The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

On the other side, Sanbao and Sibao followed Shushan's car back to Bron Castle.

As soon as they returned to the castle, the unconscious Bron was rushed to the secret medical room inside the castle by Rosen and his trusted guards.

Shu Shan followed him in, but San Bao and Si Bao were stopped outside the medical room by Lawson.

Sanbao and Sibao immediately frowned: "Why won't you let us in?"

Rosen explained, "Young Masters, we have a family doctor here. He will do his best to treat you. Too many people inside would only get in the way. You two young masters can just wait outside."

Sanbao and Sibao looked at each other and saw the same doubt in each other's eyes. Lao Kulong fainted suddenly, and Rawson's reaction was also strange.

The two little guys raised their heads at the same time and looked at Rawson sharply.

Sanbao spoke first: "Roarson, tell us the truth, what happened to my great-grandfather?"

Rosen's eyes flickered, and he hesitated, "Well..."

Sibao immediately frowned, "Don't try to trick us! Old Kulong is the head of the entire family. If anything happens to him, the huge Bron family will be leaderless. Those two bad guys, Liz and Lawrence, are gone!"

Hearing this, Rawson sighed, "Ah, this is exactly what Mr. Bron has been most worried about."

He lowered his voice, revealing helplessness. "Mr. Bron had few children to begin with. With Miss Liz and Mr. Lawrence gone... your grandmother, Miss Shu Qing, is the only direct descendant left. However, Miss Shu Qing severed ties with the Bron family long ago due to disagreements with her principles and left the country. There's no way she'll ever return to take over."

"Next up, Master Boone and Miss Bouki's families... one has a broken arm, the other a broken leg, making them ill-equipped to handle important responsibilities. Master Ari is constantly away from home, having no interest in family affairs. Mr. Bron has been pessimistic about them from the start."

Rosen's gaze fell on the two little treasures, with a complex expectation: "Well, Mr. Bron has placed his hopes on you four young masters, hoping that you can take on the responsibility of heirs, but... you four young masters are not interested in the position of heir..."

His tone was filled with powerlessness: "So Mr. Bron is worried sick, anxious day and night, worried that there will be no successor to the Bron family!"

Sibao was getting a little impatient and interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "Alright, alright, you've said so much, but you haven't told us the key point yet! What's wrong with him? Why did he suddenly faint? Could he have fainted because we were so angry?"

Rosen quickly waved his hand, "Of course not. Mr. Bron has seen a lot, and he's mentally tough. He wouldn't be driven unconscious by a few young masters."

Hearing this, Sibao breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they didn't make him faint from anger, it would be fine.

Sanbao continued to ask, "Then what happened to him? Why did he suddenly faint? You just said that worry made him sick. Has his health been in trouble for a long time?"

Looking at the two little guys who wouldn't give up until they got an answer, Rawson sighed heavily, looked around warily, and then dragged the two young masters to a more secluded corner. After confirming that no one was eavesdropping nearby, he lowered his voice and said:

"Mr. Bron has strictly forbidden me from telling anyone about this matter. If word of Mr. Bron's illness were to get out and reach other shareholders or external rivals, the Bron family would likely be in turmoil and chaos would ensue."

He looked at Sanbao and Sibao with a very serious expression: "So, I tell you two young masters, you must keep this a secret."

Sanbao and Sibao nodded seriously.

Seeing that the two young masters, despite their young age, had clear eyes, showed intelligence and understanding, and did not seem like those who would talk nonsense, Rosen finally revealed the true situation of Bron:

"Mr. Bron has been suffering from chronic insomnia for many years. Lately, his condition has worsened. Even the strongest sleeping pills are no longer effective. As a last resort, he hired a top hypnotist for deep hypnosis, which is enough to allow him to sleep for two or three hours."

"But this hypnosis technique is extremely damaging to the mind if used too often. Mr. Bron's body is becoming increasingly weak, and now even hypnosis cannot be used easily, for fear that the old man will be in a deep hypnosis... and never wake up again."

"Plus, he's already very old, and his organs are slowly failing. The doctor said... at this rate, I'm afraid... I'm afraid he won't last more than six months."

After hearing this, Sanbao and Sibao showed expressions of shock and sighing on their little faces.

It turns out that my great-grandfather was so seriously ill.

Rawson added, "This time, the old lady was secretly taken away by you and disappeared for a whole day. Mr. Bron couldn't contact her and was extremely anxious. His emotions were extremely turbulent, and he was overwhelmed with worry and fear. His blood rushed to his head and he fainted."

He paused, his voice complex, "Although the master's possessiveness of the old lady is a bit too strong and he keeps a close watch on her, it's also a kind of obsession. He's almost paranoid about the old lady leaving his sight, afraid that something might happen to her. This time... it's completely touched his vital point."

Sanbao and Sibao fell silent.

It turns out that even if you have endless money and live in such a big castle, you cannot avoid illness and death.

Life is sometimes so fragile.

At this moment, the door of the medical room was pushed open, and the doctor who had just gone in to examine Bron walked out with a serious expression.

The doctor first glanced at Rawson with a very unpleasant expression. He then glanced at the two young masters standing next to him, who seemed hesitant and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Luo Ersen said in a deep voice: "Speak, these two young masters are not outsiders."

The doctor then spoke gravely, "Butler Rawson, the master's sudden collapse this time... The situation is very grim. His mental and vital energy has been overdrawn to the limit, and his body's defense mechanism has completely collapsed... This time, I'm afraid... he really can't hold on..."

"So...how long will it take?"

"As long as a week, as short as... three days."

When Rawlsson heard this, he felt like he was struck by lightning. His old body shook violently and became shaky.

Seeing this, Sanbao and Sibao supported him worriedly: "Roelson, are you okay?"

Rawson waved his hand, wiped his instantly moistened old eyes with his sleeve, forced himself to stand straight, and said to the doctor in a hoarse voice, "We must...we must find a way to save the master! Even if it means just one more day!"

The doctor shook his head helplessly, his face filled with grief at the thought of helplessness. "I've tried my best, using ginseng to keep the master alive for the last breath... But this is only a temporary solution. It won't last much longer. The master's body... is already failing. Now... even if a god came, I'm afraid there's nothing he can do..."

Rosen's heart sank completely: "Old lady...does she know?"

The doctor whispered back, "Not yet... I haven't dared to tell the old lady. She's still inside guarding the master, talking to him non-stop... Should I tell her now?"

Mr. Bloom was still asleep, so Rawson didn't dare to make a decision on his own. "I understand... Let me think about it... Think about how to tell the old lady..."