Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

  Chapter 193 193 Meng Fu is back!

  Yu Yong’s words were plain, but Jiang Xinchen felt cold.

  Divorce...

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

  Unexpectedly, reasonable.

  Probably since the last time, when Yu Jia and Tong Jia stood by, he somewhat understood.

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

  Yu Yong paused, and said in a deep voice, "Xin Chen, think about it clearly, you also know where the Jiang family is now. Whether you stay in the Jiang family or not, you can’t change it."

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

  Mobile phone.

  Yu Zhenling sat on the side of the sofa and looked up at Yu Yong, with her hands tangled together: "Brother... are you really going to get a divorce?"

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

"You know what the Jiang family is doing now. They originally relied on Mr. Jiang. Before they were afraid of Meng Fu. Now that Meng Fu is dead, you also know Mr. Jiang's situation. The hospital had a critical illness order yesterday," Yu Yong sat down Opposite Yu Zhenling, he held a cup of tea and solemnly said: "Although I am a member of the Painting Association, I am still far from the chairman. If the Chu family does something to us, then I have no room for change."

  Yu's family has always had the heart to climb up.

  Especially after Yu Yong came back from the capital, he learned that the Yu family, who was regarded as a famous one in T City, was nothing when he got the capital.

  Went to M City this time, Yu Yong became more determined to climb up.

  He finally cultivated a Jiang Xinran. At this time, when something like this happened, Yu Yong could only abandon the car to protect him.

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

  **

  M City.

  Wei Jingke, as a diplomat, is now thanking the captain of the special rescue team in M ​​City, "I also want to thank you for this action."

  Otherwise, their rescue action was not so fast.

  Hearing this sentence, the captain of the special rescue team hurriedly bent over, with a cold sweat on his back, "Shao Wei, saving Miss Meng is our business, and the painting association's business is our business. You must not say that."

  Wei Jingke just said normally, he did not expect that the captain of the special rescue team was so panicked.

  Listen carefully, there is a little horror 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 instructions, say directly, we will be there on call." The captain of the special rescue team arched his hands.

  Waiting for them to leave, Wei Jingke turned sideways and turned to Su Huang: "Strange..."

  He originally wanted to ask Su Huang Mengfu, and then found that Su Huang was less familiar than 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. When the back of their car was all small, he 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 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 in the Federation.

   "Okay," Su Huang nodded. At this time, he also remembered another thing, "Miss Feng is going to take the Federal Association of Fragrance Association?"

   Hearing this sentence, Wei Jingke looked a little serious, “There are still two months left. She is admitted. The Feng Family will be stationed in the Federation. It’s just a matter of time.”

  Su Huang nodded, did not ask any more, said a few words to Wei Jingke, and returned to the capital.

  Wei Jingke watched her leave, put his hand in his pocket, and was about to see Meng Fu.

  **

  Mengfu ward, she is still wearing a medical gown, her hands are unexpectedly fine, but the CT image shows some internal injuries.

  She woke up, in addition to calling Mr. Jiang, she subsequently reported safety to the pedestrians like Li Qingning and Xu Bochuan, Che Shao Chuyue, "No, don't come, I'm fine."

   "Sister Fan, I'll go see Director Gao." After the call, Meng Fucai opened 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 in his hand and brought the jacket over to Meng Fu. "The high-level guide is on the opposite side, let's go."

  Meng Fu took over the jacket, put it on himself, and tilted his head while walking out, coughing: "Sister Fan, did you bring me wine."

  Zhao Fan kept quiet, and whispered: "In the cabinet next to your bed."

  If it was in the past, Zhao Fan also took into account the identity of Meng Fu as a singer, and stood in a unified line with Su Cheng.

  But at this time, Meng Fu escaped from the dead, and his life was hanging by a thread. Zhao Fan felt that he could not refuse Meng Fu, so he secretly hid a can of wine while serving Mengfu.

   "Go on the road." Meng Fu patted Zhao Fan on the shoulder.

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

   "Oh." Meng Fu is not surprised.

  The two were going to the high-level guidance ward together, but they did not expect that the high-level guidance had already been pushed over by his wife.

  It has been half a day since the rescue came out, Zhao Fan and others notified the family of the senior director as soon as possible.

  Gao Dao’s leg has just been put in a cast. He is now sitting in a wheelchair with his legs upright, his wife is pushing him, and he is talking to Qin Hao: "Is the rest of the crew okay?"

