The wealthy family is also pretending to be poor for each other today

Suddenly, He Ting's eyes darkened.

He himself could feel the incomparable coolness in his voice, "When grandma woke up, she told her that the same method failed."

At this moment, He Ting was obviously on the verge of rage.

Ye Yunzhou next to him couldn't help being shocked when he saw this, so he quickly mouthed and asked: What happened?

He Ting frowned and shook his head.

At this time, Achun's even more panicked and crying voice came from the other side of the phone, "No, no, Mr. He! It's true this time! The wound is so deep, the water in the bathtub is dyed red!"

"What did you say?"

He Ting felt a bolt of lightning explode in his head, and he walked out quickly involuntarily. There was a complex darkness in his black eyes, "Has the wound stopped bleeding?"

Ye Yunzhou couldn't help but sigh as he looked at his disappearing figure.

Grandma He...is really quite capable.

But just when Ating was already so worried, it only added fuel to the fire...

At the same time, He Ting had arrived at the underground garage.

"I've already called the emergency number, Mr. He, but the car hasn't arrived yet. The old lady's condition is really not good this time! Please believe it!"

Ah Chun repeated over and over again as if his soul had been frightened.

In fact, since the last time Mrs. He suddenly got angry and hit Achun with a teacup, she called her and apologized to her in tears not long after, and went to the hospital in person to take her back to He's house, and even cooked for her with her own hands. I want to try my best to make up for my mistakes.

After all, we have been together for so many years.

What's more, Mrs. He was already so old. After all, Achun couldn't bear to say his resignation, so he continued to work like this.

Mrs. He also doubled her salary.

But in fact, after the previous incident, Ah Chun also subconsciously and carefully avoided when Mrs. He seemed to be in a bad mood. At the same time, he controlled his mouth and stopped talking too much, so as not to make Mrs. He angry and avoid getting angry. Injure yourself.

But Ah Chun vaguely felt that Mrs. He seemed to be much silent.

Most of the time, she would watch TV quietly by herself, or play her best chess game alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and she would not always lament to Achun that she wanted to see her grandson get married.

However, Achun struggled for a long time but didn't know what else he could do.

He didn't dare to contact He Ting again easily.

The relationship between grandfather and grandson is already a bit bad. If I hear too much about Mrs. He, I am afraid that the knot between the two will never be resolved.

Today, however, Mrs. He seemed to be in a better mood.

Not only did he talk more, he also carefully trimmed all the hibiscus flowers in the garden with great interest, and finally told Achun that he was a little tired and wanted to take a bath.

Of course Ah Chun quickly went to help her put water at a suitable temperature.

Didn't think much about it at all.

Mrs. He walked in and closed the door with a smile that had not appeared recently...

"But soon, I found that the old lady seemed to have forgotten to take off her necklace... That necklace was also given to her by Mr. He, and she had to carefully maintain it before going to bed every night... So I knocked on the door again and asked She, but...but..."

Ah Chun finally collapsed on the phone and couldn't talk anymore.

After calling several times without getting an answer, she finally realized something might be wrong and quickly found a spare key to open the door.

As a result, they saw that Mrs. He's wrist was weakly draped in the bathtub. The blood was stained bright red, and she had already passed out!

But for some reason, the corners of his mouth are curved...

And He Ting drove the car without saying a word, with a cold look in his eyes, as if he wanted to freeze everything he saw to pieces——

'drop'! ! !

It happened that at this moment, the car in front suddenly stopped suddenly.

As a result, the steering wheel whined in He Ting's hands as if it was about to be smashed to pieces, but the speed of the car did not slow down at all. It just turned sharply and returned to the straight line, and regardless of it, the car in front of it was directly pushed into the barrier. Take it with you!

A ride to the dust.

"Are you sick?"

A fashionably dressed woman stumbled out of the smoking car. Although she was not injured, she was almost frightened to death, so she stamped her feet in an extremely frustrated manner, "It's great to drive a luxury car——"

"Shut up you!"

There was also a man with a big belly who struggled to get out of the car, his face full of anger, "I won't let you drive! I won't even look at whose car it is!"

Then, raising his hand was a loud slap in the face!

"you!"

The woman was beaten so hard that she covered her face with tears.

And the man pushed her into the isolation zone mercilessly, "I have lost my fucking mind to fall in love with an idiot like you! How many brains do you have to dare to leave Young Master He's car! From now on we not related!"

After saying that, he took a taxi directly on the roadside and left in a hurry.

Anyway, this car is not in his name, so he doesn’t want it!

The woman immediately froze and was stunned on the spot. She couldn't even stand up from the isolation zone for a long time, but two words kept echoing in her mind: It's over!

But at this time, He Ting didn't have time to care about this kind of carelessness.

"doctor!"

After stepping out of the elevator, he strode towards the emergency room. Without delay, he grabbed a doctor who was just about to enter and asked, "How is the situation now?"

"Ah, Master He! Please calm down first!"

Realizing that his expression was simply terrifying, especially those dark eyes that seemed to be swallowing him up, the doctor couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart as he felt the cold air rising from the soles of his feet to the sky!

Only then did He Ting realize that he had exerted too much force, and the doctor's face was almost deformed by the pain, so he immediately let go, "...I'm sorry."

"Ahaha...I understand! I understand!"

The doctor forced a smile, and involuntarily stretched out his hand to quickly touch the painful area on his arm, "Who wouldn't be anxious if their elders had an accident? This is human nature! But..."

In an instant, the furrow between He Ting's brows deepened again, "It's nothing."

"This time, Mrs. He's situation is really not good."

The doctor sighed and said with a somewhat solemn expression, "Young Master He, don't blame me for talking too much. Although Mrs. He's swallowing of sleeping pills didn't cause any harm last time, this time it's really different. The wound was too deep and she lost a lot of blood. Efforts are being made inside to rescue him, but there is a risk that he may not wake up."

He Ting took a long, deep breath, his eyes complicated, "I know."

He is a doctor, so how could he not understand the big difference between this time and the last time he was 'rambling'!

"And..."