Jing Yiran had been in an extremely good mood during the past few days because of the shares. He had met Ji Bo several times to discuss the next step of their plan and also went out to drink every night. He had not been home for several days in a row.

  He had drunk a bit too much tonight and was wobbling at the moment.

  He stumbled as he said, “I just saw the helicopter flying out. Why helicopter? What…… is going on?”


  The Butler sighed inside his heart and was about to say something when Jing Yiran started to laugh wildly and shout out like a crazy man. “Grandma, I am here! Where are you? I…… am very happy! Come out now! Let’s teach the parrots to talk!”


  He shouted as he staggered towards the stairs.

  The Butler went up to stop him and said rapidly, “Second Master, keep your voice down! The Old Lord is sick and the helicopter is for Doctor Mu. Stay quiet!”


  Alcohol had taken over his brain, so he reacted much slower than usual.

  “Who is…… sick? I am…… not sick! I am…… very well!”


  He said as he started walking upstairs.

  The Butler took hold of him tightly. “Don’t go upstairs, Second Master! Not now!”


  If Jing Zhongxiu and Jing Yichen saw Jing Yiran in this way, he was dead for sure. He had tricked Mo Lan into giving him a large amount of properties and caused the Old Lord to pass out. Then he had gotten drunk and came home talking nonsense. He was simply asking for death by going upstairs.

  But the Butler was in his 50s and couldn’t possibly stand against the young and strong

  Jing Yiran at all.

  Jing Yiran pushed the Butler on the ground and started to walk upstairs. He shouted as he walked upstairs. “Grandma, grandma! I…… miss you…… so……”


  He had just reached the second floor when a large, black silhouette came out of the main bedroom at a high speed and kicked him.

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  Jing Yiran was yet to figure out who the man was when he started to roll downwards on the staircase.

  Each floor of Family Jing’s villa was as high as four meters, meaning that Jing Yiran fell off from a place of four meters height.

  Lying on the floor, he failed to get back to his feet for a long while.

  Due to the piercing pain, Jing Yiran finally got a bit sober.

  He was in so much pain that he couldn’t even breathe properly. But he still struggled to stand on his feet and looked up at the black silhouette that had attacked him.

  Only two men of Family Jing dared to kick him!

  Jing Yiran spit out a mouthful of blood and his handsome face reddened because of anger as he said furiously between the teeth. “Jing! Yi! Chen!”


  Jing Yichen said with a very cold tone, “You better pray that Grandpa will be fine. If anything happens to him, you will die tonight!”


  He uttered the words and turned to the Butler who had just been helped up by the servant. “Uncle Lu, take a rest now. I will ask Tiger to guard here.”


  That is when Tiger walked in.

  The Butler got assured at the sight of Tiger. With the help of the two servants, he walked to the side of the living room. He had had a good fall and needed treatment.

  Jing Yiran still had no idea about what was happening at home. But he was not that silly to realize that something was wrong.

  He didn’t hear what the Butler said, clearly, but frowned when he saw Jing Yichen turning back into Jing Tianyuan’s bedroom.

  The doctors of Family Jing, apart from those two who went to Family Mu, were sitting in the small living room on the second floor. They were ready to come to the Old Lord when something happened. They were not bad doctors, but they were not excellent like Mu Wensheng.

  But at the moment, the two doctors went downstairs, one to check Uncle Lu and the other instructing the servants to carry Jing Yiran to the stretcher back to his own villa.

  Mu Wensheng had never expected that Jing Tianyuan who was so strong and had left his house four days ago would have fallen into a coma.

  He had been giving great therapies for Jing Tianyuan, so that he was definitely going to live healthily until at least 100 years old, if not 150! But he was not yet even 80 years old. How could he have fallen into a coma?

  He had been his friend for years, a very close one too. Mu Wensheng felt very bad, so he asked the doctors to tell him the fundamental symptoms, packed up a few things and boarded the helicopter.

  Jing Yichen greeted him outside the villa’s gate when Mu Wensheng arrived at Family Jing.

  Jing Yichen greeted him courteously at the sight of him and said, “Grandpa Mu, sorry for the trouble, my grandpa is waiting for you inside.”


  Instead of teasing and scolding him, Mu Wensheng said only one thing, “Let’s go!”


  The moment Mu Wensheng entered the bedroom, a touch of hope flashed across Shangguan Ning and Jing Zhongxiu’s eyes. He was a famous doctor who brought endless hope to everyone.

  Even Mo Lan who had been sitting there stiffly came back to herself and spared the seat for him.

  Mu Wensheng’s heart skipped a beat when he caught sight of his old friend.

  He had not yet felt such a feeling before. He was a doctor who was used to death and life. He thought very little of death any more.

  But his heart ached incredibly when he saw the patient was his old friend.

  He placed his fingers upon one of Jing Tianyuan’s wrists and moved the fingers to the other, later.

  Sometime later, he brought out the silver needle. “Zhongxiu, come and hold your father’s head. He might spill blood soon. Make sure that he doesn’t choke. When I say that you have to thump his back, do that with 70% of your force. Keep doing that and don’t stop until all the blood is out.”


  Jing Zhongxiu nodded his head and went to hold Jing Tianyuan’s head.

  Before he put in the needle, Mu Wensheng turned his head and said. “Tianyuan is fine, I am sure about that. Now, leave us.”


  Everyone in the bedroom let out a sigh of relief when he said that calmly.

  Shangguan Ning looked at Jing Yichen, took a few steps and held Mo Lan by the arms as she said softly, “Come, Grandma, leave them here. Grandpa will be fine.”


  Mo Lan nodded and went out with her.

  Almost one hour later, Jing Zhongxiu walked out. He said in a relaxed tone, “Okay, he is fine now. Come in, all of you.”


  Mo Lan almost rushed in.

  Shangguan Ning got startled, let out a sigh and then went into the bedroom with Jing Yichen.