Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Yu Yong's words were plain, but Jiang Xinchen's heart sank when he heard them.

divorce……

Jiang Xinchen's hands hanging on both sides tightened slightly, it was strange that he was not so surprised when Yu Yong said divorce at this time.

Unexpected, reasonable.

Probably from the last time, when the Yu family and the Tong family stood by and watched, he understood a little bit.

Jiang Xinchen squeezed the phone, slowly raised his head, and looked at Mr. Jiang in the ward: "I am the Jiang family."

Yu Yong paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Xinchen, think about it clearly, you know the current situation of the Jiang family, no matter whether you can stay in the Jiang family or not, it won't change."

"I see." Jiang Xinchen directly hung up the phone and walked outside the hospital.

On the phone side.

Yu Zhenling was sitting by the sofa, looking up at Yu Yong, with her hands together: "Brother...do you really want a divorce?"

Married to Jiang Quan for so many years, compared to other people, Jiang Quan has never missed the flowers outside, and Yu Zhenling has almost no dissatisfaction with this marriage.

"You know the current situation of the Jiang family. They relied on Mr. Jiang. Before, they were afraid of Meng Fu. Now that Meng Fu is dead, you also know the situation of Mr. Jiang. The hospital issued a critical illness report yesterday," Yu Yong sat down. Opposite Yu Zhenling, he picked up a cup of tea and said solemnly: "Although I am a member of the painting association, I am still far from the president. If the Chu family attacks us, then I have no room for change."

The Yu family has always had the desire to climb up.

Especially after Yu Yong came back from the capital, he realized that the Yu family, which was considered a famous family in T city, was nothing in the capital.

This time I went to M City, Yu Yong became more determined to climb up.

It took him a lot of effort to cultivate a Jiang Xinran, and now that something like this happened, Yu Yong had no choice but to abandon the car and save the handsome man.

"I've already found a lawyer for you." Yu Yong lowered his eyes, took a sip of tea, and continued, "Contact Jiang Quan to sign the divorce agreement, and you can discuss it yourself."

**

M city.

As a diplomat, Wei Jingke is now thanking the captain of the M City Special Rescue Team, "I also want to thank you for this operation."

Otherwise, their rescue actions would not be so fast.

Hearing this sentence, the captain of the special rescue team bent down quickly, with cold sweat running down his back, "Young Master Wei, saving Miss Meng is our job, and the painting association's job is our job, so please don't say that."

Wei Jingke just said normally, he didn't expect the captain of the special rescue team to be so flustered.

Listen carefully, there is still a little fear in his three words "Miss Meng".

what's going on?

Wei Jingke and Su Huang looked at each other.

"Young Master Wei, you are in M ​​City, if you have any orders, just tell us, we will be there whenever you are called." The captain of the special rescue team cupped his hands.

After they left, Wei Jingke turned sideways and turned to Su Huang: "Strange..."

He originally wanted to ask Su Huang and Meng Fu about Su Huang, but then he realized that Su Huang was not familiar with him, so he didn't ask, and it was useless to ask.

Su Huang also looked at the back of the captain of the special rescue team, and waited until the backs of their cars were gone, then turned around and walked to the airport. While calling Ma Cen, he was preparing to evacuate back to the capital.

"Young Master Wei, do you want to stay here or go back with me?" After preparing everything, Su Huang asked Wei Jingke.

Wei Jingke shook his head, "I won't go back to the capital, I will go directly to the Federation the day after tomorrow."

He has other things to do in the Commonwealth.

"Okay," Su Huang nodded, and at this moment he also thought of another thing, "Miss Feng is going to take the entrance examination for the Federation Fragrance Association?"

Hearing this sentence, Wei Jingke looked a little serious, "There are still two months left, and she will pass the exam. It's just a matter of time before the Feng family enters the federation."

Su Huang nodded, didn't ask any more questions, said a few words to Wei Jingke, and then returned to the capital.

Wei Jingke watched her back and left, put his hands in his pockets, ready to see Meng Fu.

