Names: Uncle Zhao Mengsheng, Father-in-law Pei Yihong

Laifu Nursing Home.

The room was dimly lit.

Wang Fuzhen held her phone, her hands trembling violently.

On the other end of the phone, Gao Yuliang's head was buzzing.

There are so many things to do every day.

"Old Wang, I'm not a doctor. It's an emergency, call 120!"

Wang Fuzhen's mind went blank; she was panicked and at a loss.

"Yes, Yuliang, call 120!"

What is the 120 emergency number?

When people panic, they forget even the most basic common sense.

Gao Yuliang rubbed his throbbing temples and urged him on.

"It's 120! Mr. Wang, please dial an ambulance right away, I'm coming right now."

Wu Huifen, wearing a coat, looked worried. "Teacher Gao, what happened to Old Chen all of a sudden?"

"I don't know. I guess it's because of Chen Shan; he won't be able to get promoted to vice-ministerial level." Gao Yuliang grabbed his coat hastily. "Old Chen was my former superior; let's go take a look."

The couple didn't drive their own car; they simply hailed a taxi when they went out.

Gao Yuliang tried to contact Sha Ruijin, but the call could not be connected.

Instead, he dialed Chen Shan's number.

The device is currently powered off.

now.

A villa by the sea.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the waves surged, and the night was deep.

Pour the red wine into a stemmed glass.

Chen Shan threw his phone onto the marble floor, and the phone shattered.

He looked dejected and leaned back on the sofa.

"Shiya, my life is so miserable. I married a woman who is twelve years older than me, and she can't even have children."

Li Shiya, the chairwoman of Shanshui Group, sat to the side, her figure alluring.

She gently wrapped her arms around Chen Shan's arm. "Brother Shan, don't rush."

It's just a promotion; there's plenty of time in the future.

A gentle embrace is the best way to smooth out a man's aggression.

Chen Hai picked up Li Shiya and carried her upstairs to the second floor.

The villa was luxurious and warmly inviting.

Chen Shan was completely unaware of the turmoil at Laifu Nursing Home.

Anyway, no matter who he notifies, Gao Yuliang cannot notify Qi Tongwei.

Gao Yuliang's fingertip slid across the contacts list, stopping at Li Dakang's number.

The call connected after two beeps.

"Secretary Yuliang?"

Li Dakang was sitting in his living room, chatting with Ouyang Jing about the power struggle at today's Standing Committee meeting.

Gao Yuliang: "Secretary Dakang, Elder Chen Yanshi has fainted, and his condition is unknown."

pat.

The teacup in Li Dakang's hand fell onto the sofa.

Fortunately, it didn't break.

A hint of joy flashed across his eyes.

The upturned corners of her mouth were impossible to suppress.

If it weren't for Chen Yanshi, Dafeng Factory might have been demolished long ago.

Chen Yanshi is the culprit who has negatively impacted Jingzhou's GDP and development.

Because Li Dakang cares most about GDP, he feels that Chen Yanshi's actions are misguided and are hindering Jingzhou's GDP growth.

"I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Ouyang Jing glanced at him sideways.

"You're quite proactive."

Li Dakang stood up, picked up his car keys, and couldn't suppress the smile on his lips. "Ouyang, Chen Yanshi has always relied on his seniority to suppress a group of cadres who dare not utter a word."

He tripped up today, I have to go see what's going on.

I drove out, floored the gas pedal, and headed straight for Laifu Nursing Home.

Wang Fuzhen hurriedly dialed the emergency number.

I haven't recovered yet.

A soft cough suddenly came from behind me.

Chen Yanshi, who was lying on the ground, slowly propped himself up and sat up.

His face was deathly pale, and his eyes were somewhat frightening.

Wang Fuzhen was so frightened that she took a step back, her pupils dilating. "Old Chen? Don't scare me!"

Are you Old Chen, or have you come back from the dead?

Chen Yanshi raised his hand and patted his chest. "Old woman, are you getting old and your mind is getting fuzzy?"

I just couldn't catch my breath and temporarily passed out.

"Being a deputy minister is too difficult. What will happen to our son, Chen Shan?"

Wang Fuzhen was both angry and anxious, and raised her hand to pat her chest.

"Old Chen, your health comes first, everything else is secondary."

I just called 120, the ambulance is on its way!

