Liang Yan couldn't help but feel slightly surprised after hearing Gao Ding's words, and thought to himself: "Why is Miao Yue back?"
Although he rarely goes out, he also knows that the "Qingtian Double Meeting" held by the Liu family emperor is approaching, and the preliminaries for the "Water and Land Dharma Meeting" have already begun. There is a lot of excitement in the capital, and this grand event is the most talked about.
At this time, Miao Yue, as the Minister of Taichang Temple and the highest official responsible for presiding over palace sacrifices and court ceremonies, should be very busy. I accidentally inquired a few days ago and learned that Miao Yue almost never leaves home during the day.
I go out early and come back late every day, busy preparing for the "Qingtian Double Party". Why did I go home so early today?
Although Liang Yan was confused, he didn't feel like asking any more questions at the moment. He just cupped his hands and said, "Okay, then we'll go with the senior executives."
Gao Ding led Liang Yan through several corridors and came to a quiet courtyard. A door in the middle of the courtyard was open at this time, and a faint sound could be heard coming from the door.
"This is Lord Miao's study." Gao Ding said, and asked the servants on both sides to push him into the room. Liang Yan followed closely behind him and walked into it.
In the study, a middle-aged man with a broad nose and a square face was seen sitting behind the desk, while an old man dressed in business was talking nonstop.
It's just that although this middle-aged man seemed to be listening, his eyes were a little wandering, his face was ugly, and he seemed a little absent-minded.
"Master Miao!" Gao Ding pushed the wheelchair, stepped forward and saluted, then pointed at Liang Yan behind him and said: "This is the newly arrived accountant, named Tang Yu, and my subordinates specially brought him here.
Come, let Master Miao take a look."
Miao Yue's thoughts were interrupted and he could only raise his head, glance at Liang Yan casually, and then nodded and said: "The executives have taken the trouble, you can make the decision on these matters."
After saying that, he waved his hand and motioned for Liang Yan to sit aside.
Liang Yan cupped his hands, walked to the row of principals without saying a word, and randomly picked an empty seat to sit down.
Seeing his contemptuous attitude and not even greeting Miao Yue, the bosses couldn't help but feel a little sarcastic in their hearts, secretly thinking that after all, this was just a small wealthy businessman from the countryside, with no discernment at all!
However, Miao Yue seemed to be very preoccupied at the moment and did not notice Liang Yan at all. He just motioned for the chief to continue speaking.
It was a rare occasion for him to return home, so naturally he wanted to hear the reports from various principals in person. Even if it was just for show, it had to be a routine matter.
But Miao Yue's mind was obviously not here. When it was almost Liang Yan's turn to report, a servant suddenly hurried out of the room.
As soon as this person entered, he lowered his head and said: "Sir, it's not good, madam."
Miao Yue's expression changed and he asked hurriedly: "Madam, how is she?"
The servant came close to Miao Yue and whispered something. Miao Yue's face became even more ugly. He ignored the person in charge who was reporting and rushed out of the study, leaving everyone looking at each other.
Liang Yan's six senses are sharp, so he can naturally hear clearly. What the servant said just now was: "Madam is about to die!"
He was slightly curious, looked around, and found that there was only one person in the room, Gao Ding, whose expression didn't change much. He seemed to have known about the matter for a long time. He couldn't help but walked over and asked in a low voice:
"Does the executive know the reason?"
Gao Ding glanced at him, hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "My wife is seriously ill, and Mr. Miao specially took a day off to go home. Now it seems that the condition is not good."
Liang Yan asked again: "Why don't you invite the national players from Beijing to watch?"
Gao Ding sighed and said: "Please, Dr. Yuan from the capital has come to see me several times, but he can't find the cause, let alone diagnosis and treatment!"
Liang Yan wanted to ask again what kind of illness it was, but this time Gao Ding said nothing. He just shook his head and sighed, saying not to ask more questions.
Seeing that he was unwilling to talk, Liang Yan stopped asking. Originally, the life and death of Mrs. Miao Yue had nothing to do with him, but he just thought of Miao Suwen, so he couldn't help but ask a few more questions.
After Miao Yue left, all the principals in the room naturally had no one to report to. They all left after saying a few polite words.
Liang Yan said goodbye to Gao Ding and returned to his home. However, before he reached the door, he already knew that there was an extra person in his backyard.
Liang Yan sighed softly, turned around, closed the door, and walked into his backyard.
The man standing in the courtyard was Miao Suwen.
She was wearing a light blue emerald smoked sweater and a pleated skirt with scattered floral mist, which made her look slim and graceful. Especially her black hair was no longer covered by the round hat, but was tied up with a pink strap.
The back of the head makes the figure even more graceful and graceful.
The former "tomboy" actually resumed his girlish appearance today, which surprised Liang Yan. However, this beautiful girl's eyes were red and swollen, and she seemed to have been crying for an unknown amount of time.
"What's wrong? Is it because of your mother's affairs?" Liang Yan asked calmly.
Miao Su nodded helplessly, knelt down on the ground with a thud, kowtowed several times to Liang Yan, and said, "Sir, please save my mother!"
Liang Yan said: "If you are sick, why do you come to me instead of seeking medical treatment?"
Miao Su asked urgently: "My mother's disease is not an ordinary disease, and even the top doctors in the country have nothing to do. Now the only way to have a chance is to ask Mr. Dong to take action."
Liang Yan chuckled and said, "Is this what you call emergency medical treatment?"
Miao Suwen's face turned red. She really had not thought of asking Liang Yan for help before, but her mother's condition was really weird. Many doctors who claimed to be miracle doctors were unable to do anything after seeing her. In sadness and despair, she had an idea today, and then she thought of Liang Yan.
In her opinion, this mysterious accountant's martial arts skills are unfathomable, and there should be nothing in the world that can stump him. Perhaps by asking "Mr. Tang" to take action, her mother can be saved.
Seeing that she was speechless for a moment, Liang Yan stopped making things difficult and asked directly: "Tell me about your mother's condition in detail."
Miao Suwen immediately nodded and said: "My mother was fine before, but that night three days ago, she suddenly fell to the ground. After that, many doctors were invited to see her, but they all said that my mother's pulse was normal and her breathing was stable.
There was no sign of illness at all. But my mother has been in a coma. Until today, her lips suddenly turned black, and her nails also turned black. She also coughed up blood from time to time while in a coma. It was obvious that she was extremely dangerous.
The situation is over.”
At the end of Miao Suwen's words, tears filled his eyes. Liang Yan frowned, suddenly waved his hand and shouted: