<h4>Chapter 1174: Chapter 1181: The Old Man’s Critical Illness</h4>


    "I’m sure I’m a real man, too bad you’re not a woman, otherwise I’d let you try it."


    Upon hearing this, Hu Fei thought Ling Chen was referring to that thing and was ready to joke around, but then he saw Ling Chen swinging his fist, causing Hu Fei to shrink his head,ugh awkwardly, and quickly run back to his room.


    After waking up, Ling Chen washed up casually, gnawing on the just-brewed instant noodles, and headed straight to the control center. By this time, Hu Fei was already up, leading a group of subordinates to continuest night’s work. It must be said that Hu Fei is indeed responsible in this regard. As long as there’s work, he doesn’t mess around, which is why Ling Chen appreciates and relies on him.


    "Fatty, how’s it going, any findings?" Ling Chen walked to Hu Fei’s side and asked.


    "There are still two-thirds of the map undeveloped, it will probably take two more days. If you have something to do, go ahead, leave this to me. If there’s any progress, I’ll notify you."


    "Alright then, I’ll leave it to you." Ling Chen didn’t hold back. He’s the kind of person suited to being on the frontline, so it was better to leave technical work to someone skilled; even if he stayed there, he couldn’t do much except supervise.


    Plus, he had been in Beijing for the past few days and came straight back to the base without going home, so it was time to go see his family.


    Driving home, he saw a Rolls-Royce and two Land Rovers parked outside. Zhong Wei and Liang Zhao Hui were standing at the door, waiting for Nanrong Wanqing toe out. "Captain Zhong, Brother Liang," Ling Chen greeted them as he approached, "Is Wanqing not down yet? Why note in and have a seat."


    "No, we’d better wait outside," Zhong Wei replied. "You’ve been busytely, haven’t seen you this past few days when picking up the chairman."


    "I went out of town, just got back. Captain Zhong, how’s everything at home?" Ling Chen was asking about the Nanrong Family, as he hadn’t visited in a long time.


    "Things aren’t well, especially the old master, his health is getting worse, he’s been bedridden every day, unable to walk."


    Ling Chen’s expression shifted slightly, and he asked with concern, "How did this happen? Wasn’t he fine not long ago?"


    "I’m not sure either, heard the condition worsened, there are doctors and nurses keeping watch around the clock to prevent anything happening to the old master." As he said this, Zhong Wei nced at the door and whispered, "The old master instructed us not to tell the chairman for now, so she won’t worry."


    "With how things are, it’s impossible to hide it from her for long. Alright, I’ll visit the Nanrong Familyter to check on the old master."


    As they spoke, Nanrong Wanqing came out of the house. When she saw Ling Chen return, she simply asked a couple of questions and then got into the car with Zhong Wei.


    After watching the motorcade leave, Ling Chen didn’t even enter his house but drove straight to the Nanrong Family.


    At eight-thirty in the morning, Nanrong Hao had already gone to work at Hongyu Group, and Liu Kun was responsible for receiving Ling Chen.


    "Uncle Liu, how is the old master’s health?"


    "Who told you about it?"


    "I ran into Captain Zhong this morning, he mentioned the old master’s condition to me."


    Liu Kun sighed softly and said, "The old master’s condition is indeed severe, the doctors have issued two critical notices. However, the old master has good fortune, having survived twice, and his condition is stable now. But the doctors aren’t optimistic about his condition, there’s a risk of rpse at any time."


    Speaking, the two approached the bedroom where Nanrong Yong resided.


    "You can go in by yourself."


    Ling Chen nodded, pushed the door open, and entered the bedroom. At this time, Nanrong Yong was lying on the bed receiving an IV drip and reading a newspaper, with an unfinished breakfast beside him.


    "Ling Chen, what wind blew you here today?" Nanrong Yong put down the newspaper and asked with a smiling face.


    "Old master, it’s been a while since I visited you, I had some time today, so I came to see you."


    Nanrong Yong was highly perceptive and could easily tell Ling Chen’s true intention. However, he didn’t point it out and gestured toward the chair beside the bed, saying, "Have a seat. It’s been a while since anyone chatted with me."


    "Has that girl Wanqing been staying with youtely, not causing any trouble?"


    "Old master, how could you say that? There’s no trouble, everyone’s quite lively together."


    "That’s good, I’m worried she’d be upset seeing me like this when she returns."


    Ling Chen hesitated for a moment and said, "Old master, why don’t you tell Wanqing? She is your granddaughter and has the right to know about your condition."


    Nanrong Yong waved his hand and said, "No need for that. I am already an old codger, bound to end up in a coffin sooner orter, why make everybody unhappy. Besides, Wanqing and the rest still have to manage Hongyu Group, splitting their attention to take care of me might exhaust them. All in all, do me a favor and please don’t tell Wanqing for now."


    "Nanrong Hao should know about your condition, right?"


    "He only knows I’m sick but doesn’t know how serious it is. I deliberately hid it from him because I was afraid he’d tell Wanqing." At this point, Nanrong Yong sighed and said, "Actually, I’ve already made psychological preparations. Last year, when undergoing a check-up, the doctors basically gave me a death sentence. If I’m lucky, I might live another two years. By the looks of it now, it doesn’t seem like I’llst two years. Ling Chen, if therees a day when I’m gone, I hope you’ll look after Wanqing and Nanrong Hao. Although Wanqing is quite independent, she’s still a woman at the end of the day, and that punk Nanrong Hao hasn’t matured and can’t bear heavy responsibilities. So the Nanrong Family needs a man like you to help hold the fort."


    "Old master, Wanqing and Haozi are both my friends, if needed, I will definitely do everything I can to help. However, I think you shouldn’t give up so soon, with today’s advanced medical technology, there could still be a miracle."


    "A miracle?" Nanrong Yong smiled faintly, "If I were 30 to 40 years younger, perhaps I’d believe in miracles. Ling Chen, I’m in my seventies or eighties, well past the age of believing in miracles. At this age, one must learn to ept reality. Alright then! No need to persuade me, do me a favor, try to keep this from Wanqing, don’t let her know."


    Ling Chen replied helplessly, "Old master, if Wanqing finds out, she might hate me."


    "Then just don’t let her find out." Just then, two doctors entered, saying, "Sir, it’s time for treatment."


    Ling Chen stood up and said, "Old master, I won’t disturb you then, have a good rest, I’lle visit you again in a few days."


    After leaving the Nanrong Family, Ling Chen looked up at the azure sky and sighed. Nanrong Yong’s condition was very concerning, and if it doesn’t improve, he might not have much longer to live. It seems he needs to speed things up. Thinking of this, Ling Chen took out his phone and dialed a number.