Ji Shunuan and two others left the apartment, bought burgers downstairs, and drove to the hospital while eating.
In the VIP ward
Ji Jianchong was restless, holding his mobile phone in bed, feeling the urge to be discharged.
"Something's not right, there was no one speaking on the other end of the call just now, definitely something has happened," Ji Jianchong murmured, low.
Since his leg broke, he had been in the hospital, and control of the company had already been entrusted to Ji Wushuang.
He hadn't expected her to kick him out of the game, the company, stagnant as dead water, yet she had stirred it into chaos and even monetized some other assets.
He was desperate to collaborate with An Guonan.
Now it seemed he had been too hasty, after all, the couple from the An Family had always been unable to show their faces publicly.
"Hiss," he massaged his temples.
