Sweet love marriage: Domineering president keeps teasing

Chapter 301
Hearing the doctor's words, Feng Yiche heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at the hospital bed pushed out from the operating room.

Feng Qicheng was wearing an oxygen mask, his face was pale and his lips were purple.

Feng Yiche asked: "When will I wake up?"

The doctor is in a dilemma: "This... President Feng, with all due respect, it can only depend on Feng Dong's own situation, maybe it will be done soon, maybe it won't wake up until the toxins are exhausted, or, forever."

"What?" Feng Yiche took a step forward, and the scared doctor hurriedly hid.

Nian Shiqian hurriedly grabbed Feng Yiche: "Yiche, the doctor will find a way to save Grandpa, don't worry."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Feng, don't worry, we will definitely do our best, don't worry!"

Nian Shiqian signaled the doctor to leave quickly, and the doctor bowed slightly to Feng Yiche before running away.

In the quiet corridor, there was a gloomy atmosphere, Feng Yiche sat heavily on the chair and lowered his head.

Li Xiangsheng looked regretfully at Feng Yiche, then at Nian Shiqian, gritted his teeth, turned around and strode towards the elevator.

Outside the glass window of the CPU ward.

When I read it, I looked at Feng Qicheng, who was lying unconscious with pipes all over his body, and sighed thinking about the serious and proud old man.

Feng Yiche remained silent, his eyes gloomy.

Nian Shiqian pursed the corners of his mouth and comforted him: "Grandpa, he will be fine."

Feng Yiche nodded slowly, put his arms around Nian Shiqian's shoulders, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Nian Shiqian looked at Feng Yiche's resolute chin, actively hugged his waist tightly, rested her head on his chest, and comforted him with her own body temperature.

Although Feng Yiche didn't say anything, she could feel that this man's heart was hurting.

Outside the door, after Li Xiangsheng put down his phone, he pushed the door open, looked at the two men and women embracing each other, and said in a low voice, "Master, we found it."

Feng Yiche hurriedly turned around: "Who?"

Li Xiangsheng gritted his teeth: "It's the new chef. I asked the people in the hotel. There is no chef named Sun Wu in the back kitchen. He is a fake!"

"Where's the person?" Feng Yiche asked sharply.

Li Xiangsheng can't wait to give himself a knife: "People... people ran away! Young master, I have sent someone to look for it, but... I just don't know how the news of the master's poisoning got out, and now the Feng's group is in chaos. The general meeting of shareholders is half a month away, and now... this..."

Li Xiangsheng couldn't be more annoyed. What happened at this critical moment is simply worse.

Feng Yiche closed his eyes.

That's right, the Feng's Group has no leader, and if it goes on like this, there will definitely be big troubles.

"Notify your subordinates that this matter should be kept secret, especially the media." After thinking for a while, Feng Yiche's eyes lit up, "Also, let's say that the end of the month is the anniversary of my grandmother's death, and Feng Dong will return to his hometown to worship his ancestors." , Come back on the third day of next month, the shareholders meeting will be arranged as usual, and there must be no leaks. As for the hospital, find a reliable person to guard it, and there must be no mistakes!"

"Yes!" Li Xiangsheng responded, and hurried out to make arrangements.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, and when he read it, he took out a tissue and wiped it for him, and said softly, "Don't worry at the hospital, anyway, I have resigned, and I will take care of grandpa."

Looking at Nian Shiqian, Feng Yiche smiled: "No, I will arrange my people to watch over here, so you just worry about getting our wedding ready."

The time of reading is shallow but serious: "Yiche, if we don't get grandpa's blessing, how can we feel at ease about this wedding? It's okay, just wait a while, I've already waited until now, not a few days away."

(End of this chapter)