The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 293: Brother Jiang’s first visit to the Ji Family, the truth is revealed_3

In just thirty seconds, Lance’s smile at the corners of his mouth froze, and he took back the black piece.

Start over.

After another minute, he was done.

Of that minute, 55 seconds were spent by Lance thinking.

“Come on!” Lance suddenly stood up calling noisily, picking up Jiang He and making him play against Jiang Fulai.

Jiang He: “…”

With just a casual glance from Jiang Fulai, he allowed Jiang He to go first; Jiang He silently made a move—these two didn’t need to think while playing chess—

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The game was decided in ten seconds.

Lance and Ji Heng squatted on the side, both looking at Jiang He who had lost in just seven moves: “…”

Lance murmured to Ji Heng, “Turns out you’re the real chatterbox.”

Ji Heng, suddenly burdened with a huge pot, started to doubt himself too.

After that, every day he’d find someone in the alley to play chess with, and the alley folk were beaten until they doubted their life choices.

Twenty minutes later.

After receiving a message from Jiang Fulai, Director Chen brought over Jiang Fulai’s tobacco along.

Then he bravely sat at the table, listening to Shen Qing repeatedly saying “Xiaojiang.”

Director Chen posted on his moments: [My time is up.jpg]

Ming Dongheng liked the post.

**

The next day, Saturday.

Chinese in the morning, math and English in the afternoon.

The Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School monthly exam didn’t follow the same schedule as the college entrance exam.

It was past five when the English exam ended.

Tang Ming was among a group from class fifteen, discussing the math problem with Ning Xiao.

“Do you understand what they’re talking about?” Weng Qi quietly asked the others.

The math problem wasn’t too difficult this time, but Weng Qi hadn’t gotten to the last question.

Yang Lin glanced at Weng Qi without saying a word.

Pu Xiaohan didn’t look at Weng Qi, merely uttered “Oh” in a sudden realization, “So that’s how it is. So gʼ(x) is just being compared with 3+a in the end? When a is greater than or equal to -3, gʼ(x) is greater than 0, so the original function is monotonically increasing, right…”

Tang Ming looked at Pu Xiaohan with admiration, “…Right, there are three zeroes, the first question is very simple.”

Bai Lian walked at the very end, messaging Yan Lu on her phone.

When Yan Lu called Bai Lian, she was in an exam, and since the call didn’t go through, Yan Lu left her a message regarding her song.

Since Bai Lian was writing a song for Yan Lu, this involved a contract and the record company.

Time Entertainment had a sub-label record company, which included An Qi, but Sister Xin did not plan to sign with them.

Guessing Yan Lu was currently filming, Bai Lian didn’t call back, but sent Yan Lu a WeChat message—

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Yan Lu has just released her new song and is focused on filming right now, so she’s not in a hurry for her next song.

**

Meanwhile.

Hospital.

Ji Mulan’s face was pale as she followed the ambulance down, jogging to keep up with the emergency doctor, “Doctor, how is he doing?”

“Did the patient suddenly faint? Without any warning signs?” The doctor put away his stethoscope, asking about the symptoms.

Ji Mulan nodded, managing to remain clear-headed in such a moment, “He suddenly fainted at the construction site. Before this, he’d occasionally suffer from headaches, but had no other symptoms.”

As she spoke, she handed the headache medication Xu En was taking to the doctor.

The doctor looked down at the medicine, which was for headaches.

Nurses hurriedly pushed Xu En into the emergency room.

Blood was drawn, an electroencephalogram was done, and a head CT scan…

Half an hour later.

The doctor came out with furrowed brows, carrying the results of the blood routine test and electroencephalogram. Assistant Xu En and Ji Mulan gathered around, “Doctor, how is the patient?”

“He’s still unconscious,” the doctor, who had never seen such a complex case before, handed the results to Ji Mulan, “What’s odd is that we can’t find the source. Has the patient eaten anything unusual recently?”

Assistant Xu En, wiping sweat from his forehead, knew he couldn’t bear the responsibility if something happened to Xu En on his watch. He calmly recalled the recent meals, “Only ordinary food.”

“We’ve already called for a consult with specialists from neurology and internal medicine.” The doctor was clueless, and a nurse informed him that the neurology specialist had arrived.

The medical team all gathered in the emergency room.