Madame, she specializes in all kinds of dissatisfaction

Because of Mrs. Han's matter, the entire Han family was in chaos.

It was obviously too late to wait for the private doctor, Mrs. Wang Han's injury was very serious, and she had to be sent to the hospital immediately at this time.

There was only a bang, and Wen Ruosheng seemed to be cut off from the world.

This pitch-black room, where she couldn't reach her fingers, became her final destination.

Wen Ruosheng sat blankly in the corner, the situation in front of her was beyond her expectation, she was extremely arrogant at Wen's house before, now she was locked up in a room where she didn't know where, and her mobile phone was also blocked. Confiscated.

It is a bit strenuous to go out, although there is something on my mind, but there is no way right now, so I just stay here quietly and pray for myself silently.

In the Han Group meeting room on the other side, Han Jingting looked at the empty table in front of him with an ugly expression.

More than half of the time has passed, and Wen Ruosheng has not yet appeared. If this continues, the process of the entire board of directors will be delayed.

Regarding the matter of the Ye Group, these people have pushed it to the forefront. If Han Jingting can't come up with something absolutely convincing, it is impossible to get out of the whole body today.

Glancing at the time, Han Jingting asked, "Is Wen Ruosheng back?"

"Haven't seen her yet."

Han Jing slammed his fist on the table angrily, always embarrassing him at this time.

But even if there was nothing, the meeting still had to continue, so I had to bite the bullet.

Just when Han Jingting felt that things were bad enough, the secretary came in with a phone in a panic.

"Mr. Han, you may need to answer the phone."

"Don't you know what occasion this is?" Han Jingting glanced angrily at the shareholders in front of him.

The secretary was also in a dilemma, but the call from Han's family told her to ask Young Master Han to answer it no matter what the situation was, and she had no choice.

"Mr. Han, you should pick it up, it's from home."

Han Jingting had no choice but to pick it up in front of everyone.

If it wasn't because Wen Ruosheng wanted to go home to pick up things, Han Jingting would not have compromised so easily.

The phone was close to my ear, and the butler's urgent voice came.

"Little master, it's not good, something happened."

Han Jingting frowned slightly, it seemed that it was not a good thing.

"What's wrong?" Han Jingting asked lightly.

"The old lady is injured."

When he heard this sentence, Han Jingting was stunned for a moment, then got up suddenly, and walked outside in a hurry, regardless of the fact that the board meeting was not over yet.

Stepping on the black leather shoes, Han Jingting's footsteps were a little hurried.

The secretary followed closely behind, holding the mobile phone just now in his hand, which was a little hot.

"Prepare the car and go to the hospital." Han Jingting's voice was icy cold.

The secretary nodded hurriedly, turned and walked in the opposite direction.

The butler spoke in a hurry on the phone, but only gave the general outline of the matter. When he learned that his grandmother was ill, Han Jingting felt a little uneasy.

Grandma is already an octogenarian, and her ability to live to this day is also due to the advanced level of medical care. At this time, the more she can't be careless, any carelessness will put her in danger.

In the corridor of the hospital, seeing the lights in the operating room still on, Han Jingting couldn't help but feel a twinge in his heart.

"What's going on?" Han Jingting yelled sharply.

Even he didn't dare to speak loudly to his grandmother, and now something like this happened.

"Young master, what happened today is a little sudden, it's due to our negligence in taking care of you." The man said with his head down.

Han Jingting snorted and laughed: "I'm asking you what's going on, and I didn't ask you to reflect here."

The man didn't dare to speak, his head was lowered, his body trembling a little.

Just as he was questioning, the butler hurried over.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Han Jingting asked impatiently.

Even if Han Jingting didn't ask, the housekeeper still planned to ask about today's affairs. After all, there were many doubts, and he wouldn't feel at ease if he didn't figure it out.

"Master, did you arrange for Miss Wen to come to pick up things at home today?" the housekeeper asked.

Han Jingting frowned. Why did he forget about Wen Ruosheng? He had an ominous premonition in his heart. Could it be related to her?
"Well, what's the matter?" Han Jingting nodded, his face a little ugly.

"Master, just now when Miss Wen came to pick up her things, we arranged for her to enter the villa. Later, when our people rushed over, the old lady had fallen under the stairs, and Miss Wen was beside her at this time."

The housekeeper's words were like a knife, piercing Han Jingting's heart fiercely.

"What did you say?" Han Jingting asked word by word.

The fact is like this, although I don't know what happened in the middle, but this is the truth that everyone saw, seeing is believing, no one will question anything.

"Master, even though we don't want to believe it's true, it did look like this when we arrived." The housekeeper also had a helpless expression on his face.

It can be seen that Wen Ruosheng is still very important in Han Jingting's heart, and it is only because he knows this that he can't believe it is true.

Looking at Han Jingting's expression, one can tell how angry he is now.

"Master."

"I know about it, what about her?"

"It has been controlled by us and locked in the warehouse of Han's old house."

"I will investigate this matter." Han Jingting said.

Time passed by every minute and every second, but for Han Jingting, the days felt like years, as if he was being pulled by something in his heart, and it was extraordinarily painful.

Wen Ruosheng's matter can be put aside for the time being, and only after Mrs. Han's life is no longer in danger can she make other plans.

Everyone was waiting outside, feeling extremely uneasy.

In the evening, the lights outside the operating room were turned off, and Han Jingting hurriedly got up.

The doctor took off his mask, looked at Han Jingting and said, "Young Master Han, the old lady is out of danger, but she is a bit old after all, and her body's functions have not been well adjusted. After a period of observation in the intensive care unit, you will not wake up soon, so you must be prepared."

Although Han Jingting didn't want to see such a scene, he was already prepared for this day.

When the reality is in front of you, it is still a little hard to accept.

After arranging the people around him to cooperate with the doctor's treatment, Han Jing suddenly sat on the chair, feeling as if his body had been hollowed out.

"Young master, you have to cheer up, the old lady is blessed, nothing will happen." The housekeeper stood beside Han Jingting, comforting in a low voice.

Everyone can say good things, but whether this can be realized is another matter.

Han Jingting took a deep breath: "Prepare the car, I'm going back to see what people at home have to say."