"Cough cough cough..." The heart-wrenching coughing sound came again from the house.

Yan Mo hurriedly called Xiaoru who was walking over and preparing to deliver the medicine: "Xiaoru, give it to me!" As he said that, he took the Chinese medicine from her hand.

Xiaoru lowered her head to look at the Chinese medicine in her hand, then looked at Yan Mo who was standing in front of her with a smile on his face, and a struggle flashed in her eyes.

Seeing that she was hesitant to let go, Yan Mo was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"No." Xiaoru immediately shook her head, afraid of being noticed. The man's promise flashed through her mind. Then, determination appeared in her eyes. She pulled the corners of her mouth, smiled, and let go of her hand, reminding him specifically:

"Madam, Chinese medicine should be taken while it's hot for better results."

"Okay, I know. You go down first!" Yan Mo nodded.

Since that was the case, Xiaoru looked at Yan Mo deeply, then turned and left.

At the door, they waited for a while. When they heard the rapid breathing gradually stop, Yan Mo spoke:

"Let's go in!"

Si Ze raised his hand to look at his watch, then looked at the Chinese medicine in Yan Mo's hand. Finally, he took a few steps forward, walked to the door and knocked on it.

"Come in." The old man's loud voice came from inside the house, just like usual, as if the heart-wrenching voice just now was an illusion.

But Si Ze and Yan Mo both knew that it was true. The old man's condition had reached a point where it was incurable. Who knows, he might be gone in the next second.

Si Ze pushed the door open and stood in front of it, motioning Yan Mo to go in first.

Yan Mo held the medicine in his hand and walked into the old man's room without refusing.

At this time, the old man was sitting by the bed. When he saw his grandson and his granddaughter-in-law come in, his face was covered with wrinkles of smiles. He immediately waved to Yan Mochao and said, "Mo girl, come here quickly, little brat."

"Grandpa." Yan Mo called out obediently, carrying the medicine to the bedside, placing it on the bedside table, and pretending to be ignorant, he asked, "Grandpa, how do you feel today? Is this medicine working better?"

"Much better." The old man patted his sunken chest and said, "Look, Grandpa looks much better today. I have to thank my granddaughter-in-law for taking the trouble to prepare medicine for me and bringing it to me every time."

Since the previous month, the old man started taking Chinese medicine. It was basically Yan Mo who personally prepared the medicine for the old man, brought it to him, and watched him drink it while Yan Mo watched him drink it.

In this life, apart from grandpa, the old man was the best to her. He did so many things for her, and she had no way to repay him. She could only do her best to take care of him.

However, these were so ineffective in the face of illness, Yan Mo smiled bitterly: "It's good as long as it works."

If it really worked, we wouldn't have heard the old man's worsening condition just now. Even though the old man tried his best to hide it, he couldn't conceal his pale face and the faint smell of blood in the room.

Obviously, Si Ze also noticed the bloody handkerchief that accidentally fell at the end of the bed.

This scene was seen by Uncle Guan who came in from the back door. He was shocked and walked to the end of the bed without leaving a trace and stepped on the handkerchief without leaving a trace.

Si Ze saw it all, but didn't intend to expose it. The old man was afraid that he would know and worry, and he was also afraid that the old man would know that he knew and see that he was worried about the old man.

The old man who was talking to Yan Mo also noticed that his old friend was abnormal. Then, he immediately thought of something. He wanted to end the current situation immediately to avoid being discovered. He quickly pointed at the Chinese medicine on the bedside table:

"Is this today's medicine?"

"Yes." Yan Mo smiled and picked up the medicine on the bedside table. He scooped up a spoonful and blew on it before passing it to the old man: "This is the last dose today. Drink it while it's hot!"

"good."

Originally, Mr. Si wanted to change the topic, so she naturally agreed. As Si Ze's gaze became more and more intense, and finally, he felt that Yan Mo was feeding him too slowly, the old man couldn't wait to take the bowl from her hand, and gulped it down without leaving a drop.

After drinking, the old man put the bowl back into Yan Mo's hand and immediately struggled to get up.

"Grandpa, let me help you." Yan Mo was startled and quickly put down the bowl, stood up from the chair, walked to the bed, and helped the old man get out of bed.

"Okay, the meeting downstairs is about to start. It's not a big deal for us to just stay in the room. Let's all go down quickly!"

As he said that, he pulled Yan Mo with one hand and his grandson with the other and walked out of the room. At first, Si Ze was still staring at the handkerchief on Uncle Guan's feet, but in the end, he couldn't resist the old man and was pulled out.

After they left, Uncle Guan quickly picked up the handkerchief from under his feet and muttered to himself, "Fortunately, the young master didn't see it."

Otherwise, there will definitely be a huge uproar, and the lives of everyone in the Si family will change drastically. This is what the old man is worried about.

This way.

Yan Mo was not immediately taken to the meeting room on the first floor. Instead, he met three nannies and three little ones walking out of the baby room.

Seeing the fat boy become a ball of meat, the old man was happy: "Oh, my great-grandson." As he said that, he wanted to hug the eldest son.

Si Ze stepped forward and tried to stop him immediately. The old man had lung cancer on his hand and the cancer cells had spread to other parts of his body. Although he was wearing a mask, his lungs were easily contagious and it was not good for children.

So, Yan Mo did not stop him, after all, the child was too young.

However, before Si Ze could speak, the old man, who had happily taken a few steps towards the child, suddenly realized what had happened. He retreated several steps without leaving a trace and ordered:

"Take the three children downstairs first."

"Yes." The nanny received the order and immediately went downstairs.

When the children were no longer in sight, the old man started walking towards the meeting place on the first floor.

By the time they arrived, most of the people in the venue had already arrived, and they chose to sit in an inconspicuous corner.

Mr. Si asked A Guan, who was following behind, to notify the backstage that it was time to start.

After a while, the lights on the stage were turned on, and Mr. Si stood up. Under the gazes of thousands of people, the old man walked steadily towards the stage.

Si Ze also followed the old man and sent him to the stage in front, then quietly returned to his position.

The old man spoke softly, picked up the microphone handed to him by the staff, and went straight to the point:

"I'm sure everyone is curious about why I called you all here for my great-grandson's hundred-day banquet today! I'll be honest and not beat around the bush."

After a pause, Mr. Si looked around the huge conference hall, which was filled with thousands of people, and spoke slowly and calmly:

"I've gathered everyone here today because I have an announcement to make. From today on, Si Ze will officially become my successor. He will be fully responsible for Zhenghong Group. Don't ask me about any paperwork or projects in the future." Finally, the old man fixed his eyes on the old shareholders in the first row who had worked with him to build Zhenghong. "Especially the seniors who have been with me all the way. I hope you can support Si Ze as you have supported me, and stand together with Zhenghong. Here, we, Si Zhenghong, would like to express our sincere gratitude to you all."