Upon hearing this, Chen Yanshi's expression changed instantly, and he quickly waved his hand, "Call to cancel immediately!"

Just tell them they're fine and don't need to come.

120 (emergency services) isn't free; the fees are ridiculously high.

He's been stingy his whole life, and he can't change it.

Wang Fuzhen was both amused and exasperated, feeling quite helpless.

He really is an unyielding old stone.

"You've always been so stingy. What if something really happens to you? I already notified Yu-liang."

Chen Yanshi's eyes lit up, and he smiled instead, "My dear, this is good news."

"Yu Liang is a kind and soft-hearted person." Chen Yanshi quickly lay back on the bed, closed his eyes, and held his breath.

"Quick, honey, cover me with the blanket."

I continued lying there.

A grand show is about to begin.

He is extremely cunning and addicted to acting.

The squeaky wheel gets the grease, and Chen Yanshi felt that if he made a little fuss, things might turn around.

A short while later, at the main entrance of Laifu Nursing Home.

The two cars stopped one after the other.

Gao Yuliang and his wife, and Li Dakang and his wife, arrived at almost the same time.

The four of them hurried towards the small courtyard where Chen Yanshi lived.

I pushed open the door and entered; the room was quiet.

Chen Yanshi lay flat on the bed, his eyes closed, his face pale, and his breathing weak.

It looks like it's about to die.

Gao Yuliang asked with concern, "Old Wang, why hasn't the ambulance arrived yet?"

Wang Fuzhen avoided eye contact and made up a lie on the spot.

"Yuliang, I've already called. There are a lot of patients tonight, and the ambulance said there's a waiting list."

The lie was crude and full of loopholes.

Li Dakang stood at the back, his gaze sharp.

I saw through the trick at a glance.

There's a queue for ambulances?

That's just a complete charlatan.

Li Dakang glanced at the table not far away and saw a nice thing: a feather duster.

He casually pulled out a chicken feather.

The movements were so natural that no one noticed.

Everyone gathered around the bed, their expressions grave.

While everyone's attention was focused on Wang Fuzhen and Gao Yuliang, Li Dakang subtly moved his wrist.

Chicken feathers gently brushed against the soles of Chen Yanshi's feet.

The person on the bed unconsciously furrowed their brow.

Even the slightest movement could not escape Li Dakang's eyes.

A subtle, cold smile appeared on Li Dakang's lips.

Chen Yanshi, you old stone, keep pretending.

Even if you see through something, don't say it out loud. You could at least teach Chen Yanshi a lesson once.

Such an opportunity is too rare.

Li Dakang quietly withdrew and walked into the courtyard.

A splash of cold water on my face instantly sobered me up.

Pull down the towel hanging on the clothesline, wet it, wring it out, and drape it around your neck.

The next second, Li Dakang adjusted his facial expression.

His face instantly darkened, and his eyes reddened.

She strode in, her voice suddenly rising, trembling with tears.

"Old Chen, former Chief Prosecutor! You absolutely cannot be harmed!"

You can't just leave like this! Jingzhou still needs you, and the Second Procuratorate is waiting for you to take charge!

The cries were heart-wrenching, filled with unbearable grief.

Snotty nose and tearful eyes.

To an unsuspecting person, seeing that appearance would make them think a close relative had passed away.

Ouyang Jing stood behind, her lips twitching.

She knows her husband too well.

This isn't crying; it's clearly acting out a show for entertainment.

Gao Yuliang was also taken aback, not expecting Li Dakang's acting skills to be so explosive.

Chen Yanshi lay stiffly on the bed.

My feet are itchy, and the sound of crying is piercing my ears.

He felt extremely uncomfortable from holding it in.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

I could no longer tolerate it.

Chen Yanshi suddenly opened his eyes, sat up abruptly, and exclaimed, "Dakang!"

Stop crying!

I just fainted, I didn't die!

A moment of deathly silence fell; the awkwardness was palpable.

Li Dakang smiled slightly, expressionless, "Old Chen, you can pretend to be sick, you can pretend to be aloof, but don't spout nonsense."

The real show has only just begun.

If someone is performing, then someone has to watch.

The muddy waters of Handong are getting muddier the more they are stirred.

In a short time.

Gao Yuliang, Li Dakang, Chen Yanshi, and others all became chess players.