Chapter 390 Jing Qian's Care

"Haha." Zhan Renjin's eyes moved, and he said with a smile, "If there is a way to get you more shares, Yu Heng, would you like to give it a try?"

Zhan Yuheng was taken aback: "How is it possible?"

After the board meeting this morning, he had completely lost his mind.

After all, the old man holds 35% of the shares, even if he is dead, let alone that he must have a legacy arrangement, even if not, the 35% of the shares in his hands are at most used for the division of the war family. In any case, as long as Zhan Lichuan holds 35% of the shares, it is difficult for him to control the company.

unless……

Zhan Shuyu sold his shares to him.

But that's impossible even if you think about it with your toes.

"Second grandpa has some news here. I wonder if you are interested?"

******

After Zhan Lichuan had been sterilized all over his body, he had come to Mr. Zhan's side.

Looking at the grandfather lying quietly on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, his usual calm and sharp facial expression in front of outsiders was stained with a layer of sadness that could not be concealed.

"Professor Honglu, how is my grandfather's injury?"

"I didn't talk nonsense just now. Don't worry, all the bleeding spots have been stopped. The wound has also been treated very well. There is no better outcome than this for such a serious injury."

Zhan Lichuan nodded: "Thank you."

The dean on the side kept looking at Jing Qian, and then at Zhan Lichuan, looking like he was hesitant to say anything, but Zhan Lichuan ignored him at all.

The dean was so heartbroken, he wanted to tell the CEO that the young lady is a big boss.

As a result, just when he was about to open his mouth to speak, he felt the dark and enchanting eyes of the young lady. The dean was so frightened that he quickly held back his words.

There is a water dispenser in the ICU. Jing Qian took Zhan Lichuan's water cup and filled it with some water, and then mixed the spiritual spring water in it.

"Drink of water."

Jing Qian brought the water glass in front of Zhan Lichuan, thinking that the dean was there, so he opened the straw on the lid to feed him.

Zhan Lichuan wanted to extend his hand subconsciously, after all, there was only the dean besides Jing Qian and Hong Lu, and the other party was his own person, but before he could act subconsciously, Zhan Lichuan killed him in the cradle.

My wife, it's definitely sweeter than drinking it yourself.

He heard the time when Jing Qian picked up the water and the sound of the water falling, and he couldn't even pick up one-tenth of the water in the cup.

But the water handed to him at the moment was full.

Zhan Lichuan's eyes deepened, he opened his mouth, and drank the water little by little.

Today's water tasted similar to the water that Jing Qian usually handed him, but the feeling of drinking it was completely different.

Every time he drank the water before, he would feel refreshed and his breathing became smooth.

He knew that the effect of water should be far more than that, but he couldn't feel it himself.

But after drinking the water today, he could clearly feel the water rushing into every blood vessel along his esophagus.

It was clearly cold water, but when it spread rapidly in his body, it quickly warmed his somewhat icy body.

Even the dull pain on the back doesn't feel so painful anymore.

After some tossing, some vague consciousness has begun, and it has become clear and clear under the infiltration of this water.

He knew it wasn't his delusion, and it wasn't because it was the water that Jing Qian fed him, so it lifted his spirits.

The effect of this water on people is not ordinary.