"Brother, are you serious? As long as you inherit the title, you'll make me the department head?" Xiao Linlin trembled with excitement.

In Xidu, being a section chief is already considered a high-ranking position; wherever he goes, he becomes the center of attention.

Moreover, it is common knowledge that power brings money.

Once I've made some money, I'm going to buy myself lots and lots of luxury goods, and I'll also buy a big Land Rover!

Shen Xiaochen looked at his sister with a doting expression, "When have I ever lied to you? As long as you listen to me and endure this period, I will definitely fulfill your wish!"

"Young Master! Young Master!"

Just then, a servant rushed in from outside.

"What's the rush?" Shen Xiaochen asked, frowning.

The servant hurriedly said, "Lord, the Lord seems to be dying! He sent word for you to come up! He probably wants to make his final arrangements!"

"Really??" Shen Xiaochen was overjoyed and quickly said to his sister, "Linlin, something big is probably going to happen in the Shen family. You should go back first and wait for my good news!"

"Okay, brother! Go quickly!" Xiao Linlin was also very excited.

Looks like I'm about to become a section chief!

at the same time.

Upstairs, in a quaint bedroom.

Marquis Shen Shi'en, whose face was ashen, lay on his sickbed, barely clinging to life.

Beside him, a beautiful woman in a wheelchair held Shen Shi'en's large hand, her eyes brimming with tears. "Dad, you'll be alright! You must pull yourself together!"

Shen Shi'en's eyes were vacant. He shook his head weakly and said hoarsely, "I know my own body. Daughter, Dad may really not make it this time!"

Shen Manshu gripped her father's large hand tightly. "Dad, don't talk nonsense! You're perfectly fine, how could anything happen to you! I won't allow anything to happen to you!!"

"Silly child, birth, aging, sickness, and death are all part of life... Don't be too sad, it's just..."

Shen Shi'en sighed, "Dad is so sorry. I didn't give you a healthy body. You've suffered so much all these years... I don't know if your mother will blame me for not taking good care of you when we get to the afterlife..."

"No, Dad! You've taken such good care of me!" Shen Manshu said, biting her lips. "You never married because you were afraid I would suffer. From childhood to adulthood, whatever I wanted, you would find a way to get it for me. Even when I threw a tantrum, you wouldn't get angry or lay a finger on me! In truth, it's your daughter who has wronged you! Waaaaah!"

At this moment, Shen Manshu suddenly felt a pang of regret.

Because of his disability, he developed a rebellious personality from a young age. No one in the household dared to offend him, and even his father had to be mindful of his feelings.

Looking back now, I realize how wrong and immature I was.

"Dad, you must take good care of yourself. I haven't had a chance to take care of you in your old age. Please don't leave me!" Shen Manshu pleaded desperately.

Her father was her only remaining family member in the world.

In the past, she was always unreasonable and willful.

It was only at this moment that she realized how much she needed her father. If her father really left, she didn't know how she would live.

“Manshu, I’m leaving. Don’t be too sad… You still have your brother. I watched Xiao Chen grow up. He’s kind-hearted and always dotes on you. He’s a good older brother. He will take care of you for me!” Shen Shi’en said, panting heavily.

But a hint of disgust flashed in Shen Manshu's eyes. "Dad, I don't like him! I don't need him to take care of me!"

From childhood to adulthood, Shen Manshu had never liked her adopted brother.

I mainly think he's too fake!

Although he appeared obsequious and subservient on the surface, Shen Manshu knew that he was a bad seed.

When I was a child, my father built a snowman for me once when it snowed, but this rascal secretly destroyed it that night.

Also, I gave him a doll, and he seemed to like it a lot, but secretly he threw it into the doghouse, where it was torn to shreds by the dogs.

From that moment on, Shen Manshu loathed her older brother, who was two-faced.

Shen Shi'en sighed, "Manshu, don't say that. He is your brother and the future Duke of our Shen family. Once he inherits the title, he will be the head of the family. You must not be as willful as before, do you hear me?"

"Dad, please stop talking. I'm not going to pay any attention to him!" Shen Manshu said stubbornly.

Shen Shi'en was helpless and wanted to say something more, but then hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

Shen Xiaochen rushed over and knelt down in front of the bed. "Dad, what happened? Dad, please don't be hurt! I've already sent someone to the hospital to get a specialist, they'll be here soon!"

Shen Shi'en waved his hand and said, "Xiao Chen, don't bother. Doctor Yang is already here. If even he can't save me, it won't help if anyone else comes!"

Shen Xiaochen quickly looked at a middle-aged man standing to the side.

The middle-aged man was wearing a Zhongshan suit, with bright and piercing eyes, and exuded a calm and composed demeanor.

His name is Yang Mingyun, the sole heir of the Yang family, a renowned family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in Xidu. He is the most famous TCM doctor in the entire Xidu area.

Since he began practicing medicine, Yang Mingxing has cured many terminally ill patients, including some who had been given a death sentence by hospitals.

Even the experts at the First Affiliated Hospital had to admit Yang Mingyun's medical skills!

"Dr. Yang, you must save my father!" Shen Xiaochen pleaded earnestly.

Yang Mingyun shook his head and sighed helplessly, "I defied the decision of my ancestors and used all the ancestral Thirteen Ghost Needles, but it was only enough to keep the Marquis alive! He has already fainted twice before, and if he faints again this time, I'm afraid even I won't be able to save him!"

"No, you must have a way, please, you must save my dad!" After saying that, Shen Xiaochen began to kowtow to Yang Mingyun.

"Young Master, you mustn't!!"

Yang Mingyun was deeply moved.

This is the eldest son of the Shen family, the future Marquis of Guanwai, and he's actually kowtowing to him right now.

That's too much of a compliment for him!

He quickly stepped forward and helped Shen Xiaochen up, saying helplessly, "Young Master, don't worry, I will do my best to save the Marquis's life, but... life and death are predestined. While the Marquis is still conscious, your Shen family should quickly settle the funeral arrangements!"

“This…” Shen Xiaochen looked at Shen Shien blankly.

Shen Shi'en nodded slightly. He had always treated Shen Xiaochen like a son, and he was very satisfied with the other party's performance just now.

He beckoned to Xiao Chen with a kind smile, "Xiao Chen, come here. My time may really be running out. There are some things I need to tell you!"

As Shen Shi'en spoke, he turned to the old butler standing by the bed and said, "Old Li, go and get the things!"

Old Li understood and walked towards the study at the back. After a short while, he brought over a box and placed it by the bedside.

"Dad, this is..." Shen Xiaochen hesitated.

But my heart kept pounding.