Qin Hao knocked on the men in Mengfu's ward, and said, "I have arranged the crew. Except for some cameras, USB flash drives and negatives are all available. I'll take care of the scene. You should take care of your injuries first. Don't worry about other things. ."

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

  His wife, who was pushing the lead, saw Meng Fu, immediately put down the wheelchair of the lead, and bends over in gratitude towards Meng Fu, "Miss Meng, thank you for saving our senior Gao’s life..."

  Zhao Fan and Su Di did not say anything, but Gao Dao’s wife listened to Gao Dao. This time without Meng Fu, Gao Dao died three days ago.

  Qin Hao also turned to Meng Fu, got up, and finally let go of the hanging heart: "It's okay."

   "Mrs. Gao, don't make such a big gift. You should, Gao Dao also gave Meng Fu a lot of opportunities." Zhao Fan stopped Gao Dao's wife and laughed.

  "Your hands are really okay?" The two people spoke well, but Gao Dao was sitting in a wheelchair with his eyes on Meng Fu's arm. "In theory, this is impossible..."

"Snapped--"

   Gao Dao’s wife relentlessly patted Gao Dao’s forehead, “What’s impossible, I think you’re itchy? Why don’t you thank Miss Meng!”

   "No, no, it's possible, it's possible," Gao Dao retracted his gaze, looking at Meng Fu with a real face, "How could something happen to your hand!"

  And thank you.

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

  "Miss Meng..." As soon as Su Di came in, he looked at Meng Fu excitedly, and stopped talking.

  Others don’t know, but Su Di has experienced it and naturally knows that the energy in Meng Fu seems to be greater than that in him?

   Is Meng Fu also a member of the Guwu family?

  But the ancient Wu family has never heard of Jiang or Meng...

  Weird.

  Wei Jingke put a bunch of flowers he bought on the road on the table aside. He was not familiar with Meng Fu and was even a little embarrassed.

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

  Su Di sent him out first.

"This Miss Meng is really a bit weird," Wei Jingke turned to Su Di, "When you knew you were in danger, the Art Association here turned to the M City Special Rescue Team. Don’t you think it’s weird that they don’t even look down on the big elders?"

   Hearing Wei Jingke talking about this, Su Di only raised his brow, not too strange, and said "Oh".

  Don’t say anything else.

  Meng Fu, a star of the fire, can install a racer at will, and he can stand side by side with Bertram.

  Also, the president of the painting association I met with Meng Fu last time, that person must be from the headquarters of the Beijing Painting Association.

   Then, there is the perfumer Su Di has been guessing.

  Wei Jingke looked at Su Di, always feeling that he was a little bit awkward with his "Oh".

  **

  The next day.

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

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

  After the rescue team rescued Meng Fu, Yan Langfeng has been asking people to investigate the matter of preventing the rescue by the special rescue team of M City.

  The Chu family has always been secretive. The main force of Yan Langfeng is in the capital. It is difficult to find the secrets of T City in a short period of time, but he also found out a little bit.

  Don’t say Yan Langfeng asks, even if he doesn’t ask, City Lord M will tell the truth.

  After listening to the other party’s explanation, Yan Langfeng slightly twisted his eyebrows, and he hung up.

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

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

  Meng Fu was infusion over there, "Teacher, it’s okay, but the drawing for the rematch will be handed in two days later."

  The previous painting was pressed on the cliff.

   "Yes," Yan Langfeng said this is not a problem. He only pondered for a while before talking about what he cared about: "Is anyone in T City targeting you?"

   "Yes," Meng Fu said casually, "I envy people who are jealous and hate me. Most of them are jealous of talents."

  Yan Langfeng: "..."

  The call was not loud, not only Yan Langfeng, but the assistant beside Yan Langfeng also heard it, and couldn't help but laughed with a "poof".

  The people who talked to Yan Langfeng in the past, especially He Xiyuan and the people of the painting association, were all serious and respectful. Where is Meng Fu like this?

So funny.

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

  The group of old guys, definitely can't say Meng Fu.

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

  Hung up the phone, Yan Langfeng held the phone in his palm and turned to the assistant, “Please contact T City Painting Association. Let’s get ready and go back to T City immediately.”

  He wanted to see who it was who dared to touch his Yan Langfeng’s apprentice!

  **

  Meng Fu is here.

  Listening to Yan Langfeng's words, she couldn't help but squinted her eyes, then she sat up and thought for a while with her eyes down, and directly pulled out the infusion tube.

