Shen Jing felt that his hanging heart slowly dropped.
"Qiao'er, thank you." He thanked her softly, with a slight lump in his throat.
Tang Qiaoer seemed indifferent, but she couldn't help but feel a little moved in her heart.
The Shen Group had an important meeting, and Shen Guangjing left first.
Ever since Tang Qiaoer's "White God" vest was exposed, she naturally became Shen Jingjue's attending doctor. Now Shen Jingjue's follow-up treatment falls heavily on her shoulders.
After asking about Shen Jingjue's situation, she put him in a wheelchair and asked Huo Ruxi and Dean Chen to take him for examination in person.
Only Tang Qiaoer, Grandpa and Secretary Xu were left in the ward.
"Xiao Xiao, your face has always looked heavy. Are you hiding something on your mind?" Shen Nanhuai asked with concern when no one else was around.
Tang Qiaoer suddenly shook her head and said in a flash, "No, it's okay, Grandpa."
"Xiaoxiao, you can hide it from others, how can you hide it from grandpa?"
Shen Nanhuai was worried and worried, "Is there something wrong with Jing Sue's injury?"
"grandfather......"
"Don't hide it from me. You know grandpa's temperament. If you tell me the truth, grandpa can withstand it even if the sky falls.
But if you don’t tell grandpa the truth, grandpa won’t be able to eat or sleep well, and he’ll really be in bad shape! "
Tang Qiao'er was full of tangles. After hesitating and hesitating, she looked at Secretary Xu: "Uncle Xu, please go out for a moment."
Secretary Xu understood, exited and closed the door.
...
"Child, you mean... I have post-traumatic syndrome?" Shen Nanhuai asked tremblingly, his heart shrinking into a ball.
"Yes, it's all my fault, it's all my fault grandpa."
Tang Qiaoer lowered her head guiltily and kneaded her fingers together till they turned red, "I'm still not good enough, otherwise things wouldn't be like this."
"Xiaoxiao, please don't blame yourself. Without you, Jingjue and I might never see each other again."
Grandpa’s dry and rough hands covered the back of her hands and he looked at her solemnly, “But there is something you must promise me, Grandpa.
You must keep the secret of the sequelae of surprise in your heart forever. The fewer people who know about this, the better. "
"Currently, the only ones who know Mr. Shen's situation are me and Dean Chen. Don't worry, Grandpa, Dean Chen and I have a close personal relationship. He is a completely trustworthy person and will never tell anyone."
Tang Qiao'er frowned and asked in a low voice, "It's just grandpa, Mr. Shen's sequelae are starting to attack, and no one has any solution except taking sedatives, and I don't know when or where he will suddenly have a seizure.
Paper can't contain the fire, just in case..."
"Then we can hide it for a while, for a while. At the very least... we have to wait until the overall situation is decided, until Jingjue Tangtang becomes the heir and inherits most of the Shen family's shares and property."
Shen Nanhuai's eyes were intense and he clenched his fists, "The future heir of the Shen Group can only be a surprise, not someone else.
If his condition is taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives, his position as CEO may be in jeopardy, let alone the heir! "
Tang Qiaoer was greatly confused. She pondered for a while and then asked tentatively, "Grandpa, logically speaking, if nothing unexpected happens, in a big family, the eldest son should inherit the family business. In other words, the heir to the Shen family should be President Shen. Big brother.
But I heard that Young Master Shen is in very bad health and has been recuperating abroad. I thought you chose Mr. Shen as your heir because of the eldest young master's poor health.
But what I just heard from your words... doesn't seem to be the case. What is the reason why you must make Mr. Shen your heir? "
Shen Nanhuai's pupils trembled, his Adam's apple rolled hard, and he remained silent.
