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Baili Feiyue added, "After all, the other party has been in the dark for so long, and their preparations must be more thorough than ours. Once they find out that Ninth Brother is really fully recovered, they will definitely kill him immediately."

Ling Sheng felt a layer of coldness all over his body.

Even if he had to sacrifice his life, he would never let anything happen to his child!

And the person they were waiting for arrived faster than they imagined.

But at noon, Ling Sheng was having dinner when the housekeeper came to report, "Master, the second master is here."

Ling Sheng's face changed drastically, and the food he was holding with chopsticks fell directly onto the table.

There were no brothers left from his father's generation. This second master was his sworn brother, a brother who had been through life and death together on the battlefield, and he was also Zhao Shicai, the head manager of Changyun Money House under the name of their Ling Mansion.

Zhao Shicai was born in a poor family and was promoted by him. In the past, they had saved each other's lives on the battlefield, and they had a life-long friendship.

Later, Zhao Shicai even had his arm broken while trying to save him in a battle.

Because he lost an arm, Zhao Shicai could no longer stay in the army, and he had no one to rely on at home, so he had someone send him back to the capital and handed over the management of Changyun Bank, the largest bank chain under the Ling Mansion. He also entrusted his family affairs to him and asked him to take care of them...

Could it be him?

Ling Sheng thought about what Baili Feiyue said to him in the study in the morning, that he would meet his enemy soon.

Duan Nian's identity has just been exposed, and he is a man. Logically speaking, it is reasonable for Zhao Shicai, his sworn brother, to come to show concern for him at this moment.

He didn't want to believe it was him!

After all, he is his brother!

But Ling Sheng was still confused. Even though he was not covered in blood on the battlefield, he felt hot and cold at this moment.

The housekeeper had no idea what Ling Sheng was thinking. Seeing that he didn't respond, he reminded him, "Master, today is the day that Shopkeeper Zhao agreed to reconcile your accounts with you."

After hearing these words, Ling Sheng suddenly came back to his senses and remembered this matter.

A few days ago, I did say I would come to reconcile the accounts...

It seems that he was indeed overthinking it.

Yes, it could be anyone, but it is absolutely impossible for him to be Zhao Shicai, whom he regarded as a relative!

Meanwhile, in Anyuan, the sound of Aunt Bai crying out suddenly came out at this moment.

The crying and shouting soon alarmed the servants who were newly assigned to serve in Anyuan.

These servants were shocked. Now the Ninth Miss was not the Ninth Miss, but the Ninth Young Master. Isn't that more valuable than a nugget of gold?

They all ran over immediately.

Aunt Bai's eyes were red, "Go quickly, go and invite Miss Three!"

The servants were shocked when they heard this, it was obvious that something was wrong with the young master!

He didn't dare to stay and ran towards Qingfeng Pavilion.

Qingfeng Pavilion, Su Yi is still a little dazed today about the fact that the Ninth Miss has become the Ninth Young Master.

Just as I was still daydreaming, I saw a group of servants running hurriedly towards the gate from afar. They looked completely unruly.

What's wrong?

"Miss Suyi, Aunt Bai wants Miss Three to come over!"

"The young lady is not in Qingfeng Pavilion at the moment. She is taking a walk in the garden."

When the servants heard this, they turned around and ran towards the garden again.

Baili Feiyue was indeed taking a walk, but when the servants ran to the garden, she had gone somewhere else. So, after searching her all around, everyone in the mansion was alarmed!

Ling Sheng, who was originally checking the account books with Zhao Shicai, the shopkeeper, almost dropped the account books when he heard the news. "What?"

The servant trembled, "Master, Aunt Bai is looking for Miss Three in a hurry, saying it's the young master, saying it's the young master..."

Ling Sheng's mind buzzed for a moment, and his vision went dark. "Where's Jing'er?!"

"Now we have found him. Miss San has gone to see him. But, but," the servant said through gritted teeth, "Master this morning dragged that maid from last night to make a scene again. Now he is all... all... Miss San said that Master was exhausted just as he was getting better. I'm afraid, I'm afraid he is not well! She said she is not good at treating this. Please find a doctor as soon as possible!"

What?

Jing'er all... all...

Ling Sheng was a little unsteady on his feet, and he stumbled as he was about to walk out, but was supported by Zhao Shicai beside him, "Brother, calm down."

Ling Sheng closed his eyes and immediately ordered, "Take my badge and go to the Imperial Hospital to invite the doctor!"

The servant didn't dare to stay. He took the card from Ling Sheng's hand and ran out quickly.

Zhao Shicai looked at Ling Sheng, but his face was serious, "Brother, you didn't tell me before, and it's not easy for a brother to ask. The rumor outside today that the ninth girl is a young master seems to be true."

This matter couldn't be concealed in the first place, and Ling Sheng didn't plan to hide it from him, "This evil creature... actually... actually..." Although he understood that it was his son's first time to touch a woman, he couldn't help himself, and it was normal for most men to be like this.

But, but, is he looking for death?

Don’t think about your own body!

Zhao Shicai was not deaf, so he naturally heard what the servant said. He frowned slightly and said, "Now is not the time to talk about these things. Young Master's health is more important!" Then he thought of something, "Brother, the doctors in the Imperial Hospital are not very reliable. They are used to prescribing medicines that can neither cure people nor kill them. If you want to invite someone, please invite the head of the Imperial Hospital. I happen to have some personal friendship with Head Zhang of the Imperial Hospital, so you can ask him to come and check on Young Master."

Generally speaking, even if Ling Sheng was the head of the Imperial Hospital, he couldn't be invited without an imperial edict. If he went to the palace to ask for an imperial edict now, he wouldn't be able to do it in time.

Seeing Zhao Shicai say this, what else could he disagree with at this moment?

So Zhao Shicai asked someone to take his nameplate and quickly invite Zhang Yuanshou.

At this moment, many maids and servants stood outside the gate of Anyuan, all of them looked terrified but dared not talk to each other. Inside Anyuan, the cry of Aunt Bai could be heard faintly.

When Ling Sheng brought Zhao Shicai in, the first thing they saw was Ling Duannian, who was lying on the bed, breathing weakly and unconscious.

Aunt Bai's eyes were red beside the bed.

There was still a girl kneeling on the ground, the same girl from last night.

Ling Sheng didn't care about the ins and outs of this matter at the moment. He just looked at Baili Feiyue standing beside him, "Jing'er..."

Baili Feiyue looked at him, her voice a little hoarse, "Dad, my ninth brother was sick last night. He had taken my medicine and had a good rest, so he would have been fine. But now... I'm afraid my ninth brother is not well."

If someone else had said it, Ling Sheng wouldn't have believed it.

But the third daughter in front of me said...

I felt like a bolt of lightning hit my head, and my brain completely lost the ability to think.

Even a man of eight feet tall has tears in his eyes.

With a trembling hand, he grasped Ling Duannian's hand on the bed, "Duannian? Duannian?!"

As if hearing his shout, the person on the bed moved his eyelids slightly, but seemed completely unable to open them.

The movement was so small that it was almost invisible. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of the chest, one would have thought he was dead.

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