Yu Xiang: "Don't worry, sir. The doctor said the situation is okay, and the probability of a successful operation is quite high."
"Um." The Old Master Jiang was quickly rolling the walnuts in his hands. "It's good that there's nothing serious. You stay here and inform Butler Lin if there's any change."
She nodded. "Okay. Are you being discharged from the hospital?"
Knowing that the Old Master Jiang was in a very irritable mood at the moment, Steward Lin answered on his behalf. "Don't worry, First Madam. There's a medical team at home."
Yu Xiang didn't ask any more questions and watched as Steward Lin wheeled the Old Master Jiang out of the hospital and back home.
Not long after.
People in the circle of the wealthy families in Jing City all received the news that the three Jiang brothers had been attacked one after another.
Some speculated that it was the second brother who was secretly up to something, trying to take advantage of the former chairman's serious illness to eliminate the other three brothers and seize power for himself.
Just as the competitors were trying to take advantage of this internal and external crisis to make a move, news came that the life - threatening former chairman had been discharged from the hospital in a hurry.
Tsk.
The situation immediately became complicated and confusing.
Qiuyun sat beside the young lady, comforting her softly for a while. Then she received the accident appraisal report sent by Secretary Zhu.
In order to divert the young lady's attention, Qiuyun pulled her to read it together.
According to the traffic police's investigation, it was found that there was a tiny crack in the brake oil pipe. When the brake was stepped on, the oil would slowly leak, and the brake would completely fail after driving for a certain distance.
However, thanks to the excellent driving skills and strong safety awareness of the gentleman's driver, he had slowed down and prepared to pull over as soon as the brake started to malfunction slightly. Unfortunately, he still couldn't avoid the on - coming freight pickup truck.
But because he had slowed down in advance and turned the steering wheel half a circle outward to prepare to pull over to the side of the road, by a strange coincidence, neither the driver nor the gentleman was in life - threatening danger.
After reading it, Qiuyun sighed.
One can guard against anything, but it's hard to guard against sneaky villains. Although she had reminded the gentleman to be careful during this critical period before, one can't guard against thieves all the time. In the end, he still fell into the trap.
Along with the report, there was also news about the other two brothers.
Jiang Yicheng was in a coma because of poisoning, and Jiang Yifeng was injured after being attacked by gangsters.
Tsk.
It really made the already precarious Jiang family even more snowed under.
"Sister Xiaoqiu, who do you think is targeting our family?" Jiang Chuling was sad.
Qiuyun was silent for a moment and told the truth. "I guess it's Mr. Yicheng."
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Jiang Chuling was shocked. "How could it be? Uncle San is also in the hospital himself!"
"Just a feeling."
Qiuyun put forward her speculation. "Compared with the car accident and the attack, poisoning is the only thing that can be controlled. The depth of the poisoning and the time to seek medical treatment can all be quantified. In contrast to the other two, there are too many uncertainties at the scene of a car accident. One can't predict the angle of impact and the degree of injury, and the same goes for an attack."
Moreover, it's not obvious from the outside whether a person has really been poisoned.
There was a concubine in the Duke's mansion who had blocked a poisoned arrow for the Duke. Every day, as long as she coughed a few times, she could gain love and sympathy.
But it wasn't until many years later, when she resold the tonics allocated to her by the mansion all year round, that it was exposed that her injury was just caused by a dagger with a similar shape, not a poisoned arrow at all.
Jiang Chuling frowned. "Is it really Uncle San? Should we tell Grandpa about it!"
Qiuyun shook her head firmly. "No way!"
She explained. "Let's not talk about the fact that this is just my personal guess based on feelings. Without any evidence, only a conclusion, the Old Master Jiang will definitely not believe it. Besides, have you heard the story of the crow, young lady?"
"No."
"The crow is seen as an inauspicious bird even though it foretells death."
Jiang Chuling pursed her lips and said nothing.
It meant that if she and Sister Xiaoqiu exposed that Grandpa's son had ulterior motives and there was disharmony among the brothers, they would also be resented.
She was in a gloomy mood. "But why would Uncle San do this?"
Qiuyun comforted her. "As I said, it's just a guess. It's also very possible that it's other business competitors. After all, everyone except the Jiang family can benefit from this matter."
Jiang Chuling lowered her head.
However, what Sister Xiaoqiu said really made a lot of sense.
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The Old Master Jiang's car drove back to the manor. Of course, he got the news from all parties much faster than the other branches of the family.
The manor was completely dark, with only the streetlights on.
The Old Master Jiang sat in front of the French window, took the documents handed over by Butler Lin, and opened them to read.
"...Mr. Yifeng's leg may not be saved."
The attacker didn't even hit his leg but struck a blow with a stick on the lumbar spine, causing a vertebral fracture and compressing the spinal cord.
Butler Lin held his breath and didn't dare to look at the Old Master Jiang's icy face.
For many years, except for the unprecedented big crisis the group had faced more than twenty years ago, he had never seen the Old Master Jiang with such a terrifying expression.
After a while, Butler Lin handed over two other documents.
"Mr. Yihua had a ruptured spleen due to the car accident. The operation should go smoothly; Mr. Yicheng ingested potassium chloride, which led to arrhythmia and almost caused sudden death."
The Old Master Jiang took them, flipped through them, and then threw the documents on the ground. "Has the son of the Rich Lord arrived?"
"He's changing his clothes. He said he just came from a smoky place and didn't want to stink you up."
Since he's already here, a few more minutes don't matter.
The Old Master Jiang held his breath and stared at the dark outside of the manor. Until a familiar voice came from behind. "Uncle Jiang."
"Minghui is here."
The Old Master Jiang turned his wheelchair around and looked at the burly man with tattoos all over his hands, his eyes showing kindness. "How is your dad doing abroad recently?"
"He's doing great. He's saying when he'll come back to see his old friends."
"Oh? That's great. But I remember that old guy is restricted from leaving the country, right?"
"Hey, there's always a way to come back." Li Minghui asked with concern. "I heard you were ill some time ago. Are you feeling better now?"
The Old Master Jiang smiled. "Much better. But let's not talk too much. This time, I'm here to ask you, the young Rich Lord, for a favor."
"Hey! You and my dad are life - long friends. There's no need to talk about asking for favors. Just tell me."
Butler Lin timely handed over three documents.
Li Minghui took them but didn't look at them carefully.
People in his line of work have fast and wide sources of information. He had received the news before he came and completely knew why he had to make this trip.
"Uncle Jiang, do you want me to find out the mastermind behind this? Do you have any suspects?"
The Old Master Jiang motioned to Butler Lin, who gave a few names of those who had been acting restlessly these days. "You look into it. Once you find one, you can uncover the whole thing."
Li Minghui looked at the names. "That makes sense."
"Tell your dad that he's always wanted my line in Southeast Asia." The Old Master Jiang looked at him with piercing eyes. "If you can find the person within seven days, I'll give it to the Rich Lord for free."
Li Minghui was shocked. This was an invitation for his father to come out of retirement.
"This..."
"Just tell your dad as it is. He'll understand what I mean."
Li Minghui had no choice. "…Okay."
The Li family is engaged in the underground business. Since the last century, the family has been in this business. It's a piece of cake for them to conduct investigations. In fact, many of their subordinates are informants for the police.
The Old Master Jiang's chest was filled with raging anger. He casually picked up the antique porcelain vase beside him and smashed it on the ground.
