife of the Liang family.
She was also full of confidence and threatened to be the stepmother of the three sons of the Liang family. Unfortunately, Liang Yanzhang abdicated in a hurry and Liang Chihui took over. He first eliminated her authority in the company and issued a ban in the industry. However, Liang Yanzhang's "old love" was a big gimmick and had an advertising effect. Companies were eyeing her to hire her. Liang Chihui was worried that she had climbed up the social ladder and was using tricks that would be detrimental to the Liang family, so he issued a ban. She could no longer stay in Hebei Province and returned to her hometown in disgrace.
"Besides these three people out in the open, there must be someone else working in the dark." Liang Jishen peeled a piece of apple, put it in his mouth with the tip of the knife stuck in his mouth, his eyes cold. "There's a military advisor assisting my father behind the scenes. Last year, I restarted the investigation into Guanghe Group. It's been ten months now. The military advisor is very experienced and has been able to completely clear himself of all charges."
Liang Chihui ate the pear nonchalantly, as if it had nothing to do with him.
"You have a target of suspicion." Liang Jing took the green tea handed to him by Sister Fang. He liked to drink light green tea, unlike Liang Chihui who liked to drink bitter flower tea.
"Father and son are fighting together, and my elder brother is stationed abroad, so naturally you are not a suspect." Liang Jishen almost made it clear.
"Second brother." Liang Jing called out the name.
Liang Chihui was not at all flustered, as if he had anticipated the topic would be thrown to him, and his attitude was respectful and humble, "Brother, you ask."