Chapter 110 "Your wife is going to run away with someone"

The nights in the port city are cool with the unique coolness of the sea breeze.

Li Yansheng sat in front of the bed, his eyes closed, resting. Fan Sizhuo came in with his phone, walked lightly to Li Yansheng's side, and said respectfully, "Boss, it's Mr. Jiang calling."

Li Yansheng took the phone and stood up and walked out of the ward.

It is inappropriate to smoke in the hospital corridor, so Li Yansheng took his mobile phone into the elevator and went all the way to the rooftop.

The wind on the rooftop was quite strong, bringing a bit of coolness and blowing away some of the laziness.

After the crisp sound of metal "ding", orange sparks ignited: "What's going on?"

Jiang Beiqian: "Don't you plan to come to Beijing again?" Li Yansheng leaned on the fence and said, "Grandpa can't leave for the time being."

"Do you have any feelings for Lin Shutang?"

Li Yansheng pinched the cigarette between his index and middle fingers and smiled calmly: "Why, are you also going to the entertainment magazine company for further studies?"

"You don't like me gossiping? It seems..." Jiang Beiqian dragged out his words, and then, seemingly casually, said, "You don't care if your wife runs away with someone else."

"Mr. Jin seems to be quite interested in the medical device project as well." Upon hearing this, Li Yansheng pressed his cheek with the tip of his tongue and remained silent for a moment. However, he spoke calmly as usual, without any sign of being frightened.

"Old fox, you really don't suffer any loss at all." Jiang Beiqian cursed with a smile, and then continued: "Okay, I won't joke with you anymore."

"Lin Shutang and the kid from the Jin family have already made an engagement, and the wedding will be the day after tomorrow. He's trying to steal your girl, and you're still thinking of cooperating."

Li Yansheng: "The one who went on a blind date with her before?"

"Yeah." Jiang Beiqian sighed: "As a brother, I've told you everything I know. If you can't let it go, then do it as soon as possible. I called to tell you about this matter. Nothing else, hanging up..."

Before he could finish his words, Li Yansheng hung up the phone. He didn't return to the ward immediately, but smoked two more cigarettes on the rooftop before going back. After returning, he didn't stay in the ward for long before getting up and leaving again.

"Go to the company."

"Okay, boss." Fan Sizhuo responded, still a little surprised. It was getting late, and he didn't expect the boss to come to the company.

Li Yansheng didn't sleep all night. Fan Sizhu was curious about what had happened to his boss that pushed him so hard. He did everything he could for the next few days.

Just as I was curious, the office door was opened and Li Yansheng came out. There was a light blue under his eyes and his eyeballs were slightly red, but he didn't look depressed at all.

"Have the project team report back, and have the hospital do another examination. Give me the results as soon as possible."

"yes."

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Li Yansheng finished his work and leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes to rest. Fan Sizhuo came in with a report.

He placed the report on the table and began to roughly repeat the doctor's words: "The hospital said that the old man's condition is now barely stable, but this is assuming there are no unexpected events. The old man is in poor health right now, and the slightest thing may make his condition worse."

While he was talking, Li Yansheng flipped through the report. After reading it, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said, "Book a flight to Beijing tonight."

Fan Sizhu nodded and took the document handed to him by Li Yansheng.

To be honest, Fan Sizhuo understood what the doctor meant, and that was already putting it in a good light. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the old man of the Li family was on the verge of collapse, completely hanging on by a thread.

At this time, there were very few possible reasons for the boss to leave for Beijing. He could only think of one.