12dz Chapter 347 Professor Jiang is at my house
Chapter 347 Professor Jiang is at my house
In the luxurious and quiet villa in Goldsmith Bay, the sunlight shines through the thin curtains, casting mottled light and shadows. Mu Xiaoji lies quietly on his spacious and comfortable bedroom bed, his face looking a little haggard, and he is drowsy and in a deep sleep.
The old lady sat by the bed, her eyes full of worry and pity, holding her eldest grandson's hand tightly. Her hands trembled slightly, as if conveying her inner uneasiness and concern.
She turned to look at Shen Rou and Xiao Yue beside her, and said with a choked voice and full of helplessness: "What's wrong with Chenxi's body?
He is a doctor himself, why can't he take good care of himself? Could it be that I am unlucky and have brought bad luck to them?
One is gone, and this one is the only one left, and he is still sick."
As she spoke, the old lady's eyes became red and tears flowed uncontrollably. The tears slid down her wrinkled cheeks and dripped onto the bed sheet, leaving a small wet area.
Seeing this, Xiao Yue hurried forward and said softly, "Grandma, please don't let your imagination run wild.
Young Master Chenxi is born weak. It is a problem he has had since he was a child and has nothing to do with you.
You have always loved the young masters the most, and the young masters cannot do without your care and love. "
Shen Rou also echoed and nodded slightly in response: "Mom, you have been shopping all day today, you must be exhausted. Why don't you go back to the bedroom and rest for a while. When Chenxi wakes up, I will come out to talk to you in the evening."
Without waiting for grandma's consent, Xiao Yue carefully reached out and helped the old lady up, saying, "Let's go, grandma, let the young master rest here quietly for a while. Once he has enough energy, he will be able to have dinner and chat with you in the evening."
Although the old lady was reluctant, she had no choice but to turn around reluctantly and leave Mu Xiaoji's bedroom, looking back every few steps.
Shen Rou followed closely behind, closing the door gently, fearing that any noise would disturb her sleeping son.
At this time, although Mu Xiaoji's body was in a deep sleep, his thoughts were wandering on the edge of dreams and reality.
In his mind, the bustling scene in the shopping mall square kept emerging, especially the heartbreaking scene beside the flower bed.
At that time, the crowd was surging like a tide. He was anxious and tried to squeeze into the crowd. He saw items scattered all over the ground, and Jiang Chengyu fell helplessly on the cold and hard ground.
When he hurriedly helped Jiang Chengyu up and held him tightly in his arms, he clearly saw that Jiang Chengyu's originally delicate features were now much thinner;
His cheeks were sunken and there were dark circles around his eyes, making him look tired.
Jiang Chengyu, who used to be always clean and well-dressed, was now wearing ill-fitting clothes with milk stains all over them.
The whole person's state is completely different from the lively and agile "little monster" image in his mind.
Jiang Chengyu looked at him, his eyes revealing strangeness and alienation, and his words were like a cold wind, piercing straight into his heart:
"We... should... be fine... now!" That strange and cold tone was like a sharp sword, piercing Mu Xiaoji's heart fiercely, making his heart bleed and hurt instantly.
Suddenly, Xiao Yue's words of consolation rang in his ears: "Master, it won't happen.
Young Master Jiang loves you so much that he even loves you with his life. How can this love be replaced by those things? You must believe him. "
When Mu Xiaoji thought of this, his thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, revealing a complex emotion of confusion and clarity.
He murmured softly, “Yeah, so many things happened, but I never really believed him, and I never calmed down and gave him a chance to explain.
Xiao Yue was right. The little monster protected me with his life time and time again and escaped from so many dangerous situations.
Given his deep affection for me, how could I believe that he would easily let go of the past just because of a simple "it's okay"? "
His voice trembled slightly, with a hint of regret and self-blame, "I'm sorry, little monster, I was confused. Where are you now?
Is it true that he has started his own family as I worried?
But now I have figured it out. I don't care whether you betrayed me or not. The only thing I want to know now is how you were doing after you ran out barefoot?
Does your lover love you? Does she take good care of you? Does she know how to ask about your well-being? "
His eyes were full of concern and worry, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself again: "Little Monster, I really just want to know if you are doing well now..."
The room was silent, with only Mu Xiaoji's light breathing and murmurs echoing in the air.
The sunlight outside the window was still bright, but it seemed unable to shine into his gloomy heart.
He lay quietly on the bed, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes. His thoughts had already drifted away, drifting to the person he had been thinking about but dared not touch easily...
Xiang Xiaowu was driving the car with full concentration, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, his hands firmly holding the steering wheel, and every movement he made was precise and cautious.
