Thanks to Qin Shizheng's self-sacrifice, the old man escaped the disaster.
But Qin Shizheng obviously didn't have it so easy.
Since he wanted to contribute, Jian Ci naturally wanted him to experience the fearless spirit.
Therefore, she inserted each needle into the most painful acupuncture point without mercy.
It was not until Jian Ci saw that he was silent but had cold sweat on his forehead that she finally let him go.
"Okay, today's treatment is over."
She quickly pulled out the silver needles one by one.
When Qin Shizheng heard this, his hands that were tightly gripping the armrest loosened slightly.
But the next second, Jian Ci said again: "But if you still want to contribute tomorrow, then maybe we can do it again."
Qin Shizheng: "..."
No, no.
He didn't want to do it again at all.
During today's treatment, he clearly felt that the little girl was intentionally torturing him.
Several of the acupuncture points were completely different from the previous ones, but Jian Ci kept piercing them. The pain penetrated his bones and made him feel as if the gaps in his limbs were being sawed.
In order to avoid the same experience again, he took advantage of Jian Ci pulling out the last silver needle, stretched out his hand to hold her, and said simply: "Grandpa is so old, don't bother him."
Jian Ci glanced at him coldly, "Feeling bad?"
Qin Shizheng didn't dare to respond, he just said: "This is called respecting the old and loving the young."
Then Jian Ci narrowed her eyes and asked, "Are you saying I don't respect the elderly?"
Seeing the little girl's dangerous and hostile eyes, Qin Shizheng immediately changed the subject and said, "No, I mean Grandpa doesn't like children. He's left such a large company to you for several months. You look exhausted. Let's try a different approach tomorrow."
Jian Ci tilted her head and asked calmly, "What's the trouble?"
Now, Qin Shizheng fell silent.
He really didn't know what to do.
After all, this person is Jian Ci's only relative.
Whether I can marry her in the future depends on his words.
How could I dare to really do it?
Jian Ci pinched his chin with her backhand and said with a wicked smile, "Have a good rest and continue tomorrow."
After saying that, he took the acupuncture box and left.
Qin Shizheng: "..."
When will this dedication end?
The old man better wake up soon.
*
After Jian Ci returned to her room, she washed her face and relaxed herself.
Then I sat on the small terrace and drank tea to rest.
In the sunlight, the spring breeze blows gently.
She was gazing at the garden in the distance, her delicate and beautiful face covered with a faint coldness.
Thinking about the old man's forbearing look as he lay on the bed just now, she really couldn't understand why her grandfather would rather get an injection than wake up.
Is it really just to be lazy?
But this is really not like him.
Judging from the time he was awake, he knew everything that was happening in the company during this period.
But in the end, neither the huge public opinion nor the stock price that almost collapsed at one point made him "wake up", but instead allowed the situation to develop.
He seemed to not care about the company's future development at all.
This is really strange.
The Tang Group is the empire that the old man has worked hard to protect for his entire life. In the past, Jian Guoxing secretly wanted to dominate several times, and he had to keep a close eye on him.
Why is it so unusual this time?
She felt that there must be something wrong.
And there are very big problems.
But it might be difficult to get the old man to speak for himself.
Just as she was thinking about how to get the old man to speak, suddenly a slight vibration sound was heard in the house.
My thoughts were brought back in an instant.
She stood up, walked to the bedside table and opened the door.
I saw the old, worn-out cell phone vibrating regularly.
She immediately took out her cell phone and pressed the call button.
The monk on the other end of the phone immediately said, "C, I've already found out what you asked me to find out."
When Jian Ci heard about the incident involving Qin Shizheng's car accident, a cold look appeared on her face. "Speak."
The monk quickly brought out his prepared explanation and said, "After our investigation, it turned out to be an internal conflict within the Qin family. Qin Shizheng stole his nephew's woman, and Qin Jiang was dissatisfied, so he sent someone to assassinate Qin Shizheng."
Jian Ci's expression couldn't help but darken. "Are you sure?"
But the monk said confidently: "One hundred percent sure!"
Jian Ci's voice was cold, making people subconsciously feel the danger. "Who did he send to do it?"
After these words were spoken, the monk on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds. Then, with an expression of great difficulty in speaking, he hesitated for several seconds before saying, "...He placed the order against One-Eyed Dragon, so it must have been One-Eyed Dragon's men who did it."
At the critical moment, the monk still tricked the one-eyed dragon who was temporarily his ally.
Jian Ci: “…”
So this is the result of a flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple, and family members don’t recognize each other?
Jian Ci never thought that it was one of her own people who assassinated Qin Shizheng.
This is too ridiculous!
Perhaps seeing Jian Ci's silence, the monk hurriedly explained, "But this has nothing to do with us. We are also doing things for money and following the normal procedures."
Jian Ci asked in a deep voice, "How did you do it?"
The monk didn't hide anything about this and answered truthfully, "One-Eyed Dragon sent someone to place a small detonator on Qin Shizheng's car, but he seemed to have discovered it and arrested One-Eyed Dragon's men."
After all, a story must have both true and false parts, otherwise it would be too easy to be discovered.
C is not someone who can be easily fooled.
Sure enough, Jian Ci continued to ask, "How did you find out? Did you find out when it was detonated?"
The monk shook his head repeatedly, "No, the One-Eyed Dragon secretly installed it when he sent someone to deliberately crash into Qin Shizheng's car. It should not have exploded."
When Jian Ci heard what he said, she couldn't help but recall the night when a father and daughter crashed into Qin Shizheng's car.
She remembered that Qin Shizheng immediately asked Wei Bei to go down and check.
He must have discovered something.
No wonder after returning to the villa that day, he was talking to Wei Bei in the courtyard and didn't come in for a long time.
Now that I think about it, it was probably about the detonator.
A dark light suddenly flashed across Jian Ci's eyes.
She never thought that it was her own problem that almost harmed Qin Shizheng.
After a moment, her voice became cold, "How much did Qin Jiang spend to buy Qin Shizheng's life?"
The monk decisively said, "One hundred million."
Jian Ci's eyebrows twitched, and there was a strong sense of hostility in her cold eyes.
A few seconds later, she spoke slowly, her voice a little strange, "Monk, do you know what will happen if you lie to me?"
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