Chapter 907: Grandpa Won't Blame You

Jing Yihong still had a relaxed tone that was half joking, but he saw that the smile on the corner of Ruan Qianya's mouth was slightly bitter.

"What's wrong? Isn't it ...... those employees?"

"The group fired me without even a notice." Ruan Qianya raised her head and looked at Jing Yihong, as if she was seeking a stability, "Jing Yihong, I really feel so bad." ”

Old man Nangong wholeheartedly hopes that they can help Nangong He Group gain a firm foothold, but Ruan Qianya is now unable to protect herself, how can she help Nangong He?

Seeing Ruan Qianya's helplessness at the moment, Jing Yihong couldn't wait to take her back to Mangcheng immediately to protect her, so that she would not be hurt in this family infighting.

But he also knew that they had promised the old man, and no matter how many grievances they took, Ruan Qianya would not break their promise.

He put the box in the trunk, then stretched out his arm to take Ruan Qianya into his arms, and comforted softly: "It's going to be fine, believe me, everything will be fine,"

As soon as he got into the car, Jing Yihong unexpectedly received a call from Shen Wan.

Shen Wan asked in a panic and eagerly, "Have you seen Nangong He?" Is he with you? ”

"Nangong He?" Jing Yihong's heart twitched suddenly, and a bad premonition hit his heart, "Shouldn't he be in the hospital?" Did he wake up? ”

"It was he who not only woke up, but also knew about the death of Chairman Nangong. He sneaked out of the hospital when I went out to buy food, and I guess he has returned to the imperial capital now! ”

Shen Wan originally thought that when Nangong He returned to the imperial capital, he would meet Jing Yihong as soon as possible, but from Jing Yihong's answer, it can be known that he didn't know about Nangong He's return at all.

"The nurse said the wound opened again when he left, and I was worried that something would happen to him."

Jing Yihong's heart also sank at this time, and it was inevitable that he would be worried about Nangong He's injury, "I know, I will find him as soon as possible." ”

After hanging up the phone, Jing Yihong looked at Ruan Qianya's worried gaze, and was about to say a few words of comfort, but Ruan Qianya took the lead.

"Since Nangong He has returned to the imperial capital, he will definitely go to the old man's funeral as soon as possible."

A word woke up Jing Yihong, and he immediately turned the front of the car.

Ruan Qianya's guess is not wrong at all, although Nangong He has been in a coma for three days, the news about the death of the chairman of Nangong Group has always occupied a top position on the Internet, and at the same time, today's funeral is still hot.

Seeing these news, Nangong He's chest hurt, his eyes went dark, and he almost fainted on the spot.

The driver looked through the rearview mirror and asked worriedly, "Sir, are you okay?" Do you want me to take you to the hospital first? ”

Nangong He stroked his chest and gasped a few times, the darkness in front of him gradually faded, his eyes returned to clarity, and he handed his mobile phone to the driver, "Go to this church." ”

The car slowly stopped at the door of the church, but Nangong He didn't have the courage to get out of the car.

He did not dare to face this fact, and it was difficult for him to accept the blow.

The driver cautiously reminded: "Sir, it has arrived." ”

Nangong He slowly pushed the car door, his legs were weak, his feet were fluttering, and he didn't feel as solid as stepping on cotton.

He walked up the stairs with vain steps, and each step deepened the fear in his heart.

At this time, the guests at the funeral had already left, and only Nangong Lingyu was left to handle the follow-up.

When he saw Nangong He walk in, he was shocked, and the candlestick in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Ah?" Nangong Lingyu walked over quickly, only to see that Nangong He's face was pale at this time, and the hospital gown on his body was very wide, and it seemed that he had lost a lot of weight.

Nangong He didn't say anything, pushed away Nangong Lingyu who was standing in front of him, and walked straight to the old man's portrait step by step.

Nangong Ling Yu saw the blood stains oozing from his back, and the bright red color pierced his heart with a sudden throbbing, making him unbearable to look at it, and tilted his head to the side.

With a "plop", Nangong He knelt down, two lines of tears slid down, he bent down and knocked his head a few times hard.

This sound hit Nangong Ling Yu's heart heavily, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he stepped forward and forcibly pulled Nangong He up.

"Ah, what are you doing! How can you let grandpa walk with peace of mind like this? ”

"Let go of me!" Nangong He said in a hoarse voice: "I'm not filial, I'm sorry for my grandfather, I didn't even see him for the last time......"

"Ahe, don't say that, I don't blame you at all, and grandpa won't blame you."

Nangong He suddenly turned around, pulled out Nangong Lingyu's blazer, stared at him with scarlet eyes, and asked urgently, "Why did Grandpa pass away suddenly?" Hasn't Qianya already asked the doctor to resume treatment? How did those doctors treat the disease? ”

"Ah!" Nangong Lingyu scolded sharply, and seeing that Nangong He's mood had temporarily stabilized, he slowly spoke: "You calm down, grandpa will pass away because someone took off his oxygen mask, not because the doctor is incompetent." ”

As soon as the end fell, Ruan Qianya and Jing Yihong hurriedly walked into the church, Nangong Lingyu glanced at them lightly, and whispered in Nangong He's ear: "Oh, the culprit who killed grandpa is here." ”

Nangong He raised his head suddenly, followed Nangong Lingyu's line of sight, his pupils instantly dilated, and his face was full of disbelief.

"How is that possible? That's impossible! Nangong He shook his head desperately and said in disbelief: "Brother, what are you talking nonsense?" ”

Nangong Lingyu sighed helplessly, "I didn't lie to you, it was Ruan Qianya's grandfather who killed her, after she left, the nurse found that her grandfather's oxygen mask had been removed, and it was too late when she was sent to the rescue." ”

These words were clearly heard by Ruan Qianya and Jing Yihong, and Ruan Qianya couldn't help but secretly clench her fists.

She walked over and asked in a cold voice, "Nangong Lingyu, do you hate me so much?" I want everyone to hate me, don't you? ”

"I'm telling the truth." Nangong Lingyu's face did not change, and his eyes were calm.

Nangong He's gaze looked at the two of them, and he couldn't tell who was lying at all.

"Nangong He, apart from me, you have been with Qianya the longest, you should know what kind of person she is, she will not harm the old man."

Jing Yihong stood beside Ruan Qianya and confronted Nangong Ling Yu for the first time, "Ling Yu, just based on the nurse's words, you believe that Qianya killed the old man, such a hasty conclusion, I am really disappointed in you." ”

"Ruan Qianya is the only one who enters and exits the old man's ward, even if I don't listen to the nurse's words, she is the most suspicious!"

The sound of their argument buzzed in his ears, and Nangong He only felt that his head was about to explode.

All the sounds in my ears began to drift away, and my vision changed from clear to blurred, and finally my eyes dimmed, and I fell to the ground unexpectedly.

"Nangong He!"

"Ah!"