Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

Bai Zian opened the door and came in.

At the boundary between light and dark, what she saw was the rising sun outside the window, and its not-so-hot light was lazily shining on the bedside.

On the bed, the unconscious man had already taken out the sling bottle in his left hand.

He sat up with his right hand on the edge of the bed, his wrist bones thin.

It seemed like I heard someone opening the door and coming in.

His light eyes raised slightly and looked in the direction of the door.

With the light behind him, Bai Zian couldn't see the person's face clearly, but he saw him sitting up on the bed.

The nurse was holding a pen and notebook, a few steps away from the bed.

He wanted to help lift the patient, but he didn't dare to approach him because of his cold temperament.

Bai Qian was still standing at the door of the ward, and Jiang Fuli was sitting on the hospital bed, looking at her without blinking from a few meters away, as if thousands of years had passed.

"Are you awake?" After a while, Bai Qian walked in with a normal expression.

Help him raise the head of his bed.

The nurse also reacted and immediately ran out the door to call the attending doctor.

Jiang Fuli had been in bed for so long, his limbs were a little numb, his eyes only followed Bai Qian, and his voice became hoarse, "How long have I been unconscious?"

Bai Zian poured a glass of water next to him and handed it to him: "More than half a month."

More than half a month.

Jiang Fuli took the water, took a sip, put down the teacup, sat up, and looked at Bai Qian carefully. She was still the same as before, but her dark and clear eyes were slightly bloodshot today.

I guessed that she hadn't slept well during this period.

Jiang Fuli's face darkened, and he slowly stretched out his hand to tidy up the loose hair on her left side: "Get some sleep first, and we'll talk about the rest when we get up."

**

Doctors of all sizes in the Jiang family heard that Jiang Fuli had woken up.

He ran over immediately.

At the door, he was stopped by Ming Dongheng again.

Jiang Xijue and the Jiang family were all waiting in the corridor, not daring to go in.

"This," Jiang Xijue lowered his voice and handed the cauldron to Ming Dongheng, "you asked me to bring it."

Ming Dongheng took the furnace cauldron, then without knocking, he carefully opened the door a small crack and walked in quietly.

Jiang Xijue took a bold look.

inside the door.

Jiang Fuli was wearing a black soft home clothes, slim and tall, and was sitting quietly in front of the bed. The curtains in the ward were closed again, the light was dim, and there was another person on the bed.

Ming Dongheng didn't dare to look at it, he just bent down and handed the furnace cauldron to Jiang Fuli.

Jiang Fuli took the cauldron and placed it on the bedside. He lowered his pale eyes and didn't say much. He just quietly lit the incense in the cauldron.

Ming Dongheng bowed and stepped back.

Out of the room again.

The soothing incense smoke rose in the room. Jiang Fuli lowered his eyes and looked at Bai Qian, who was already asleep. His long eyelashes covered his eyelids, but his eyebrows were still slightly frowned.

He only raised his hand slightly, and his cold fingertips landed on the center of her eyebrows. Seeing that the frown between her eyebrows was smoothed, he slowly lowered his knuckles, across the bridge of her nose to her bright red lips.

It seemed that she was really tired. In the past, if there was one more person in the ward, no matter who it was, she would wake up.

Jiang Fuli thought quietly, then lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips gently, then pulled the thin quilt up slightly, stood up and walked outside.

"You're finally awake!" Jiang Xijue relaxed when he saw Jiang Fuli.

God knows how panicked he was when he received the news at five in the morning.

Jiang Fuli is the absolute anchor to the Jiang family, the Aerospace Research Institute, or the Dark Matter Research Institute. If he really doesn't wake up, he will really have to reshuffle the cards.

Jiang Fuli's face turned pale and there was no blood, but his aura remained undiminished, "How is the institute doing now?"

He slowly made his way to the lounge next door.

"The news about Academician Ma and you was leaked this morning," Jiang Xijue followed. "The news that I was looking for the Luo family was leaked last night. So far, it seems that both the Xiang family and the Gao family are involved."

"Xiang family, Gao family," Jiang Fuli walked into the lounge to get his clothes. He stopped and continued to ask, "What else is there?"

"It is said that the institute wants to sign a contract with the Xiang family for single points." These are what Jiang Xijue heard from Xu Nanjing.

The Xiang family has always cooperated with foreign companies, and the laboratory also recruits foreign students, under the banner of putting science first.

However, the voice of Academician Ma of the Academy has always been very high, and Xiang Jia cannot take advantage of it. Looking outside, Jiang Fuli is still supporting him.

Now the news about Academician Ma cannot be concealed, and the Xiang family wants to dominate. If Academician Ma's team really signs a contract with the Xiang family, then all of Academician Ma's 20 years of research results will be used by the Xiang family for foreign transactions.

Jiang Fuli's eyes were cold as he listened to Jiang Xijue's report on what happened after he had been unconscious for so long.

After listening, I took my clothes and took a shower in the lounge.

In the meantime, Gao Shu, Xu Nanjing and others called Ming Dongheng and asked if Jiang Fuli was awake.

Ming Dongheng only told Gao Shu, and the others didn't say a word.

**

at the same time.

You Xinzheng's office.

He pressed his eyebrows and was making phone calls one by one.

Once something happened to Academician Ma, his top sect was almost disbanded, but fortunately, You Xinzheng and Huang Yushuo were also apprentices and could still hold on.

It's just that those things in Academician Ma's name are difficult to keep.

Especially Ma Jiren.

