They followed the housekeeper into the room and saw Ling Liyuan, who had fallen ill.
He looks like he's aged ten years in just a few days.
Seeing Bai Shuang and the other two, he struggled to sit up.
Old Lu: "Brother, hang in there! You can't fall down."
You still have a daughter, aren't you going to make it up to her? Now that you're falling ill, how will you make it up to her?
"Girl, quickly check your father's pulse."
Bai Shuang, ...this old man, where am I supposed to have a father?
However, the situation is not right now, so let's not worry about it for now.
Without Ling Liyuan, the ellipsoid cannot be moved back, and so far, no one can take over his job.
He has trained several successors, including Ling Qingyang, but they are not yet ready.
"I'm fine, I just can't accept it right now, I'll be fine in a few days."
His tone was very weak; you could tell he was forcing himself to stay upright.
Bai Shuang took his pulse and found that it wasn't anything else, just exhaustion causing weakness, palpitations, shortness of breath, chest tightness, and chest pain.
Mental illness is the hardest to cure; I only gave him a cup of spiritual spring water with a sleeping pill added.
There's no use in comforting him now; let him get a good night's sleep first.
Then, the group left the Ling family home and went to the construction site where the accident occurred, hoping to find some clues or hope.
Seeing the abyss below their construction site, Old Lu sighed, "It's really dangerous."
But if the ellipsoid is not moved there, how many of the hundreds of thousands of survivors who have lost their protection will survive in the next natural disaster?
In fact, most of the holes at the bottom of the ellipsoid have already been drilled, with only a few remaining.
The vice president led a few people to see the spot where the three had fallen.
Bai Shuang: "Didn't they wear seat belts while working?"
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