According to Secretary An's experience, funerals are always chaotic and people are always busy, no matter whose funeral it is.
No matter how well wealthy business owners protect their children, their children will inevitably be exposed at their funerals.
Now that the Nie family is going to hold a public funeral, all the paparazzi have only one goal: to get a clear headshot of A Yuan. If the Nie family wants to suppress the news, they will have to spend a lot of money.
If the Nie family hadn't suppressed it, and it had made it into the newspapers, those newspapers would have sold out.
Despite the traffic jams and frequent stops along the way, Song Yuanchao couldn't help but give Secretary An a thumbs up.
There's a reason why she's valued by the boss; Secretary An's meticulousness is unmatched.
Riding a motorcycle is naturally faster, so by the time Nie Zhao and his wife arrived, the blood-stained sheets had only just been removed.
But the ground was splattered with blood, and several caregivers were still kneeling on the ground wiping it away. Blood was still seeping from the corner of Nie Rong's mouth.
Nie Zhao first looked at Dean Wu, who had arrived earlier than him: "Have you notified anyone else?"
Dean Wu said, "We have already notified everyone."
He shook his head again: "The main problem is that the old man isn't cooperating; otherwise, we could still find the bleeding point."
However, Director Liu, who is in charge of medical care, admitted: "There is only a 10% chance that the patient will survive the operation."
If you open a cavity without knowing where the bleeding is coming from, you'll most likely die on the operating table.
Nie Rong was very clever; he had assessed the situation and felt that the chances of surviving the surgery were extremely slim.
Moreover, when he saw himself spit out such a large mouthful of blood, it was as if he had been struck by lightning, and he suddenly understood.
This was probably his fate. He was bold and decisive throughout his life, but he was always driven by money and interests. Apart from the days when his son forcibly confined him to the mountain villa, he never actually enjoyed a single day of peace.
Even when locked up, my mind is always wandering, I can't calm down, I'm always greedy, and I want everything.
But just now, he saw his life flash by, and he suddenly realized that the past month or so had been a dream, a dream that lured him and wanted to rekindle his ambition, but the truth was that he should leave.
He was destined to suffer an even greater blow when he was full of hope, and to die in regret for not being able to pursue his desires.
This is probably what people often refer to as being at the mercy of fate, or being unable to control one's own destiny.
Fortunately, he saw through his desires at the last moment and pulled back from the brink, just like when Nie Zhao was kidnapped, he was always able to see the truth of the matter at the last moment and help his son crawl back from the brink of death.
Otherwise, he would probably have been stabbed before he died, unable to close his eyes, and died on the operating table.
He opened his mouth as if he was about to vomit blood, as if there was an endless supply of blood in his body.
His hearing became exceptionally acute; he could even hear the sound of caregivers wiping the floor with rags.
He also overheard his son saying to his daughter-in-law, "If you have to trouble yourself again, go and bring Nie Yao back."
If Nie Yao is in mainland China, the fastest way at this point in time is to ask the police to escort him.
Then Chen Rou picked him up on her yacht and docked at a nearby pier, before riding her motorcycle to the hospital.
It won't be long, at most two hours, before Nie Yao arrives.
This time, Nie Rong was really about to burp. His body temperature was dropping, and he was exhaling more than inhaling; he was already passing away.
Nie Zhao fought against his father his whole life, retaliating many times and striking back even more, and finally he won.
Now that things have come to this, of course he won't contradict the old man on anything anymore.
He loves Nie Yao the most and can't let go of Nie Yao the most, so he'll bring Nie Yao back to him.
Let him see it one last time, and then pass away peacefully.
However, this was only Nie Zhao's idea, not Nie Rong's. He stretched out his hand, but it was only enough for Nie Zhao.
Chen Rou needed to call Yue Zhongqi first and ask him to put Nie Yao on the ship, so she went out to make the call.
Once the director saw that it was about time, he had all the caregivers removed.
Hospitals are places that welcome and send off people, welcoming the living and sending the dead; they have plenty of experience in that.
So Dean Wu gestured to Nie Zhao not to do anything else, pulled over a stool, and had him sit by the bedside.
After a long pause, Nie Rong finally said, "Ah Zhao, the people I've wronged the most in my life are you and your mother!"
Nie Zhao didn't want to hear such words, nor did he need Nie Rong's repentance and apology.
He said, "Hang in there, Nie Yao will be back soon."
Nie Rong shook his head: "I was wrong. I also thought I still had time to make it up to you... I'm sorry, Dad never loved you."
Nie Zhao looked away, wishing he could get up and leave, far away from this place.
Nie Rong, who had been deceiving himself all his life, finally admitted that he had never loved his youngest son.
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