**

In Meng Fu's ward, she was still wearing a hospital gown. Her hands were unexpectedly fine, but according to the CT scan, there were some internal injuries.

When she woke up, in addition to calling Mr. Jiang, she also reported to Li Qingning, Xu Bochuan and Che Shaochuyue that they were safe, "Don't, don't come, I'm fine."

"Sister Fan, I'm going to see Director Gao." After making the phone call, Meng Fu lifted the quilt and turned his head to look at Zhao Fan.

"Slow down, take a good rest first, look at your face, there is no blood at all," Zhao Fan put down the thermos bucket in his hand, and brought the jacket to Meng Fu, "Director Gao is just across the way, let's go."

Meng Fu took the coat and put it on for himself. As he walked out, he tilted his head and coughed: "Sister Fan, did you bring me some wine?"

Zhao Fan remained calm and whispered, "It's in the closet next to your bed."

If it was in the past, Zhao Fan still took into account Meng Fu's status as a singer, and stood on the same line with Su Cheng.

But at this time, Meng Fu narrowly escaped death, and his life was hanging by a thread. Zhao Fan felt that he could not refuse Meng Fu, so when he was buying food for Meng Fu, he secretly hid a can of wine and brought it up.

"On the road." Meng Fu patted Zhao Fan's shoulder.

Zhao Fan was modest, "By the way, Chairman Yan also called you before to ask you, and said he wanted to see you."

"Oh." Meng Fu was not surprised.

The two were planning to go to the senior director's ward together, but they didn't expect that the senior director had already been pushed over by his wife first.

It has been half a day since the rescue came out, Zhao Fan and others immediately notified Gao Dao's family.

Director Gao's leg has just been put in a plaster cast. He is now sitting on a wheelchair with his leg raised high. His wife is pushing him, and he is talking to Qin Hao: "Is the rest of the crew okay?"

Qin Hao knocked on the people in Meng Fu's ward, and said: "I have also arranged for the crew. Except for some cameras, USB flash drives and negatives are all there. I will take care of everything on set. You should take care of your wounds first. Don't worry about other things. .”

Inside, Zhao Fan opened the door, saw Director Gao and the others, and smiled, "I just said I was going to find your door."

Gao Dao's wife, who was pushing Gao Dao, saw Meng Fu, and immediately put down the wheelchair pushing Gao Dao, and bowed down gratefully towards Meng Fu, "Miss Meng, thank you for saving our old Gao's life..."

Zhao Fan didn't tell anyone in Sudi, but Gao Dao's wife heard from Gao Dao that if there was no Meng Fu this time, Gao Dao would have died three days ago.

Qin Hao also turned to Meng Fu, stood up, and finally let go of his hanging heart: "It's fine."

"Mrs. Gao, don't do such a big gift. Director Gao has given Meng Fu a lot of opportunities." Zhao Fan stopped Director Gao's wife and laughed.

"Is your hand okay?" The two spoke well, but Director Gao, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked on Meng Fu's arm, "Theoretically, this is impossible..."

"Snapped--"

Gao Dao's wife patted Gao Dao on the forehead mercilessly, "What's impossible, I think you are itchy? Hurry up and thank Miss Meng!"

"No, no, it's possible, it's possible," Director Gao withdrew his gaze, and looked at Meng Fu sincerely, "How could something happen to your hand!"

And thank you.

A few people were talking, Wei Jingke and Su Di outside also came to see Meng Fu.

"Miss Meng..." As soon as Su Di came in, he looked at Meng Fu excitedly, but hesitated to speak.

Others don't know, but Su Di has experienced it, so he naturally knows that the energy in Meng Fu's body seems to be greater than that in his body?

Could it be that Meng Fu is also from the Guwu family?

But the ancient martial arts family has never heard of someone surnamed Jiang or Meng...

strangeness.

Wei Jingke put a bouquet of flowers bought on the way on the table beside him, he was not familiar with Meng Fu, and he was even a little embarrassed.

After waiting in the room for two minutes, he was about to leave.

Su Di sent him out first.

