What's more, he is as proud as Song Shaoyan.

I lived for the past five years for Song and my grandfather, and then... I have no reason to live.

Jiang Ci took a deep breath of cigarette, with an infinitely deep luster in his eyes.

He returned the will to Zhang De and asked him to keep it well and not let anyone know.

Jiang resigned from the hospital ward to guard.

The one who treated Song Shaoyan happened to be his senior brother. He chatted with his senior brother in the corridor.

"Jiang Ci, who is he you?"

"I used to be my patient, but now I am my friend."

"Oh, his fever was fierce this time, and with the flu and edema in his lungs, I have increased the potion for him and cannot worsen it." The male doctor said, "But his brain consciousness is very unclear, sometimes he is conscious, sometimes he is unconscious, his desire to survive is not strong, and his breath is weak."

"Will there be any sequelae?"

"He has a bad physical fitness. He had a major accident a few years ago, right? He will have a lower immunity than others and his recovery speed is slower."

"How long will it take to wake up?"

"It will take at least five or six days."

"It's very good." Jiang Ci was really looking down on this man, "Sometimes I really don't want to care about him anymore."

"Where is his family?"

"Where is no family, I'm alone."

"Where are relatives? None?"

"Not even." Jiang Ci suddenly felt a little sympathetic to him again. After his grandfather passed away, he really had no family anymore.

"Oh, wait a little longer, you will wake up, don't worry."

Jiang Ci is a doctor, so he naturally knows that Song Shaoyan will wake up, and it will be a matter of time sooner or later.

But in this way, what's the difference between waking up and not waking up? Both wills were made.

Jiang Ci was upset. If he didn't come to the capital, he would still have to take care of Song Shaoyan's affairs since he was here.

This person is very pitiful, and he has no relatives anymore.

Zhang De and Jiang Ci took turns guarding Song Shaoyan.

Zhang De is a good subordinate, he doesn't talk much, works efficiently, and is quite loyal.

The capital city in late autumn is full of splendor and splendor. The city is full of red maple leaves, which are extremely beautiful. At first glance, it looks like a burning cloud, connecting the endless sky.

During this time when Song Shaoyan was not awake, his lawyer settled the case of Song's ownership and Song's property, and began to help Song Shaoyan deal with the case of the merger of Song and Hengyuan.

The outside world still doesn't know about Song Lin and Gu Huiyin, only people in the financial circles vaguely find that these two women have disappeared for a long time.

Some people speculated that they had caused lawsuits and hid abroad, while others speculated that Song Lin retreated behind the scenes...

There are many different opinions.

Of course, some people also speculate whether Song Chengyuan's grandson came back and asked Song to leave.

Song Shaoyan was still lying on the bed, silently.

Jiang Ci would occasionally sigh. Song Shaoyan looked very similar to this five years ago, when he and his teacher had just pulled him back from the God of Death.

His teacher was skilled in medical skills, but despite this, Song Shaoyan still lay in bed for a whole year before he woke up.

When he woke up, he found that his legs could not move, and he cried so hard that he almost couldn't think of it.

During that period, Jiang Ci kept accompanying him, enlightening him, and taking him out of his grief.

But at that time, Song Shaoyan still had a sense of hope in his heart because he knew that the mine accident was man-made, and he would definitely find out the truth and find out the mastermind behind it.

At that time, Song Shaoyan had at least expectations and hope.

Now...

Jiang Ci looked at him on the hospital bed again.
Chapter completed!