Who is still chasing after the school beauty?

Shen Mengyao and Su Ling lived next door and came running over when they heard the noise.

Shen Mengyao burst into tears when she saw her father's appearance. "Dad, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me. Mom, let's take Dad to the hospital quickly..."

Shen Mengyao was at a loss and kept crying.

"I'll call the emergency number." Su Ling quickly took out his cell phone.

"It's already happened." Liu Yunjie said.

A figure rushed in. It was Shen Hongyuan's butler, Lao Dong.

Although Shen Hongyuan was in excruciating pain, he still had some basic rationality. He said in a trembling voice, "Boss, close the door, block the news, and don't let the outside world know about my situation."

"Even if I die, you have to keep it a secret. You have to delay it as long as possible to buy time for my wife to take over the company."

Shen Hongyuan is the chairman of Shen Group.

He knew very well that once the news of his serious illness or death spread, the share price of Shen Group would plummet.

This must never be allowed to happen.

Old Dong hurried to the door and closed it.

Liu Yunjie's eyes were red. "Hubby, it's already this time, why are you still thinking about this? Nothing is more important than your life."

Shen Hongyuan held Liu Yunjie's hand with one hand and Shen Mengyao's hand with the other hand, "I might really be dying, you must be well."

"Dad!" Shen Mengyao burst into tears.

Su Ling beside her also had tears in her eyes.

"Husband, you won't die. I won't let you die. Just hold on. The rescue helicopter will be here soon." Liu Yunjie held Shen Hongyuan's face, her voice choked with sobs.

"Aunt Liu, Uncle Shen has been poisoned. It's an acute poisoning. He won't last more than three minutes." Qin Chen said.

"You're talking nonsense. Shut up." Shen Mengyao glared at Qin Chen and yelled, "My dad can't possibly die. You're not a doctor. What right do you have to say that?"

Liu Yunjie, Old Dong, and Su Ling were all shocked by Qin Chen's words.

Even Shen Hongyuan looked at Qin Chen in surprise.

"Xiao Chen, are you telling the truth? My husband is suffering from acute poisoning. Can he really not last more than three minutes?" Liu Yunjie asked anxiously.

Qin Chen nodded.

Shen Hongyuan smiled bitterly, "Maybe Xiaochen is right. I also feel like I'm about to die. My heart seems to be about to explode."

Qin Chen said, "Aunt Liu, put Uncle Shen on the bed and let him lie down. I will help him detoxify."

When Qin Chen said this, everyone in the room was shocked again.

Shen Mengyao was a little anxious, "Qin Chen, my dad is already like this, don't do anything reckless. If anything happens to him, you can't take the responsibility."

The old boss shouted, "Young man, don't talk nonsense when your life is at stake. Let's wait for rescue. A professional team of doctors will arrive."

Qin Chen said in a deep voice: "Uncle Shen's condition can't last that long. It will take at least ten minutes for the helicopter to come here. Uncle Shen died before it arrived."

Qin Chen is a Nascent Soul cultivator who has practiced in the Small Xuantian Realm for two thousand years and has spent hundreds of years studying medicine. There is no poison on Earth that he cannot cure.

As he was speaking, Shen Hongyuan's face and mouth turned purple and black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Shen Hongyuan's breathing became weaker and weaker, and his life was in danger.

It was very difficult for him to say a few more words.

Liu Yunjie was in a state of hesitation.

The boss insisted on opposing it, saying, "We can't act rashly. We can still have a glimmer of hope when professional medical staff come."

Shen Mengyao didn't believe what Qin Chen said at all. "You are talking nonsense. How could my dad be poisoned? How could he not survive for more than three minutes? Shut up. I don't want to hear you talk."

Qin Chen ignored Lao Dong and Shen Mengyao, and looked at Liu Yunjie.

"Aunt Liu, I know medical skills, and I am sure I can save Uncle Shen. If we wait any longer, Uncle Shen will surely die."

Liu Yunjie looked at Shen Hongyuan's dark purple face, her heart aching, and nodded, "Okay, Aunt Liu believes you."

Although Liu Yunjie was surprised that Qin Chen knew medicine, now was not the time to ask questions. Moreover, Shen Hongyuan's condition did seem like he was about to die.

"Boss, lend a hand."

Liu Yunjie and Lao Dong put Shen Hongyuan on the bed and made him lie down.

The old boss asked worriedly, "Madam, do you really want to let this young man treat the chairman? Isn't the risk too great?"

Liu Yunjie took a deep breath and said, "I have no other choice, and I believe in Xiaochen."

Liu Yunjie looked at Shen Hongyuan, "Husband..."

Shen Hongyuan nodded and agreed with Liu Yunjie's decision. He knew his situation best and knew he was about to collapse.

Instead of waiting to die, it is better to give it a try. Maybe a miracle will happen.

When people are in the most desperate situation, they will try to grasp even the slightest glimmer of hope. This is what Shen Hongyuan thinks.

There was a knock on the door. The boss opened it a crack and asked, "What are you doing?"

The boss remembered Shen Hongyuan's instructions not to let the outside world know that he was seriously ill or about to die.

A group of hotel staff came, led by the hotel manager.

"Sir, we heard shouting and crying over here, and we wanted to know what happened. Do you need any help?"

The boss directly waved his hand and refused, "You don't need anything. No one can come in without my permission."

The manager said worriedly, "Sir, let us go in and take a look. If there is anything wrong, we can help solve it."

"I said, no need, don't you understand?" Old Dong slipped out of the door, quickly closed it, and stood guard at the door to prevent them from entering.

Shen Mengyao was still crying heartbreakingly.

Liu Yunjie shouted, "Don't cry. Now is not the time to cry."

Shen Mengyao also realized that her crying would attract more people's attention to the situation here, so she covered her mouth and sobbed softly.

Su Ling whispered to comfort him, "Mengyao, don't cry, Uncle Shen will be fine."

Downstairs in the hotel, Chang Shaojie and Liu Zifan were looking at the location of Shen Hongyuan's room upstairs.

Chang Shaojie smiled and said, "It's about time. It's time to announce Shen Hongyuan's death to the world."

"Once Shen Hongyuan dies, the share price of Shen's Group will inevitably plummet. Our Chang family will take the opportunity to acquire it. From now on, Shen's Group will belong to our Chang family."

"Cousin, you are amazing. You used a series of tricks perfectly, one after another. You even arranged the reporters in advance, and raised the funds for the acquisition of Shen Group in advance. It's simply a plan that has been planned out for everything."

As the two were talking, a group of reporters were blocking the hotel entrance and wanted to go up for an interview, but were stopped by the hotel security personnel.

Liu Zifan was a little anxious, "Cousin, the reporter was stopped by the hotel staff and can't go up, what should I do?"

Chang Shaojie smiled calmly, "These people can't stop them. I have arranged my people among the reporters."

Sure enough, after a while, a group of reporters broke through the hotel security personnel's blockade and rushed to the door of Shen Hongyuan's room.