The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend Chapter 177 - 1373

So what’s the reason...

Qi Ruwen couldn’t figure it out even after racking his brains.

anwhile, Qi Ruiqin started chatting with Rong Zhi.

Occasionally, Tang Xuyun interjected a few words, mostly speaking with Qi Ruiqin, while Rong Zhi listened, nodding occasionally, responding softly.

Rong Zhi was quite patient with the patient.

After chatting for a long ti, seeing the sky darken outside the window, Qi Ruiqin stopped the conversation first, handed the prepared gift to Rong Zhi, "Just a small token of appreciation, Doctor Rong, don’t mind."

Rong Zhi lowered her gaze.

Qi Ruiqin had gifted a complete set of the "Great Treasury Scripture."

... The gift was nice, but she truly didn’t believe in Buddhism.

After leaving the sanatorium, Rong Zhi placed the Buddhist Scripture on the front passenger seat, then thought it inappropriate, and moved it to the back seat, planning to put it in the bookshelf later.

She pulled up the map, input Yuan Xiyao’s location, and the navigation voice started, she turned the key to drive away.

Just stopped at the first red traffic light, her phone vibrated in her pocket, she took out her phone for a look, and answered.

Lu Zhao’s slightly anxious voice ca from the phone: "Third Young Master, the old master suddenly fell ill."

Rong Zhi: "What’s the situation?"

"He went out this morning and after getting ho began to have chest pains, by noon it hurt so much he couldn’t eat, I cooked the lollipops you gave for the old master to eat, but it didn’t help."

Rong Zhi frowned, "Did the incense work?"

Lu Zhao: "Lit it, all lit, but it’s no use, I’ve already called Doctor Song, would you like to co yourself?"

Listening to the navigation remind her to turn right, Rong Zhi pursed her lips slightly, "Let Song Cheng check first, I’ll be there soon."

Lu Zhao hurriedly agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Rong Zhi pressed her eyebrows in so agitation.

The dicine and incense given to Rong Xian’an were definitely fine before handing them over.

Her hand on the steering wheel gradually tightened, the red light just turned green, she closed her eyes briefly, and shut off the still broadcasting navigation.

Lan’er Sanatorium was about an hour and a half drive from the old Rong Family residence.

As soon as Rong Zhi arrived at the old residence, the servants hurried to open the door for her, catching a glimpse of their faces from the corner of her eye, her brow furrowed deeper.

In front of Rong Fangjun’s door.

Four mbers of the Rong Family gathered.

Her steps paused slightly.

Rong Xian’an was also stunned, "Why are you here?"

Rong Zhi ignored him and turned to look at Lu Zhao coming out of the house, directly asking: "Is it alright?"

Lu Zhao’s eyes were red, choking as he shook his head, "Not very good, co and have a look quickly."

Rong Zhi nodded and walked forward.

"Stop right there," Rong Xian’an, completely ignored, clenched his fist, considering Rong Zhi’s temperant, he suppressed the anger rising in his heart, "Your grandfather is being rescued inside, why are you causing trouble, stay put."

If he hadn’t said it, Ying Man wouldn’t be angry, "Usually, you can do as you please, but now it’s a matter of life and death, can you be sensible?"

"How old are you this year? ng ng knew the importance and urgency of things at eight years old and sat obediently waiting for news, can’t you be a little more reasonable?!"

Her eyes were full of disappointnt.

Rong ng patted Ying Man’s back with an anxious look, glanced at the teenager softly, "Little Zhi, I know you’re worried about Grandpa, but there’s no news from Doctor Song since he went in, let’s wait here, okay?"

Ying Man raised her hand trying to pull Rong Zhi back.

Just a few centiters from touching the teenager’s sleeve.

"No."

A slightly hoarse voice carrying cold indifference.

Ying Man felt a blur in front of her eyes and looked up to see Rong Zhi, who had been one step outside, standing at the door, the teenager’s flamboyant brow and eye stained with nace, the corner of her mouth unruly.

"You wait, you all wait," she tilted her head slightly, "don’t damn get in my way."

Ying Man instantly fell silent.

Others were even more confused.

Knowing Rong Zhi had a strong temper, but didn’t expect it to be this strong.

The aura, both rebellious and wild, was like a classic delinquent from society.

Ying Man’s mind went blank, her fingers stiffly pointing at Rong Zhi, lips opening and closing, not a sound could be made.

She could admonish Rong Zhi, but swearing was not second nature.

Angry to the point of wanting to vomit blood.

Rong ng snapped back and quickly helped her calm down.

Rong Xian’an even had the thought of whipping Rong Zhi.

Seeing things didn’t look right, Lu Zhao didn’t care if the household would be angered, he forcefully gestured for Rong Zhi to enter quickly.

Rong Zhi’s smile disappeared, her face expressionless.

Detached and cold as an icy glacier.

Lu Zhao’s heart shuddered at the sight.

The elder’s painstaking attempts to restore familial feelings may be in vain.

The teenager’s figure vanished.

Rong Qichuo snorted coldly, "Indeed coming from the sticks."

Ying Man closed her eyes and opened them again, gripping Rong ng’s fingers tightly, her voice trembling uncontrollably, "Fortunately, fortunately, Mommy still has you."

Her tone was imnsely grateful.

Rong ng spoke softly, voice gentle, "It’s okay, Mommy, I’m here."

Ying Man nodded repeatedly.

Rong ng lowered her eyes, the corners of her mouth subtly curled.