Chapter 179 An Unexpected Incident
On the other side of the hall.
Lou Heming looked at his younger brother, who was dancing happily with a rich girl on the dance floor, and shook his head helplessly: "I knew Ah Hong would talk nonsense. During the day, he was so sure that he would dance the first dance with Mao Mao."
In fact, when Mao Mao was taken away by his father to show off, he couldn't contain himself and started attracting attention from other women.
“Perfect timing,” Lou Yansui said. “I’ll dance Mao Mao’s first dance with her.”
Lou Fengju chuckled lightly: "Ah Sui, I remember your leg just recovered not long ago. The doctor said it's best not to do strenuous exercise."
"Dancing is considered strenuous exercise?" Lou Yansui glanced at her brother: "Brother, this is clearly just an excuse you made up because you also want to dance with Mao Mao."
Before Lou Fengju could speak, Lou Heming adjusted his glasses and looked at his younger brother with a smile: "A-Sui, as a doctor, I also agree with what my elder brother said."
Lou Yansui: "..."
As the three brothers were talking, they saw a small figure running towards them from afar.
Her fluffy skirt swayed as she ran, like a small flower bud swaying in the wind.
The three of them perked up, glancing at their two brothers out of the corner of their eyes. They were all ready and, before the other two could, they were the first to invite Mao Mao to dance.
My sister's first dance on her birthday, of course I couldn't miss it.
Lou Fengju took a long stride and swiftly stepped in front of his two younger brothers, saying, "Mao Mao..."
"elder brother."
Mao Mao came running over, panting, her short legs turning a corner and going straight past him.
Lou Fengju: "..."
Lou Fengju: ? ? ?
Lou Fengju turned around in disbelief and saw his sister heading straight for Lou Heming behind him with a clear purpose.
Suddenly, Lou Heming's eyes widened slightly behind his gold-rimmed glasses as he was grabbed by a soft little hand.
Although he longed to dance his first dance with his sister, he knew that because of his busy work at the hospital, he didn't spend as much time with Mao Mao as he did with his two younger brothers, especially Asui. With Asui around, his advantage wasn't significant.
Unexpectedly, Mao Mao ran straight towards him.
Lou Heming took her small hand in his own, a big smile spreading across his face: "Brother's here."
Mao Mao tugged at his hand, "Brother, come here."
"Okay. Mao Mao, slow down."
Lou Heming let himself be pulled along, accommodating his sister's short stature. He bent down slightly and was pulled along by Mao Mao in an uncomfortable position.
However, the two did not head towards the dance floor.
Mao Mao anxiously pulled on her brother, her short legs shuffling along, "Brother, hurry, hurry!"
Lou Heming responded while turning to look at his brothers: "Brother's here, Mao Mao, be careful not to fall."
Behind them, Lou Yansui and Lou Fengju exchanged a glance and followed.
The rest area on the other side of the hall.
Zhang Weihai sat down to rest for a while and said a few words to his first wife, but his face grew paler and he sweated more and more.
He kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.
The first wife asked with concern, "Chairman Zhang, how are you? You look terrible. Should I call a doctor for you?"
"It's nothing." Zhang Weihai waved his hand and put the handkerchief in his pocket. "There are too many people here. I'm going to go outside to the courtyard to get some fresh air."
"Please be careful."
Zhang Weihai, holding onto the armrest of the seat, tried to get up, but couldn't. His obese body slumped back into the seat.
Zhang Weihai smiled somewhat awkwardly at his first wife.
His broad, stout frame became a burden at this time, making him feel incredibly heavy, as if he were carrying a load of hundreds of pounds. Lately, his health had indeed been poor, and he felt powerless to do anything.
Add to that the banquets and social engagements, and I was utterly exhausted.
After I'm done with this busy period, I need to take good care of my health.
The little girl who had just run away returned.
Mao Mao pulled her brother all the way to them, stopping only when they were right in front of them, panting heavily.
"Mao Mao?" Lou Heming was completely confused. "Didn't you want to dance with me?"
Mao Mao shook her head and pointed at Zhang Weihai: "Brother, him."
Lou Heming looked in the direction her little finger was pointing, and when he saw Chairman Zhang's condition, his brows immediately furrowed: "Mr. Zhang, are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
Zhang Weihai was pale, sweating profusely, with purple lips, and was having difficulty breathing.
Unexpectedly, the little girl ran away because she was worried about him, and even invited the second young master of the Lou family, who was a doctor, to come over.
Zhang Weihai quickly stood up, holding onto the handrail: "I'm sorry to have worried you, Miss Lou. I'm fine, it's just..."
