I was a little sleepy at first, but suddenly I heard international financial news mentioning the famous Song Group in the capital.

Song Group and Huacheng's well-known jewelry group Hengyuan joined forces. The Song Group, which had no longer had much vitality, seemed to have been injected with fresh blood and its stocks rose sharply.

The domestic investment circle is optimistic about Hengyuan. Now Hengyuan and Song have joined forces and heard that Song is about to carry out drastic reforms. This is undoubtedly a major news in the financial circle.

Ning An listened for a while and changed the station.

Jiang Ci, who was far away in Huacheng, also saw the news. He was on duty in the department and was adjusting the station casually.

Song Shaoyan did not return to Huacheng with him, and he was a little worried. Moreover, Song Shaoyan has been working overloaded for a while. He heard from his assistant Zhang De that Song Shaoyan fainted several times while working at night.

Jiang Ci was a little confused about this man, what was he thinking?

If he asked, the man said he was too verbal.

But isn’t it equivalent to losing one’s life? If life is gone, what’s the use of this huge group no matter how brilliant it is?

Jiang Ci is a doctor, and he always feels that his body is the capital. He pulled Song Shaoyan back from the God of Death back then, but he didn't let him die.

This person is really inexplicable.

Logically speaking, revenge was avenged and property was taken back, so you can live a good life in the future.

At this moment, Jiang Ci's cell phone rang, it was Zhang De's phone number.

"Doctor Jiang, Mr. Song's face is very bad. What should I do? I just pleated from hemoptysis."

"I'm sent to the hospital, what else can I do? He doesn't listen to what I said."

"Doctor Jiang, come to the capital. Mr. Song's face has been too bad recently, and he can't eat. He keeps smoking and coughing." Zhang De was very anxious, "He is not willing to go to the hospital. I can only call you after thinking about it."

"He is sick, I don't care about him anymore, no matter how much!" Jiang Ci came out without any hesitation.

This feeling is probably understood by only those who are doctors.

The patient who had finally been cured suddenly began to commit suicide. Only when he was not angry would he have a ghost.

"Doctor Jiang, you can't ignore Mr. Song. You have been in charge of him for five years. Do you have the heart to see him like this?"

"Then what do you think I can do? If he doesn't eat, will I feed him?"

“…”

Hang up the phone, Jiang Ci became more angry the more he thought about it.

In the end, he took off his white coat, changed into his usual outfit, and rushed to the capital overnight.

He could not watch Song Shaoyan kill himself.

He can only comfort himself, the doctor is kind.

Song Shaoyan did not live in Song's house, and had been living in a new villa, which was a villa he bought back then.

This small villa is not as luxurious as the Mozai Kuoda, but it also has a unique charm.

When Jiang Ci rushed over, Song Shaoyan was indeed lying on the bed, with fever and nonsense.

As soon as Jiang Ci approached him, he grabbed Jiang Ci's arm and closed his eyes: "Don't leave... don't leave..."

"..." Jiang Cimo.

"I know... you don't love me..." Song Shaoyan was still talking nonsense.

Jiang Cimo, of course he doesn't love him.

He is a man and loves girls.

No, Jiang Ci thought about it again, who is Song Shaoyan talking about? Ning'an?

He knew that Ning An was his ex-wife. Since he was his ex-wife... he had a happy breakup long ago?

What's more, they have a family and a job in New York now, and they live a good life. So Song Shaoyan won't be? It's been a few years, but haven't let it go yet?
Chapter completed!