"This Ms. Meng is really a bit strange." Wei Jingke turned to Su Di, "You know that when you are in danger, the Painting Association here actually found the M City Special Rescue Team. Don't you think it's strange that even the Great Elder and the others don't like it?"

Hearing Wei Jingke mention this, Su Di only raised his eyebrows, and said "oh" without being overly surprised.

Don't say anything else.

Meng Fu is a popular star, he can stand side by side with Bertram just by pretending to be a racing driver.

Also, the president of the Painting Association I met at Meng Fu's place last time must be from the headquarters of the Beijing Painting Association.

Then, there was the perfumer that Su Di had been guessing.

Wei Jingke looked at Su Di, and always felt that his "oh" sounded a little unbearable.

**

the next day.

For the past two days, Yan Langfeng has been busy with Meng Fu's affairs at the reception desk of the Painting Association in M ​​City.

He was talking on the phone with the city lord of M city, Yan Langfeng said straightforwardly: "Do you know the Chu family in T city?"

After those people's rescue team rescued Meng Fu, Yan Langfeng has been asking people to investigate the fact that someone prevented the M city special rescue team from rescuing.

The Chu family has always been secretive, Yan Langfeng's main force is in the capital, it is difficult to find out the secrets of T city in a short period of time, but he also found out a little bit.

Not to mention Yan Langfeng asking, even if he didn't ask, the Lord of City M would tell the truth.

After listening to the other party's explanation, Yan Langfeng frowned slightly, and he hung up the phone.

"Master." The assistant beside him poured Yan Langfeng a cup of tea.

Holding the phone, Yan Langfeng lowered his head and thought for a while, then called Meng Fu again, "How is your body?"

Meng Fu is getting an infusion, "Teacher, it's fine, but the drawings for the rematch will be due two days late."

The previous painting was pressed against the cliff.

"Yes." This is not a problem for Yan Langfeng, he only pondered for a while, and then talked about his concern: "Is someone in T city targeting you?"

"Yes," Meng Fu said unhurriedly, "There are many people who envy and hate me. Heaven is jealous of talents."

Yan Langfeng: "..."

The voice of the phone was not loud, not only Yan Langfeng, but also the assistant beside Yan Langfeng could not help laughing out loud.

People who talked to Yan Langfeng in the past, especially He Xiyuan and others from the Painting Association, were all serious and respectful, there was no such thing as Meng Fu.

So funny.

The assistant couldn't help thinking about when Meng Fu would go to the capital, the Painting Association would be fun.

Those old fellows definitely couldn't beat Meng Fu.

Yan Langfeng: "...that's all right."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Langfeng held the phone in his palm and turned to his assistant, "Contact me with the Art Association of T City, let's get ready and go back to T City right away."

He wants to see who is it who dares to touch Yan Langfeng's apprentice!

**

Meng Fu is here.

Hearing Yan Langfeng's words, she couldn't help squinting her eyes, then sat up, lowered her eyes to think for a while, and pulled out the infusion tube directly.

"Miss Meng, what are you doing?" The nurse who was recording beside her panicked, "You haven't fully recovered yet..."

Outside, Su Cheng, who was talking to old doctor Luo, came in.

The infusion needle pulled out by Meng Fu was still dripping with blood. Meng Fu was wearing a thin T-shirt, and his left hand was hanging down like this. It was slender and slender, and he could clearly see the blue blood vessels on the back of his hand.

"Brother Cheng, I'm going back to T City." Meng Fu put on his slippers and reached for his coat.

"Go back now?" Su Di, who went outside to get breakfast, came back, and was taken aback when he heard this, "Miss Meng, you haven't fully recovered yet."

Su Cheng withdrew his gaze and made a decisive decision: "Prepare the ticket."

The attitudes of these two people were a little strange, Su Di and Zhao Fan looked at each other, but didn't ask any more questions.

Su Di went directly to arrange the air ticket.

There is a distance between M city and T city.

Three hours later.

Meng Fu and his party arrived at T City Airport.

Wei Jingke still had something to discuss with Su Cheng, so when they came back, Wei Jingke also followed.

Meng Fu's nanny car is parked at the T city airport. The nanny car is big enough to fit an extra Wei Jingke.