If he wanted to cooperate with Xiang Jia, it would be equivalent to giving up Academician Ma and his final research.

You Xinzheng naturally hoped that Bai Qian could withstand the pressure, gain recognition from the institute, and continue the research left behind by Academician Ma.

What happened last time, everyone knew that Academician Ma's last call was to Bai Zian.

There was definitely something left for her about research.

By then the pressure on Bai Zian will not be small.

For her to get through all this safely, he and Huang Yushuo alone are not enough.

"Old Li," You Xin was standing in front of the window, calling someone she knew, "the day after tomorrow, my little junior sister will come to the teacher's memorial service, and my junior brother and I will introduce her to everyone... she is a direct relative. My little junior sister...yes."

hang up the phone.

You Xin's face was still very serious.

Most of his friends agreed to come, which was a superficial gesture.

but……

The Xiang family and the Ming family are both waiting to get a piece of the pie.

"Junior sister is only a freshman," You Xinzheng picked up her phone and whispered, "There are not many people around her. She has to withstand these people. This test... is not going to be easy."

Academician Ma didn't have time to pave the way for her.

**

Jiang Fuli woke up and did not return to Jiang's house.

After taking a shower, cooperate with the doctor to check your body.

Even Lance and Dean Gu came.

The two of them were very interested in Jiang Fuli's physical condition and had been studying his data. Combined with the data from Bai Qian's acupuncture last night, they estimated that a paper was about to be published.

Dean Gu would not dare to write a paper on Mr. Jiang.

But Lance was not as hesitant as Dean Gu. After drawing a tube of blood, he asked Jiang Fuli directly, "Jiang, can I give this report?"

Dean Gu was shocked when he heard that Lance was so direct.

Of course, he didn't know that Lance played well with Bai Zian, saved Bai Zian's aunt, and went fishing with Ji Heng. His status among this group of people was not low.

Jiang Fuli slowly put down his sleeves and glanced at Lance, "Look at her."

These two words were very casual, and they unintentionally brought out his usual coldness.

"Oh, then I'll wait until Bai wakes up." Lance took the blood and asked someone to analyze it.

Jiang Fuli stood up and walked towards the ward where Bai Qian was sleeping again.

Bai Zian's sleep was not very restful before. During the time he was in coma, it could be seen that she basically didn't sleep well. She was still in a deep sleep from morning to now.

Jiang Fuli came twice and didn't find it.

He stood in front of the hospital bed, looking down at Bai Qian's sleeping face. He was not in a hurry to deal with the laboratory matters.

On the bedside cabinet, Bai Zian's cell phone lit up.

Jiang Fuli muted the sound for her while she was sleeping.

Jiang Fuli was about to hang up the phone, but when he saw the caller, he paused, took Bai Xian's cell phone to the corridor, and picked up the call.

The caller was You Xinzheng.

The person Bai Zian made a note of was Professor You.

He told Bai Zian about the memorial service in the morning and asked Bai Zian to find him later, but Bai Zian never found him.

When the phone was picked up, You Xinzheng said, "Where are you?"

Jiang Fuli stood in the corridor, raised his hand to let the doctor leave first, raised his hand, and took the glasses that Ming Dongheng had just brought up from downstairs, "She is sleeping."

The voice was still cold.

But neither the low sound quality nor the network cable can stop the momentum.

The style is too obvious.

"Sorry, typo." You Xinzheng said subconsciously.

Just as a rigorous researcher, You Xinzheng felt that he would not make such a low-level mistake. He lowered his head and looked at the call page on his mobile phone again. The three words displayed on it——

"Little Junior Sister"

That's right.

"Master Jiang?" You Xinzheng hesitated.

His hallucination?

Didn't I hear that Jiang Fuli was also in bad luck?

And why did his voice come from Junior Sister's phone?

"It's me," Jiang Fuli motioned to Ming Dongheng to take the computer to the lounge next door. He pushed the frame of the mirror with his middle finger and walked to the next door, "Academician You, what do you want to see her for? I will tell her when she wakes up. .”

You Xinzheng finally confirmed.

It's really Jiang Fuli.

"I'm looking for my junior sister," You Xinzheng was surprised. He didn't even have time to think about why Jiang Fuli, who was rumored to be in bad luck, was okay. He just said, "I asked her to come here today because I wanted to talk to her about the teacher. Before the teacher left, he said that he would hold an apprenticeship ceremony when he came back, but he left in a hurry, so during this memorial service, my junior brother and I are going to formally bring the little junior sister to the front."

You are sincere and concise.

We shouldn't be in such a hurry, but Academician Ma's research really needs a leader.

Jiang Fuli listened patiently to what he said before speaking, "I will tell you."

"Thank you." You Xinzheng thanked you politely.

Jiang Fuli turned his eyes to the door of the ward and said indifferently, "Don't spread the news that I woke up."

You Xinzheng heard this sentence clearly through her mobile phone and felt numbness in her back.

"Okay." He responded and hung up the phone.

The second I hung up, I took a deep breath.

I just heard the rumor in the morning that Jiang Fuli and Academician Ma are not on good terms. I don't know who leaked the news. You Xinzheng also knew that the person who leaked the news wanted to take advantage of the troubled waters.

It would be fine if something happened to Jiang Fuli, but now he is fine...

Maybe Mr. Jiang has not appeared in Jiangjing in the past two years and seems to be much easier to talk to, so many people have forgotten the methods of the previous Mr. Jiang!

Good night! ! !