After discussing the matter with Mr. Zhao, it was handed over to Qiu Moge. This construction company naturally fell to Hengyue Real Estate Co., and the fertility and water would not flow into the fields of outsiders. This was also a good idea.

The plan was in full swing, and Chu Muyue was too busy to touch the ground.

At the same time, in a special ward of the Beijing Military Region Hospital, this group of people was gathering, nervously watching the old man on the bed facing the sound of a white coat.

At the corner of the corridor, the elevator door opened and Ning Jianbin walked out of the elevator with a basket of fruits in his hand. He looked around and walked towards the ward.

Inside the ward, the doctor in a white coat had a discussion with everyone, and they all shook their heads, sighed and regretted.

"Doctor, how is it?" a middle-aged man standing behind the foot of the bed asked the doctor worriedly.

The doctor said to the middle-aged man with great pain, "Minister Yan, Yan Lao's body is exhausted, and there is nothing we can do. We can only last for five days if we do more!"

Hearing what the doctor said, a young man sitting on the sofa suddenly stood up, pointed at the doctor and yelled, "You are a quack, you!"

"Enough!" The middle-aged man turned his head and glared fiercely at the shouting young man.

The young man looked at the middle-aged man with aggrieved dissatisfaction, "Dad!"

"This is not the doctor's problem!" The middle-aged man scolded the young man, turned to look at a group of doctors in white coats by the bed, and asked, "Is there really no way?"

"Yan's old age is very high. If Yan is twenty years younger, we can still do it, but..." The doctor also shook his head helplessly.

At this moment, the door rang and Ning Jianbin walked in. Seeing the atmosphere in the ward, he asked softly, "Big brother, what's the matter?"

Seeing Ning Jianbin's arrival, the middle-aged man nodded to him, "Jianbin, you are here, the old man is going to die!"

"How could this happen? Before I went to Shencheng, couldn't I still walk around?" Ning Jianbin asked in surprise.

"Oh!" the middle-aged man sighed and asked, "Is my little girl still in Linshi?"

The man in front of him is no one else, but Yan Wei, the eldest brother of Ning Jianbin's wife.

"Yes, she is looking for my dad in Linshi!" Ning Jianbin nodded.

Yan Wei nodded, but suddenly thought of something, and asked in a somewhat eager tone, "By the way, old man Ning had a relapse before, who saved it?"

Hearing Yan Wei's question, Ning Jianbin also thought, "It's the younger sister invited by Ye Tianming. Or, let me show it to the old man?"

"That's fine too!" Yan Wei nodded without saying a word.

He is also aware of the situation on Ning's side. It was just because of his old father's body and his work that he did not go to Shencheng, but his wife and juniors had visited it.

"Yes, yes, Lao Yan, Ning Lao was also given a critical illness notice at the beginning, and he has not been rescued!" Yan Wei's wife immediately suggested that when she heard it.

"Then... I'll ask, but..." Ning Jianbin said hesitantly.

Yan Wei looked at Ning Jianbin puzzledly, "But what?"

"However, let me remind you first. The person who saved my dad is a seventeen-year-old girl. Don't look at him at his young age, but she is really superb in medical skills, even the American Carlo Dr. Er also surrendered!" Ning Jianbin felt that it was necessary to talk to them, lest they make such mistakes like themselves.