"Hospital." Meng Fu made a decisive decision.

Just two words, no need to explain, Su Di knew that it was the hospital where Mr. Jiang was currently staying, and drove directly to the hospital.

Mr. Jiang has always had a separate VIP convalescent ward in the hospital.

It's just that when he came back this time, Mr. Jiang's floor was very quiet. Zhao Fan and Su Di followed Meng Fu and Su Cheng out of the elevator, looked at each other, and felt a strange atmosphere.

The closer he was to Mr. Jiang's ward, the deeper the corners of Meng Fu's lips.

Su Cheng walked in front of her and pushed half a step away. With his current ability, he naturally knew that there was no one else in Mr. Jiang's ward. He frowned slightly and pushed open the door of Mr. Jiang's ward.

The ward was quiet, the curtains were drawn, and there was only the "tick-tick" sound of the instrument.

Su Cheng turned on the light by the door, and saw Mr. Jiang lying on the bed with his eyes closed, looking at the electrocardiogram next to him. It was beeping very slowly, and there was a sudden pause.

Zhao Fan's eyes changed, and he immediately rang the bed bell beside Mr. Jiang's bed, "Where's the doctor, where's the nurse?! Where is he?!"

Seeing that the bed bell was useless, Zhao Fan went directly to the corridor to find a nurse and a doctor.

Meng Fu and Su Cheng had already walked to the bedside.

Meng Fu pursed his lips, and directly grabbed Old Man Jiang's arm.

She had made a treatment plan for old man jiang before, and brought back old man jiang who was on the verge of death, but she didn't expect to see old man jiang in such a bad state in less than a week.

Meng Fu didn't say anything, and opened the box beside the bed where she put spices and medicines for Mr. Jiang.

As soon as I opened the lid, I saw that it was all empty.

Outside, Jiang Xinchen, who went out to turn on the water, came in with a thermos. Seeing that the door was ajar, he pushed the door open and saw Meng Fu. For the first time, he called out with a choked voice, "Sister."

Meng Fu put down the box and turned to Jiang Xinchen, with no expression of joy or anger on his face: "Where is the thing I left for grandpa? Where did it go? Why are you alone? Where's the nurse? Where's the doctor?!"

Jiang Xinchen shook his head, and he put the kettle on the ground, "It's okay, just come back, grandpa has been thinking about you when he is awake occasionally these two days," he said, squatting down beside the bed, calling to old man Jiang: "Grandpa , Wake up, my sister is back..."

On the hospital bed, Mr. Jiang, with a pale face and closed eyes, seemed to sense something, his eyelids moved, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Fu'er, why are you back now?" Seeing Meng Fu, Mr. Jiang's weary eyes suddenly brightened, "It's good that you're back, grandpa is fine, this person is always born, old, sick and dying."

Mr. Jiang's voice was weak and lifeless: "Fu'er, both you and Xinchen have left T City..."

Meng Fu pursed her lips. She squatted beside the bed, grabbed Mr. Jiang's wrist, and turned to Jiang Xinchen with a livid face: "What's going on?"

Jiang Xinchen didn't speak. After seeing Su Cheng for two minutes, still no one came, he turned his head: "Su Di, go and grab the attending doctor."

Hearing Su Cheng's words, Mr. Jiang suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Su Cheng's hand. He was a little emotional at this moment, unable to speak, and only shook his head in prayer.

"Don't go!" Jiang Xinchen raised his head, looked at Su Cheng and Meng Fu, shook his head, choked up and said, "After your accident two days ago, Dad called and said that ordinary people couldn't dispatch the special rescue team in M ​​City. Give the things you left him to the Chu family and ask them to report to M City. But they don’t want to let our Jiang family go, the Chu family’s people stare at the whole hospital and don’t allow any doctor to see grandpa. The nurse who took care of grandpa has been taken away..."

"drop--"

A long beep from the electrocardiogram!

Mr. Jiang was so emotional that he passed out again.

Su Cheng took a deep breath, and he turned around: "Let old doctor Luo come over, and also, inform the Chen family."