The mysterious boss is eyeing my three treasures

"I'm a doctor, please give way and don't stand around here."

Song Chengfeng squeezed in from the crowd and saw the old man lying on the ground with a pale face and blue lips. It was obvious that the blood supply to the heart muscle was insufficient.

"Police, please give way!"

Ning Jian ignored her current status and began to maintain order.

Soon, everyone around was evacuated.

"Sir, are you a doctor? Please help my old man."

The middle-aged man who was supporting the old man was about 50 years old and was sweating profusely.

Song Chengfeng knelt down, checked and comforted him: "Don't worry, tell me what's going on with him? Why did he faint suddenly."

The middle-aged man said: "My old man is in his early eighties this year and has been having heart problems. There was a loud noise just now. He probably fainted because his heart was stimulated."

After Song Chengfeng finished the inspection, he asked, "Don't you have any medicine with you?"

"I looked for it, but I couldn't find it."

Song Chengfeng understood and signaled him to lay the old man down, then took off his coat and handed it to Ning Jian, and began to perform cardiac resuscitation on the old man.

Ning Jian stood aside and thought of the injuries on his body.

He had just been discharged from the hospital, and the doctor told him not to do strenuous exercise.

But now...

Song Chengfeng concentrated on performing cardiac resuscitation on the old man, with beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

There was a faint pain from the wound.

He frowned and continued to press without saying a word.

After pressing it for about 10 minutes, the old man lying on the ground moved his eyelids and finally let out a breath of turbid air.

The middle-aged man who was always paying attention to him suddenly became happy and said, "Master, you're awake."

The old man's old eyes slowly turned, looked at Song Chengfeng, and then closed his eyes again.

The middle-aged man's face froze and he quickly asked: "Doctor, why did he faint again?"

Song Chengfeng wiped his sweat and said, "It's okay, he just fell asleep. Send him to the hospital quickly."

At this time, the ambulance arrived. Song Chengfeng talked about the old man's condition with the medical staff who got off the car, and then got out of the way, allowing the middle-aged man and the medical staff to carry the man into the ambulance.

His face turned pale, the wound ached, and he subconsciously covered his chest.

Ning Jian supported him with a worried look on her face.

"Song Chengfeng, does the wound hurt?"

Song Chengfeng smiled and said, "It's okay, just take a rest."

Ning Jian said nothing and helped the person into the car.

The siren of the ambulance sounded and the car drove out slowly.

The middle-aged man watched Song Chengfeng being helped into the car by Ning Jian from the car window, feeling grateful in his heart.

Fortunately, I met a kind-hearted person, otherwise if something happened to the old man, he, the housekeeper, would be in dire straits.

At this moment, his phone rang.

He quickly connected the phone.

"Master."

"Uncle Zhong, did you call me just now?"

"Yes, young master, let me tell you, I just had a heart attack outside."

"How could this happen, now?" the other party asked quickly.

"Fortunately, we met a kind person who performed cardiac resuscitation on the master, and he is now on his way to the hospital." Uncle Zhong said.

"Which hospital it is in, I'll be here right away."

"In Imperial Hospital."

"..."

Ning Jian drove the car to the door of the bookstore and watched Song Chengfeng leaning on the back of the chair, covering his chest and closing his eyes to relax, his eyes full of concern.

"Do you really not need to go to the hospital?"

Song Chengfeng opened his eyes and joked, "Why are you so verbose at such a young age? I am a doctor myself, so I know very well."

Ning Jian was called verbose, but she rarely replied and sat with him in the car.

At this time, a message came in from her mobile phone.

It was Zhou Yue who sent the information related to Gu Hengyuan.

Song Chengfeng turned his head and asked, "Who sent you the message?"

This man seems to be particularly concerned about who she interacts with recently.

Is it because you care?

Ning Jian curled her lips and said, "It's Zhou Yue."

Song Chengfeng moved his body, "Did he send Gu Hengyuan's information?"

"Ah."

Song Chengfeng came over and the two of them looked at the information together.

Gu Hengyuan is 31 years old this year. He inherited the family business at the age of 24, married a wife and had children at the age of 28.

Looking at the whole process, he is an excellent entrepreneur and a good husband who is gentle and caring for his family.

There is nothing dirty about him.

Ning Jian raised her eyebrows, "Gu Hengyuan actually doesn't have any black material? Now there's no way to take shortcuts and use black material to manipulate him."

Song Chengfeng also finished reading, "Look, he is a gentleman. So it is impossible for you to follow the same pattern."

Ning Jian scratched his eyebrows and said, "There is no black material on him, so we can only find a knowledgeable person to negotiate cooperation with him for us."

Song Chengfeng looked at her, "How many business leaders do you know?"

Ning Jian: "I know quite a few of them, such as Mr. Lu and Mr. Han."

Song Chengfeng narrowed his dark eyes, "Are you serious? Are we really going to hire foreign aid? Are we going to let others see the joke of us two laymen?"

Ning Jian shrugged, "I don't want to lower our noble heads, but do you have a better way?"

Song Chengfeng took her phone and looked through Gu Hengyuan's information.

After a while, he said: "In addition to catching dirt on others when discussing business, there is another way to quickly close the distance between us."

"what?"

"Do whatever you want."

Ning Jian raised her eyebrows and looked at Song Chengfeng, "Mr. Song, it's not bad. You are still very business-minded."

Song Chengfeng was still looking at the information without looking up.

"Human potential is unlimited, and the mind can be forced out."

"Makes sense."

Ning Jian complimented, then leaned over to read the information together.

"Then how are you going to do what you want?"

Song Chengfeng pointed to a line of words.

"Did you see it? The information shows that Gu Hengyuan's grandparents are from Nancheng. When he was a child, because his father was busy with business, he often lived with his mother at his grandparents' house."

"He was almost brought up by his grandparents, so he has a very good relationship with his maternal grandfather's family. His grandfather can make rice wine, so he has unique insights into wine culture. He is especially fond of rice wine. "

After hearing this, Ning Jian asked, "So, you plan to have a drink with him?"

"if not?"

Song Chengfeng handed her the phone, "Okay, let's go."

"Where?"

"Bookstore, bad tonic wine culture."

Song Chengfeng opened the door and got out of the car.

Ning Jian got out of the car and said with a smile, "Don't you want to read books on business management?"

Song Chengfeng: "It depends. But things have to be prioritized. You won't become fat if you eat one bite. Let's do it step by step."

Ning Jian: "Yes, Mr. Song."

Song Chengfeng glanced at her, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.

Hospital corridor.

Gu Hengyuan arrived in a hurry.

"Uncle Zhong, how is grandpa?"

That's right, the old man Song Chengfeng had just rescued was Gu Hengyuan's grandfather.

"The young master is here, he is doing rescue work inside." Uncle Zhong quickly replied.

Gu Hengyuan frowned, "Why did he sneak out of the nursing home again?"

His grandmother passed away a few years ago.

Grandpa is the only one left in the family.

My grandparents only gave birth to one daughter and no sons.

Therefore, he was worried about his grandfather living alone in Nancheng. Last year, he took him to the imperial capital and arranged for him to recuperate in a private nursing home under his own name so that he could be taken care of at any time.