Jiang Mingzhu couldn't help frowning after seeing Xu Siyan's eyes, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Xu Siyan: "Where is the fourth brother......

Jiang Mingzhu: "I'm really fine."

She shrugged her shoulders, "I'm not as fragile as you think, and I'm not going to die because of this, he's right, no one will wait for anyone all the time."

Xu Siyan: "Don't you try it again?"

Jiang Mingzhu: "I think it's annoying to stalk."

At least she doesn't like to be stalked and beaten, and the more she entangles, the more annoying she becomes, and the only good impressions she has left are gone.

Xu Siyan fell silent again after hearing Jiang Mingzhu's words.

At this time, Yuan Ye coldly answered, "Maybe the fourth brother just wants to see you stalking."

Jiang Mingzhu: "......"

——

On the second day of Jiang Mingzhu's hospitalization, the fever had completely subsided.

The sun was shining outside, so she put on a coat and went downstairs to sit and bask in the sun.

Unexpectedly, not long after sitting down, he ran into Liang Cong who looked hurried.

Liang Cong came out of the outpatient department, still holding a few boxes of medicine in his hand, and his expression was very serious.

After seeing Jiang Mingzhu, Liang Cong's face softened: "Miss Jiang, are you sick?"

Jiang Mingzhu: "Well, I have a little fever to get a drip, where are you uncomfortable?"

Liang Cong: "It's not me, it's Mr. Zhou."

He seemed to be very upset about this matter, and let out a long sigh, "He has been having a stomach ache lately, and he coughed up blood a few times, so he asked him to see a doctor, but he refused to come, so he had to buy some medicine for him first."

Because of her experience, Jiang Mingzhu's heart immediately lifted up when she heard the words "stomach pain" and "coughing up blood".

Zhou Li's meal time has always been irregular because of work, and he often drinks on an empty stomach when socializing.

These can cause lesions.

If there's really something going on—

Jiang Mingzhu took a deep breath to adjust his emotions, and said to Liang Cong as naturally as possible, "You should persuade him more."

Liang Cong: "I want to too, but you don't know Mr. Zhou's temper, if I say a few more words, I may be expelled."

Jiang Mingzhu thought about it and felt that it made sense, "Let the people around him persuade him."

Liang Cong: "Hey, it's useless for anyone to say, Mr. Zhou's parents persuade him, but he doesn't listen."

Speaking of this, he paused, as if he suddenly thought of something, "If you want to talk about this, after so many years, I really see that Mr. Zhou has heard your words, or ...... Miss Jiang, can you help persuade me?"

Jiang Mingzhu: "......"

Liang Cong couldn't fix her with a question, and Jiang Mingzhu couldn't give an answer for a long time.

Later, Liang Cong patted his forehead and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was abrupt, and it's really inappropriate now."

Jiang Mingzhu still didn't say a word.

Until Liang Cong left, Jiang Mingzhu's head was still echoing those few words.

Liang Cong had no reason to lie in front of her, and that worried tone couldn't be pretended.

Jiang Mingzhu became irritable when she thought about it, and rubbed her fingers on her temples.

——

For the next two days, Jiang Mingzhu kept thinking about this matter.

On the third day, the fever subsided, and early on the morning of the fourth day, Jiang Mingzhu was discharged from the hospital and devoted himself to work.

After Liang Cong heard the news, he immediately went to report to Zhou Li.

He handed over the project plan to Zhou Li with Yanhe, put on a posture of reporting work, and inadvertently mentioned Jiang Mingzhu.

"This is a plan that has been revised by Mingchuan, you can take a look at it, and you can directly connect with Jiang Zhu at the next meeting."

After hearing Jiang Mingzhu's name, Zhou Li didn't have any special reaction.

Liang Cong did not panic because of this, and still maintained the posture just now.

A few minutes later, Zhou Li said, "Tomorrow is the meeting."

Liang Cong: "Yes, I'll arrange it."

——

After Jiang Mingzhu received the notice of the meeting, he immediately came down: "Okay, I will be on time tomorrow, I have worked hard to help."

Liang Cong: "Yes."

He smiled and said, "That's the case first, I'm going to accompany Mr. Zhou to socialize in a while, so I'll go and prepare first."

Jiang Mingzhu: "...... Okay."

She didn't ask much, but she was puzzled in her heart: Is Zhou Li so entertained now?

When Jiang Mingzhu was an assistant to Zhou Li in Wanhua before, he was in charge of his itinerary.

Zhou Li has always disliked socializing, and unless he has to attend, he will arrange for others to replace him.

Now his stomach is so bad, not only do he not have to do an examination, but he also goes to socialize and drink, does he not want to live?

Jiang Mingzhu remembered what Liang Cong said that day, and asked her to persuade him.

She did have this thought, but she didn't think that her persuasion would have any effect, maybe Zhou Li would annoy her even more.

Until he went to Mingchuan for a meeting, Jiang Mingzhu was struggling with this matter.

At this meeting, Jiang Mingzhu arrived with several colleagues.

Probably because of Liang Cong's words, Jiang Mingzhu arrived ten minutes before the meeting started.

When she came, there was no one in the conference room.

Later, people from Mingchuan's side arrived one after another, and it was almost time for the meeting to start.

But I didn't see Zhou Li's figure.

Jiang Mingzhu remembered that Zhou Li had always been a person with a strong sense of time, and he hated that others were late, and he would not be late.

Unless something big happens—

Jiang Mingzhu was thinking about this when he was interrupted by a sound of pushing the door.

She raised her head and looked over, and it was Liang Cong who entered the door.

As soon as he saw Liang Cong, Jiang Mingzhu subconsciously looked at the position behind him, but he didn't find Zhou Li for a week.

At this time, Liang Cong spoke: "Mr. Zhou attended today's meeting remotely, and he was not feeling well and resting at home."

Jiang Mingzhu: "......"

How uncomfortable is this to make people like Zhou Li be willing to stay at home when they are absent from meetings?

Jiang Mingzhu had already set off a storm in his heart, but his lips were tightly pursed, and he didn't ask a word.

A few people who attended the meeting with Jiang Mingzhu were concerned about Zhou Li's situation: "Is Mr. Zhou sick?"

Liang Cong: "I'm sick, my stomach hurts."

A leader of Mingchuan followed and said, "It's really an old problem, Mr. Zhou just worked too hard, and I saw him vomiting blood from drinking last time."

Immediately, someone else chimed in: "Yes, yes, Mr. Zhou has been working so hard."

"Wanhua has been thriving in recent years, and it is indispensable to Mr. Zhou's contributions."

Jiang Mingzhu's brain was buzzing, and she didn't remember what the others said later.

The meeting begins.

Liang Cong connected to Zhou Li's video, and Zhou Li's face appeared on the projection screen in the conference room.

He was wearing a dark gray shirt and was quite formal.

Zhou Li's expression was very serious, but he couldn't hide the pale and haggard face of his face, as well as the thick tiredness in his eyes.

His behavior reminded Jiang Mingzhu of the only time he was hospitalized a few years ago.

Zhou Li opened his mouth to greet the participants, and then it was Jiang Mingzhu's turn to speak.

It's time to work, Jiang Mingzhu forcibly adjusted his state back, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled.

In order to facilitate communication, Liang Cong pointed the camera at Jiang Mingzhu.