Following Jiang Chengyu's previous instructions, he carefully drove around the city a few times. During this time, he kept an eye on the vehicles behind him through the rearview mirror, not missing any suspicious signs.
Only after he was sure that there were no suspicious vehicles following him did he breathe a sigh of relief and drove boldly towards the villa halfway up the mountain.
Along the way, the little choubao seemed to be completely oblivious to the tense atmosphere in the car. He babbled on his own, his childish voice echoing softly in the car.
From time to time, he would stretch out his little hand, and his chubby little hand would tightly grasp Jiang Chengyu's collar, as if it was his most favorite toy, and he had a lot of fun playing with it.
Or she would raise her little hand and gently touch Jiang Chengyu's chin, and utter some unclear syllables from time to time, as if she was having a unique communication with Jiang Chengyu.
The car drove steadily into the yard and slowly stopped. Mrs. Wang gently bent down, leaned close to Jiang Chengyu's ear, and called out in a gentle and soft voice: "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang, we are home!"
However, Jiang Chengyu was still sleeping soundly without any reaction. His tired face looked particularly quiet, and only his even breathing indicated that he was still asleep.
Seeing this, Xiang Xiaowu turned around anxiously and asked, "Mrs. Wang, what should we do? Do we really have to follow Mr. Jiang's instructions and send him and the child to Mr. Song at the company?"
Mrs. Wang frowned, thought for a moment and then said, "Call Mr. Song first and explain the situation here in detail to see how Mr. Song arranges it."
"Okay, thank you Mrs. Wang." Xiang Xiaowu said gratefully.
Mrs. Wang nodded slightly, a hint of worry in her eyes. She watched Xiang Xiaowu take out his cell phone and calmly dialed Song Shijie's number.
At this time, Song Shijie had just sat in his car, and Rong Shishan had also sat in the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, and was ready to start the car.
The car started slowly and drove out of the underground parking lot. Suddenly, Song Shijie's cell phone rang, which was particularly abrupt in the quiet car.
He took out his cell phone and saw that the call on the screen was from Xiang Xiaowu. He was nervous and answered the call immediately without hesitation: "Hello, what's the matter?"
Xiang Xiaowu's voice came from the other end of the phone, with some tension and anxiety: "Boss Song, Boss Jiang has fallen into a deep sleep. He told me that if I can't wake him up at home, let me send him and the child to the company to give it to you.
Now we are home, but we can't wake him up. We don't know what to do, so we called you for advice."
After hearing this, Song Shijie's face instantly became solemn, and he quickly responded: "Wait, I'll be there soon."
"Yes, Mr. Song." Xiao Wu hung up the phone after receiving the instructions. "Old Rong, go to the villa halfway up the mountain, hurry up!" Song Shijie said to Rong Shishan, his tone full of urgency.
Rong Shishan responded, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped towards the villa halfway up the mountain. The dust raised by the wheels lingered behind him for a long time, and the atmosphere in the car became more tense...
Rong Shishan held the steering wheel firmly with both hands, his eyes fixed on the winding road ahead, and he stepped on the accelerator slightly, gradually increasing the speed of the car.
He took advantage of the gap between gear changes to look sideways at Song Shijie, his face full of worry and confusion, and asked, "Boss, what happened?"
Song Shijie sat in the back seat, his brows furrowed, his eyes showing deep worry, his face extremely heavy. After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "The brat has fallen into a deep sleep again, and I don't know what happened this time?"
After saying that, a trace of anxiety emerged on Song Shijie's face. He quickly searched through the address book on his mobile phone, swiping his fingers across the screen quickly, and finally found the phone number of Dr. Liu from the City Central Hospital. He dialed it without hesitation.
The call was quickly connected, and Dr. Liu's polite and gentle voice came from the receiver: "Hello, Mr. Song, how can I help you?"
Song Shijie said anxiously: “Doctor Liu, Professor Jiang is now at my house and has fallen into a deep sleep again. The situation is not optimistic.
I am concerned about his physical condition. Please ask your team members to come to the villa halfway up the mountain immediately to examine and diagnose him as soon as possible."
After receiving the invitation on the other end of the phone, Dr. Liu replied decisively without any hesitation: "Okay, Mr. Song, we will leave immediately and will arrive as quickly as possible." After that, he hung up the phone.
At this moment, the car was driven by Rong Shishan with superb driving skills, speeding on the road like an arrow shot from a bow. The scenery outside the car window passed by quickly, the wind whistled in my ears, and the wheels rubbed against the ground violently, splashing dust all the way.