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Chapter 867 He is not worthy, and you are even more unworthy!

On the other side, Gongjia Hospital.

The old lady Gong was in a coma for several hours, but she has gradually regained consciousness.

This time, she seemed to be really mad.

Chen Butler stewed chicken soup and wanted to send it to the old lady so that she could replenish her body. When she reached the door, Gong Ran stopped her.

"Young master." Butler Chen greeted politely.

Gong Ran said in a clear voice, "Just leave the chicken soup to me. I'll serve it to grandma. You can go and do other things."

"Then trouble the young master."

Chen Butler didn't think much, and handed the chicken soup in his hand to Gong Ran.

Gong Ran nodded, and after Steward Chen left, he also turned and walked towards the old lady's ward.

At that time, the old lady Gong had already woken up from the coma, but it was estimated that she was really hurt by her anger, and she was still lying on the hospital bed weakly.

He looked at the ceiling calmly, as if he was thinking about something, his face was haggard and his spirit was not good.

Gong Ran unscrewed the door lock and went in. The old lady didn't seem to notice anything, she was still lying there in a daze.

It seems that the old lady's condition is really not good.

Gong Ran glanced at her with light eyes, her haggard face and pupils were cloudier than usual, it didn't look like she was pretending.

Could it be that brother really pissed her off?
Just as she was thinking, the old lady withdrew her thoughts, turned her eyes to look at Gong Ran, her eyes were slightly cold, and she said coldly, "Why are you?"

Hearing the sound, Gong Ran lowered his head and chuckled, and put the chicken soup in his hand on the table beside him.

He glanced at the old lady lightly, and asked, "Who do you want?"

"Where's Gong Xiao?"

The old lady Gong asked directly, her expression was still not good.

Gong Ran has already looked away, unscrewed the lid of the food box, and began to carefully fill the chicken soup.

"My brother didn't know about your illness, so he didn't come." He explained in a calm tone.

"Don't know?" The old lady obviously couldn't believe it.

Gong Ran: "Well, I don't know."

"Why don't you know?" The old lady was inexplicably stubborn.

Gong Ran remained calm, "Because no one specifically notified him."

While talking, he had already filled a bowl of chicken soup, carried it to the old lady's hospital bed, and sat down.

Under the sun, the young man's eyes were dull, it seemed soft and indifferent.

"Come on, I'll feed you chicken soup." He said softly.

The old lady turned her head, "I won't drink!"

Gong Ran paused slightly, looked down at the clear chicken soup boiled in the bowl, and did not speak.

"That unfilial descendant of Gong Xiao is becoming more and more disrespectful now!" The old lady coughed angrily.

"My brother is not unfilial, nor is he disrespectful." Gong Ran couldn't help but argue for Gong Xiao.

"Then what is he? First he made his grandma mad, and then he didn't come to visit."

The old lady snorted coldly, "With his current virtue, he is really not worthy of being the head of the palace family."

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Gong Ran bowed her head in silence and did not speak.

The sun was shining, the boy's back was cold, no one knew what he was thinking.

After venting cursing for a while, the old lady Gong suddenly thought of something, turned her eyes to Gong Ran who bowed her head and said nothing, and suddenly emphasized a sentence:
"Don't think too much, even if Gong Xiao is not worthy to be the Patriarch of the Gong family, the position of Patriarch is not your turn."

What a cold and cruel sentence.

He is not worthy, and you are even more unworthy!

However, when Gong Ran heard this, he didn't seem to have any special reaction, he just said softly:
"Chen Steward spent several hours cooking this chicken soup, it's a pity not to drink it."

With that said, he delivered the chicken soup to the old lady again.

The old lady was inexplicably annoyed, and waved her hand violently, "I won't drink!"

The next second, with a bang, the porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered, and the clear chicken soup inside also spilled all over the floor.
(End of this chapter)