  "Miss Meng, what are you doing?" Next to the nurse, the nurse who was recording was panicked, "Your body has not fully recovered..."

  Outside, Su Cheng, who was talking to Old Doctor Luo, walked in.

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

   "Brother Cheng, I want to go back to T City." Meng Fu put on his slippers and reached for his jacket.

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

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

  The attitudes of these two people are a bit strange. Su Di and Zhao Fan looked at each other, but they didn't ask much.

  Sudi went directly to arrange air tickets.

  M City is some distance from T City.

  Three hours later.

  Mengfu and his party arrived at T City Airport.

  Wei Jingke still had something to talk to Su Cheng, so they came back, and Wei Jingke followed.

  Meng Fu’s nanny car is parked at T City Airport. The nanny car is big enough to fit one more Wei Jingke.

   "Hospital." Meng Fu made a decisive decision.

  Just two words, without explanation, Su Di knew that it was the hospital where Old Man Jiang was staying, and drove directly to the hospital.

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

  Only this time I came back. The floor of Mr. Jiang was very quiet. Zhao Fan and Su Di followed Meng Fu Su Cheng out of the elevator. They looked at each other, and they could feel the strange atmosphere.

  The closer you are to Mr. Jiang’s ward, the deeper the corners of Meng Fu’s lips will be pressed.

  Su Cheng walked in front of her and pushed aside a half step. With his current ability, he naturally knew that there was no one else in the ward of Mr. Jiang. He twisted his brows slightly and directly pushed the door of Mr. Jiang’s ward.

  The ward is quiet, the curtains are closed, only the sound of the instrument "ticking".

  Su Cheng turned on the light next to the door, and he saw Mr. Jiang lying on the bed with his eyes closed, looking at the electrocardiogram next to him, every sound was very slow, and there was a sudden pause.

  Zhao Fan’s eyes changed, and he immediately rang the bell next to Mr. Jiang’s bed, “Where’s the doctor, where’s the nurse?! Where are the people?!”

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

  Meng Fu and Su Cheng have already walked to the bed.

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

  She had set a treatment plan for Mr. Jiang before, and brought Mr. Jiang back, who was dying, but she didn't expect to see that Mr. Jiang was in such a terrible situation in less than a week.

  Meng Fu didn't say anything, and opened the box on the bedside where she put the spices and medicine for Mr. Jiang.

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

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

  Meng Fu put down the box and turned to Jiang Xinchen. No joy or anger could be seen on his face: "What did I leave for Grandpa? Where did I go? Why are you alone? Where's the nurse? What about the doctor?!"

Jiang Xinchen shook his head, he put the kettle on the ground, "It's okay, you will be fine when you come back. Grandpa has been talking about you when he is awake occasionally these two days," he said, he squatted to the bedside and called to Grandpa Jiang: , Wake up, sister is back..."

   On the hospital bed, his face was pale and his eyes closed, Old Man Jiang seemed to sense something, his eyelids moved, and then slowly opened his eyes.

   "Fu'er, why are you back now?" Seeing Meng Fu, old man Jiang's tired eyes suddenly lit up, "It's fine if you come back, grandpa is fine, this person, there is always birth, old age, sickness and death."

  Elder Jiang’s voice was weak and feeble: "Fu'er, you and Xin Chen both left T City..."

  Meng Fu pursed her lips. She squatted on the edge of the bed, clutching Old Man Jiang’s wrist, and turned to Jiang Xinchen, her face pale: "What's the matter?"

  Jiang Xinchen did not speak. Su Cheng saw that for two minutes, no one came over. He tilted his head and said, "Su Di, go get the attending doctor."

  Hearing Su Cheng's words, Grandpa Jiang suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Su Cheng's hand. He was a bit agitated at this moment, unable to speak, and only shook his head beggingly.

"Don't go!" Jiang Xinchen raised his head, looked at Su Cheng and Meng Fu, shook his head, choked up and said: "After you had an accident two days ago, Dad called and said that ordinary people cannot dispatch the special rescue team in M ​​City. I left the things you left with him to the Chu family and asked them to report to M City. However, they didn’t want to let go of our Jiang family. The Chu family stared at the entire hospital and forbid any doctor to come to see Grandpa. The nurse who took care of grandpa has been taken away..."

   "Drip——"

  The ECG has a long beep!

  Old man Jiang was too excited and passed out again.

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

  (End of this chapter)