He Mingxiao ended the meeting, he closed the page, closed his eyes slightly, and raised his hand to rub his swollen and sore temples.

At nightfall, he felt very tired, his thoughts sluggish and drowsy like never before, as if someone had placed a signal jammer in his brain.

I looked at the time, and it was exactly nine o'clock in the evening.

There's a remote meeting to take place later.

Jiang Tezhu knocked on the door and came in, putting the coffee on the table in front of He Mingxiao.

Just as he was about to withdraw, he suddenly inadvertently raised his eyes and glanced at He Mingxiao's face, and his footsteps stopped.

"Mr. He, your face looks a little bad, do you want me to call you a doctor?" He asked worriedly.

He Mingxiao quickly browsed the documents sent by his subordinates, and didn't raise his head when he heard the words, "No need." ”

Jiang Tezhu wanted to say something more, but thinking of He Mingxiao's unconventional temperament, he had no choice but to give up and quietly retreated.

He Mingxiao ignored his physical discomfort and focused all his attention on work.

But soon, his vision suddenly became blurred, the green tendons in the corners of his forehead twitched, and his brain was also tense and painful.

He stood up and wanted to call for help, but he couldn't make a sound in his throat, and his legs and feet were sore, and he couldn't support it and fell back into the chair.

He Mingxiao's heart was flustered for a moment, and he quickly regained his composure, he covered his neck with one hand, and quickly unlocked his mobile phone with the other hand to call Jiang Tezhu.

"Toot-toot-"

The opposite side was connected, but the first thing that came to my ears was not Jiang Tezhu's voice.

Nan Xian's almost hysterical cry rang out over there—

"He Mingxiao! Where is He Mingxiao! ”

He Mingxiao fell to the desk, and before he lost consciousness completely, he saw the familiar figure.

She slammed the door open and lunged at her.

He hooked his lips contentedly and slowly closed his eyes.

**

"How's he doing?"

Nan Xian didn't sleep all night, her spirit continued to be tense, and a faint cyan color had appeared under her eyes.

Seeing Situ Ting coming out of the rescue room, she hurriedly got up and asked anxiously.

Situ Ting opened her lips, twisted her eyebrows slightly, and said apologetically; "I'm sorry, I don't know what that peony cinnabar you are talking about, I can't find the root, we don't dare to do it without permission. After all, He Mingxiao is not an ordinary person, he is behind the He family, if something happens, we will all be to blame. Therefore, we can only renew his life for the time being, and as for the solution, we will continue to discuss. ”

“...... I know, I understand. Nan Xian sighed softly, and she sat back in her chair and buried her head in her knees.

He Mingxiao's life hangs by a thread, the stupid woman is missing, and the whereabouts of peony cinnabar are unknown......

While waiting, she prayed countless times that she could cycle again, so that at least there was a chance to save it, but God didn't seem to want her to do it, she sat for hours, waiting for only such a "powerless" answer.

She was tired, not just physically, but also heart.

Situ Ting didn't know how to comfort her, she scratched her head helplessly, wanting to reach out and pat her shoulder to comfort her, but she didn't know if it would work, so she hesitated for a moment.

"That...... Don't be too anxious, let's tell you the truth, He Mingxiao is a public figure that the country pays attention to, and an order has been issued from above, and he must not be allowed to have an accident, so we will definitely not give up on him! Just wait for the 'one' to get out of the customs, and there will definitely be a solution! ”

Nan Xian was stunned when she heard this, she slowly raised her head, as if she suddenly remembered something, and her eyes lit up like fireworks.

She pulled out a jade plaque from her close-fitting pocket.

The jade plaque is engraved with two characters of the pen walking the dragon and snake - Yunwu.

"You're talking about it, isn't he?"