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The walking stick was still in Shen Tianyu's hand. He stabilized his body as his eyes filled with anger and indignation.

His lips moved slightly, Mu Yan coughed out twice violently, but his heartbeat suddenly came out with an ear-piercing and irregular sound.

Shen Tianyu did not react as the scene in front of his eyes froze him in place.

Uncle Wang had already noticed the change quickly, and after rushing into the sickroom, he realised that Mu Yan had fainted, and immediately ran out to call for a doctor.

Not long later, the doctors and nurses ran back in again and brought Mu Yan to the operation room.

The weakened edges were unable to withstand a single blow.

At the entrance of the operation room, Shen Tianyu's face was gloomy, his eyebrows sharp.

Uncle Wang also anxiously paced back and forth, both his hands crossing each other.

"How is it?"

Mu Xiaochen's clear and cold voice reverberated at the entrance of the operation room;

"Young Master, you've finally come."

As if grabbing onto his lifesaver, the Uncle Wang anxiously asked.

Mu Xiaochen's eyes were ice-cold, "What happened?"

Uncle Wang suppressed his emotions and frowned, "This afternoon, the old man suddenly fainted. He was brought to the hospital and just woke up, and then the Shen Tong came over. I don't know why he suddenly fainted again."

Whether intentionally or not, Uncle Wang glanced at the nearby Shen Tianyu.

Shen Tianyu stood in place and looked at the two of them the same way.

"Uncle Shen, what happened between you and my father in the hospital?" Mu Xiaochen turned his head, and looked at Xiang Zetian coldly.

The weathered Shen Tianyu's eyes jumped, his hand unconsciously gripping onto his walking stick.

"I was just discussing some matters with your father."

Xiang Zetian's eyes slightly narrowed, his expression natural.

The atmosphere at the entrance of the operation room seemed to be even more urgent than the atmosphere inside.

"I wonder what Uncle and my father talked about that made my father enter the operation room?"

Her tone was merciless as she questioned Shen Tianyu.

Shen Tianyu could not keep his composure, "Is this how you speak to the elders?!"

The plump face turned angry in an instant.

"Then may I ask, Uncle Xiang, my father is currently staying in the operation room. However, I just wish to know the reason why, but I'm not allowed to?"

Tightening his eyes, his handsome face scrunched together.

"Don't you know what's going on?" Shen Tianyu dodged unintentionally, "You should know more than anyone about the picture between you and Linlin right?"

His own daughter had been humiliated to such an extent, yet this man was still unmoved?

"And then?"

With a calm expression, Mu Xiaochen asked again with a cold face.

He couldn't help but smile dangerously.

Aren't you responsible for Linlin! "You should know better than me what people are thinking of her right now, right?"

Shen Tianyu was displeased, and spoke calmly.

"Why? It was just a play that your daughter planned. You didn't properly discipline your daughter and instead came over to question me? "

Mu Xiaochen sneered, his eyes filled with ridicule.

Shen Tianyu obviously did not expect Mu Xiaochen to actually say that, and anger immediately gushed out, "Could it be that my daughter, Hui Na, will make the wager with her own reputation?! Are you bullying my daughter like this! "

The rage that Shen Tianyu could not hide, dropped from his face.

"I've already said that this is just a play made by your daughter."

Mu Xiaochen turned his head around, like a block of ice in the blazing sun.

Shen Tianyu was so angry he could barely stand, "Good, good, you, Mu Xiaochen, are powerful!"

Trembling, Shen Tianyu angrily left the operation room.

The corners of his eyes were covered in ice, leaving no leeway for him.

The lights in the operation room were extinguished, and Mu Yan was pushed out again as he was sent to the intensive care unit by the nurse.

The attending physician took off his mask and walked to Mu Xiaochen's side, "The patient's body won't be able to hold on for long, if you have any regrets that you haven't dealt with in advance, don't leave any regrets."

The doctor helplessly shook his head and left with heavy steps.

The look in Mu Xiaochen's eyes loosened for a moment, and in that instant, the sadness in his eyes faded.

Inside the intensive care unit, Mu Yan was lying on top of it, his mouth was covered by an oxygen mask, and his breathing was already extremely weak.

The steady sound of the instrument proved that the person on the bed was still alive.

Standing in front of the window, Mu Xiaochen's eyes were gloomy and unreadable.

Pain flashed through his eyes, hard to conceal.

He was still very respectful towards his own father. Ever since he was young, his father had doted on him. Naturally, he could feel it.

Mu Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly as he slowly opened his eyes. It was exceptionally difficult.

"This humble official."

Mu Yan called out softly.

"Dad."

Mu Xiaochen replied as his adam's apple moved.

"I can ignore you about other things, but you have to deal with the company's matters well. Dad's many years of hard work can't be destroyed, do you understand?"

He let out a sound with great difficulty, but his weak voice was surprisingly weak.

He forced his eyelids open as he looked at his son.

Mu Xiaochen nodded his head, "Don't worry Dad, the company will definitely be fine."

The emotions in his eyes were unclear.

Mu Yan pursed his lips, his eyes calm, as if he had already seen through everything.

Life and death depended on fate.

"Don't worry about me. I've already lived for so long, and I've seen through everything. As long as you guys are well and the company is good, I won't have any regrets."

Disappointed and calm, Mu Yan closed his eyes heavily, "I just want to carry my grandson, I'm afraid this wish of mine will not come true."

In the repressed atmosphere, Mu Xiaochen was actually full of guilt.

After pausing for a moment, he left the intensive care unit without revealing any trace of himself.

"Mubai, there is already news over there."

Just as he walked out of the sickroom, Zhou Guang called. His voice was much more relaxed.

"Yes."

Mu Xiaochen indifferently replied as he sat on a bench by the door.

"They agreed to our request and said that they are willing to help Muller's and tide through this time's crisis. They have already drawn up an agreement and will send us a call via email."

Zhou Guang opened his mouth at a moderate pace, and was filled with joy.

This time, the danger in Muller's could be safely overcome.

As the price of the shares fell, all the cooperative projects were affected, and even froze. The Muller's was deeply affected by this news event.

In addition to the suppression from the Chou family, it only made things worse.

"Alright, I got it. About the mail, I want them to send it directly to my mailbox. It's best for them to send it to me as soon as possible."

Mu Xiaochen hung up the phone, and leaned powerlessly on the bench behind him.

His sideburns looked haggard.

The woman's shadow appeared again.

Closing his eyes, Mu Xiaochen's hand powerlessly drooped down.