He was speaking when his vision suddenly became blurry.
Zhang Weihai paused, blinked hard a few times, trying to clear his vision: "...It's just that recently...recently I've been a little..."
The figures in front of me began to sway, and several double images appeared. Countless faces became extremely blurry, and a sharp screech sounded in my ears.
Before he lost consciousness, he only had time to see the little girl covering her face in panic.
With a "bang".
Zhang Weihai's heavy body fell heavily to the ground.
"Don't touch him!"
Lou Heming shouted, "Scatter!"
Everyone else who was about to make a move stopped in their tracks.
Lou Fengju withdrew his foot, which was about to step out, and spread his large hand in front of Mao Mao's small face.
He gave the first wife a look and said, "A-Sui, take Mao-Mao away."
The first wife immediately ordered someone to call the hospital's emergency number, and Lou Yansui quickly covered her sister's eyes and took her aside.
"Mr. Zhang? Zhang Weihai? Can you hear me?"
Lou Heming called out Zhang Weihai's name loudly. Seeing that Zhang's breathing had become weak, with more exhalation than inhalation, Lou Heming kept moving his hands and carefully protected Chairman Zhang's head. After laying him flat, Lou Heming quickly unbuttoned the collar of the clothes that were constricting Chairman Zhang's thick neck and began to perform emergency rescue.
The commotion here naturally could not be kept secret from the other guests in the hall.
Upon noticing someone had fainted, the guests gasped in surprise, and soon even the people dancing on the dance floor stopped.
Lou Dashuai and his men, who were scattered in various places, rushed over here. Even Shen Zhaolin came out of his secluded hiding place.
"What happened?"
"dad!"
Upon discovering that it was Chairman Zhang who had collapsed on the ground, Zhang Jingshu cried out in surprise and tried to rush over, but Lou Fengju raised his hand to stop her: "Heming is being resuscitated. Miss Zhang, don't panic, my brother is an excellent doctor."
Zhang Jingshu managed to calm herself down. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that her younger brother was pale with fright and tears were about to fall. She quickly hugged Zhang Jingsen and stroked his head reassuringly: "It's okay, Sensen, don't be afraid."
"Young Marshal Lou, do you know what happened to my father?"
Lou Fengju shook his head: "I don't know either. Mao Mao suddenly ran over to find He Ming. We had just arrived here when he suddenly fainted. Chairman Zhang hasn't been feeling well lately, and he looked terrible tonight."
Zhang Jingshu remained silent.
Of course she knew what was going on.
After her eldest brother was sentenced, she relinquished the Zhang family business and started her own. Her other siblings then all began to have ideas, wanting to get a share of the profits.
However, they were simply not cut out for business. Their antics not only failed to increase profits, but also created numerous problems by trying to sabotage the other party. Left with no other option, Chairman Zhang had to clean up the mess his children had made.
When she first heard about it, she felt nothing but schadenfreude. But seeing her father actually collapse, she couldn't help but feel a complex mix of emotions.
In the midst of the chaos, Lou Heming completed the first aid measures.
Zhang Weihai remained unconscious, but his complexion had softened considerably, and his breathing had become stronger than before.
Recently, an ambulance from the hospital stopped in front of the villa, and a doctor rushed in carrying a stretcher.
Lou Heming told the doctors about the patient's condition before returning to Zhang Jingshu and saying, "Miss Zhang, the patient Zhang Weihai is not in good condition and needs you to accompany him."
“I understand.” Zhang Jingshu nodded and patted her younger brother’s head. “Excuse me, Mr. Lou, could you please take care of my brother for a while? I will have the family’s nanny pick him up later.”
"No problem, we'll send someone to take him back after the banquet."
"I am extremely grateful."
Zhang Jingsen, hiccuping from crying, was led aside by the second concubine.
The second concubine wiped his face with a handkerchief and whispered to comfort him, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Chairman Zhang is a good person. Good people are always protected by heaven."
Zhang Jingshu glanced around and saw Mao Mao peeking out from behind her brother. She quickly went over, cupped Mao Mao's little face, and kissed her on the cheek.
She whispered, "Mao Mao, thank you."
Mao Mao blinked: "Huh?"
Before she could get a reply from her sister, Zhang Jingshu had already left with the stretcher and boarded the ambulance to the hospital.
Mao Mao hugged her brother's leg, tilting her little head up in confusion: "Brother?"
Lou Yansui touched her neatly braided hair: "She is thanking you. Our Mao Mao saved Chairman Zhang's life."
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