After seeing Jiang Sheng, there was a burst of exclamations at the scene.
Everyone had a look of shock on their faces.
When did the president's injuries heal? And so completely?
This morning, wasn't the president still lying in bed with no signs of improvement?
Is this magic?!
"You disappoint me so much!" Jiang Sheng looked at Jiang Fan and said coldly.
"..." Jiang Fan opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
"President, have your injuries healed?" Not far away, Jiang Yu, who was covered in injuries, took a deep breath and looked at Jiang Sheng and asked.
"Yes!" Jiang Sheng nodded: "This time it all depends on Mr. Ling, otherwise I don't know if I would have a chance to wake up!"
While speaking, he looked in the direction of Ling Hao and asked: "Mr. Ling, I'm sorry to be a little late. Are you okay?"
"President Jiang, you're welcome, I'm fine!" Ling Hao responded after wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Today's matter was obviously discussed with Jiang Sheng yesterday.
As for why Jiang Sheng showed up so late, he knew without asking that it must be due to his injury.
"Huh?" After hearing the conversation between the two, Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment and then continued to ask: "President, when did you meet Mr. Ling?"
"Yesterday!" Jiang Sheng replied.
"Yesterday?!" Hearing his words, many people, including Jiang Fan and Jiang Quan, were surprised again.
Jiang Quan thought for a moment, then turned to Jiang Xinqi and asked.
"Miss, that Zhang Qiang yesterday was Ling Hao in disguise? The reason why you are willing to hand over the military order to the young master is to let him heal the president's wounds?"
"Otherwise?" Jiang Xinqi shrugged her shoulders.
"You..." Jiang Fan looked at Jiang Xinqi and frowned.
I originally wanted to yell a few words, but thinking that my father was still there, I quickly shut my mouth.
After hearing the conversation between several people, everyone finally understood and were shocked by Ling Hao's medical skills.
What they didn't know was that Ling Hao's blood had the effect of bringing the dead back to life. Coupled with his miraculous medical skills, it was not difficult to treat Jiang Sheng's injuries.
Of course, it is obviously unrealistic to expect Jiang Sheng to recover within one day.
At this time, Jiang Sheng had only returned to about 70% to 80% of his peak state at most, but he just acted like a normal person.
"Congratulations, President!" Jiang Hui took a deep breath and looked at Jiang Sheng, with a strange look in his eyes.
"You have lived for such a long time, and you still don't understand the truth that a human heart is not as good as a snake swallowing an elephant!" Jiang Sheng did not answer the other party's words.
After a brief pause, he continued: "Do you think the people behind you can really fulfill their promises if I am gone? You two uncles and nephews are so naive!"
"President, please forgive me for being stupid, I don't know what the president means!" Jiang Hui continued to speak.
"You still don't want to admit it until now?" Jiang Sheng glanced at the other party and said calmly.
"Actually, if Mr. Ling hadn't reminded me, it would be difficult for me to suspect you."
"Do you still remember that more than a month ago, I went to your room to discuss with you the choice of the next president?"
"Of course I remember!" Jiang Hui replied.
"That day, I vaguely smelled a faint smell of herbs in your room." Jiang Sheng continued.
"At that time, I was still wondering why there was that smell in your house since you were never interested in herbs and elixirs."
"It's just that I didn't think much about it at the time, and the smell was very weak. I thought maybe I had made a mistake."
"But yesterday, Mr. Ling told me that the reason why I could only activate 60-70% of my power more than ten days ago was because I was poisoned."
"And when he forced the toxins out of my body, the smell was exactly the same as what I smelled in your house!"
"You won't tell me that this is just a coincidence, right?"
