The doctor just sighed and said, "...I'm sorry, Mrs. Ying, Mr. Jiang's condition is too serious, can he recover... I can't guarantee that my suggestion of going abroad for treatment is the best choice, and a miracle may happen."

"There are many people who have confirmed their advanced cancer every year, but there are still people who survived because of the miracle."

"Mr. Jiang's good people have their own appearance..."

Ying Jingya was persuaded, "Okay, just do what you said."

The person in front of him is the attending doctor who once had a car accident in Jiang Yushu.

Ying Jingya was also worried that Jiang Yushu's current situation is not suitable for transfer.

However, if he didn't send it abroad and stayed at home, his condition would not improve at all.

Jiang Yushu suffered serious internal injuries and now he can only rely on medicine to prolong his life, but... it also plays an auxiliary role.

Maybe...the last breath will be cut off at an uncertain time.

The doctor nodded: "I have contacted the American hospital. Mr. Jiang can be transferred at any time."

But for a while.

The servant walked over and said, "Madam, all the funeral matters of Mrs. Jiang are ready."

Ying Jingya's eyes fell on Jiang Yushu who was unconscious. Her sad eyes were filled with sadness, "I understand."

The funeral will be held seven days later as scheduled.

Ying Jingya held this funeral for Mrs. Jiang in the name of the banquet, and most of the well-known people in the entire imperial city came to pay their respects.

Everyone knows why the defeat of the Jiang family is so clear that it is inseparable from the current president of Shengshi Group.

Outsiders dare not judge the relationship between these three families at will. Some people can come, but they are afraid of the power of the banquet.

No one dares not to give face to the president of Shengshi Group.

The person kneeling on the ground wearing mourning clothes is a distant relative of Jiang's family.

Ying Jingya just stood aside, meticulously wrapped around her long hair on the back of her head, and wore a white temple flower.

The weather today is not very good, with dark clouds pressing down on the top, dull air, and the wind blowing makes people feel depressed.

Ying Yueyao walked to Ying Jingya: "Mom...I've called..."

"He probably won't come. Mom... let's get buried. There are so many people waiting, and it's not good to waste time!"

Although there is a gap between the Jiang family and the Ying family, the dead are the most important.

Mainly, Ying Yueyao didn't want the Chan Banquet to be left behind.

Now everyone is rumored that Old Mrs. Jiang was killed by Zhanyan.

They are a family, and Ying Yueyao just doesn't want her most beloved mother to be embarrassed with her husband.

All the rituals have been completed, and... Ying Jingya looked somewhere, expressionless, not knowing what she was waiting for.

Until then...

The crowd dispersed behind and made a way out. The exhibition banquet in a black suit appeared in front of everyone. The originally noisy voice stopped instantly.

Zhan Yan came with calm steps without looking sideways, Qi Cheng followed behind him, and there were a bunch of bodyguards.

Each bodyguard held a wreath in his hand. Qi Cheng waved his hand behind him, and everyone's bodyguards placed the wreath on the cemetery.

"It seems that Mrs. Ying is waiting for Zhan."

Ying Jingya looked at him as if she was looking at her enemy's eyes. She didn't say anything. Ying Yueyao immediately walked to Zhanyan, grabbed his arm, and spoke to him: "Mom, he is here! We should not waste time anymore. Let's just bury Mrs. Jiang quickly."

"Today is different from the past. Now everyone in the entire imperial capital depends on your expression. Knowing that the president of Shengshi Group is coming. How can you not wait for you to come in a big deal?"

Zhan Yan curled his lips and smiled deeply, "Mrs. Ying doesn't need to be said to be so serious."

Ying Jingya looked at him and wanted to pierce his heart, his son...

He killed him!

Ying Jingya couldn't swallow this tone no matter what.

Sooner or later, he will make her pay!

Ying Jingya snorted coldly and asked the funeralist to put the urn in the tomb. She then sealed it.

When the banquet ended, the banquet stood in the head of everyone and took the bouquet of flowers from the bodyguards on the side, which was a bouquet of lilies.

This flower is the favorite flower in front of Mrs. Jiang.

The banquet bent over in front of the tomb.

Everyone was surprised, but they didn't expect that he still had this kind of heart!

The banquet was also because she asked her to send this bouquet of flowers.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have done anything extra.

After all, the road up the mountain is not easy to walk, and it is winding.

At this moment, it started drizzling in the sky.

The banquet came late and went quickly, Qi Cheng held up an umbrella beside him.

Ying Yueyao: "Show the banquet..."

Qi Cheng reached out and stopped Ying Yueyao who wanted to follow him, "Sorry, Miss Ying, the president has to go back to the company to handle affairs, which is not convenient all the way."

Ying Yueyao's face suddenly turned pale, not because she stood up and stopped her from approaching the banquet, but because she said, "Ms. Ying".

Ying Yueyao's face became ugly, and she called her Miss Ying in front of everyone?!

But she is his "wife".

It's a certificate.

They also held a wedding.

Zhanyan did not deny this claim, as if it was just confirming that Ying Yueyao's identity was just not worthy of her name.

Everyone started to whisper.

The current Jiang family may be the end of the Ying family!

The rain gradually became heavier, and he parked in the extended Rolls-Roz car at the foot of the mountain. Zhuang Mingyue learned the method Wang Mei gave her to coax the child in her arms.

At noon, the child suddenly started vomiting, and Zhuang Mingyue was worried and wanted to take the child to the hospital for examination.

When Mrs. Jiang died and disappeared, she was only listening to what others said when she checked the child.

She was in the Jiang family, and Mrs. Jiang was really good to her, and she passed away.

Zhuang Mingyue is indeed coming to worship.

However, the banquet is not allowed...

The two quarreled in the examination room at the entrance of the hospital.

Only after the banquet was held, she compromised and let her come over.

The bouquet of lilies was also carefully selected by her.

Zhuang Mingyue looked at the gloomy and a little scary weather. She just hoped that there would be no thunder.

It happened that she saw her walking down the mountain to show a banquet.

It takes only about twenty minutes to go up and down.

Why did he get down so quickly?

The rear seat door was opened.

The cold air blew in, and I got into the car, took off my suit with rain, and my expensive leather shoes were stained with yellow mud.

A dirty footprint was printed on the originally clean blanket.

Zhan Yan took off his black suit and put it on the side, "Are you satisfied now?"

He could not see any other angry emotions.

Zhuang Mingyue was coaxing the child down, as if careless, but she felt a little uneasy, "Zhan Yan... Does Old Mrs. Jiang's death have anything to do with you?"
Chapter completed!