Chapter 552

Tonight, the atmosphere of your dinner is a little strange. Junzhimu is busy out on a business trip and doesn't come back. It seems that something happened to the company. Even several aunts call frequently to ask. The old man seemed to be in a bad mood, so he killed them and hung up his daughter's phone.

However, the old man never talks about business at the dinner table. If necessary, he will go back to the study in Beiyuan to solve it. When he is at home with his family and children, he will return to his usual serious and kind appearance.

Qiao bao'er has always been living a life of indifference to the world, and she doesn't know much about the company.

What she is most concerned about now is Jun Zhiyan, who has no sense of existence, lowers her head and doesn't say a word.

Lucy said that based on her experience, she guessed that Jun Zhiyan had schizophrenia since she was a child, but she didn't know it.

Lucy's conjecture is reasonable, because sometimes Qiao bao'er doesn't think she's lying. It's really very simple. But sometimes, when she sees Jun Zhiyan's words and deeds, it's totally another person.

"Don't look around at dinner."

"Do you stare at Zhiyan all the time?"

Jiang Meili, her mother-in-law, has always been unhappy with her. Today, when Jun Zhimu is away, she takes the opportunity to put on the posture of an elder, so as not to let these young people really ignore her.

Hearing this voice, Jun Zhiyan, who has been drinking soup with her head down, also raises her head subconsciously, just looking at Qiao bao'er's hot examination.

Maybe Qiao bao'er's eyes are too sharp to scare Jun Zhiyan.

Jun Zhiyan's expression was obviously startled. Her eyes were clear and clean, but she felt guilty and nervous. She immediately lowered her head. Her whole body even shrunk together, just like a child doing wrong.

"Eat well, there are no rules!"

Mr. Jun frowned and glared at Qiao bao'er.

She didn't do anything harmful. The whole family felt that she was bullying Jun Zhiyan.

Qiao bao'er took a very long vegetable core and chewed it deliberately. The green vegetable core swayed around her mouth. There was no rule at all.

Your father's angry blood flushed up and his face smelled even worse.

Qiao Baoer is angry, deliberately make a face to the old man.

Nevertheless, Jiang Meili saw at a glance that the old man regarded Qiao bao'er as her own person, so she was arrested and scolded for what happened.

Just like junzhimu, junlaozi scolded him from childhood to adulthood, but if someone really said something bad in front of him, it would be no good.

Jiang Meili did not dare to say more about Qiao Baoer.

Finally, the old man snorted. After Qiao bao'er finished her dish, she took chopsticks and counted the rice in the bowl one by one. She didn't make any noise any more. Occasionally, she looked up and looked at Jun Zhiyan secretly.

Because of Qiao bao'er's trouble, the atmosphere caused by the company's continuous calls slowed down.

"There's something I have to ask you, grandfather."

After dinner, Jiang Meili and her parents usually say hello to the old man, and then go back to their respective rooms. Qiao Baoer deliberately asks the old man after they have all left.

The old man seemed to have a lot on his mind. He made his own tea, but he didn't lift his head. "Why, I'm worried that your family is bankrupt and has no money to spend?"

Qiao Baoer doesn't know how to answer.

She dare not say, in fact, she never worried about the company.

What's more, stealing a vase at home is enough for ordinary people's living expenses for several years.

It seems that the situation in the company is more serious than she imagined.

"... even if you don't have money, your shepherd will make money to support your family. Don't worry." Qiao Baoer is very formulaic consolation.

In fact, he is always proud of him, which is also the biggest reliance of the old man's heart.

There's really nothing to worry about, it's just that things are complicated.

Looking at the heartless granddaughter-in-law, Mr. Jun relaxed, "what can I do for you?" I'm going to tell her everything she asks, otherwise it's too annoying.

Qiao bao'er asked directly.

"Does Zhiyan have any mental illness..."

"No, no!"

The old housekeeper looked flustered and ran in in a hurry. "The third lady fell from the roof of the ninth floor of the hospital..."

The old man and Qiao bao'er immediately looked up at the door and didn't care about the mental illness she had asked before.

"What's the matter?"

After all, it was his daughter. When Mr. Jun heard the news, the old man's face changed greatly and asked, "what's the matter now?"

"... there is grass downstairs, the hospital is rescuing, but the floor where Miss three fell down is too high..."

The housekeeper was a little nervous, but he didn't say anything about it. He fell from the rooftop and it was estimated that it was a lot of bad luck.

If it wasn't for some grass below, my brain would fall out.

Mr. Jun held his crutch tightly in his right hand, and his spirit was tense. It seemed that he was flustered at this moment.

Qiao Baoer was also shocked.

"... I'll go to the hospital now."

Qiao bao'er immediately stood up and patted the old man's tight shoulder.

Turn to the other party's aunt and say, "aunt Fang, you stay at home with your grandfather. I'll go out with the housekeeper."

Although the third aunt is usually domineering and the people in your family don't like her very much, everyone feels very sad when they hear such news. Aunt Fang nods repeatedly, "go over quickly. We'll watch you at home."

Qiao Baoer and housekeeper trot to the garage and immediately drive to the hospital.

It's very fast all the way. It's very quiet in the car.

Qiao bao'er didn't keep asking why the third aunt would run to the roof of the hospital. How could she fall down and jump down by herself? Can't be, pushed down? I'm not careful.

At this time, we still need to keep calm, first save the life of the third aunt, and then investigate these reasons.

The old housekeeper took a look at Qiao bao'er. Her face was serious and alert. Her eyes were sharp and dignified. She quietly looked at the road ahead. He also slowly relaxed. At first, he was shocked to hear such bad news.

After arriving at the hospital, I heard the expected results.

"Multiple body fractures, visceral bleeding, cerebral ischemia and hypoxia..." although the incident happened in the hospital, rescue in time, but the injury is really serious, from the ninth floor roof fell, Jun three aunt became a half dead vegetable.

Although at ordinary times, Qiao bao'er hated this aunt Jun San very much, he felt a little sad when he heard such news.

Usually know a living person, suddenly became a vegetable.

All this happened in a dramatic way. The bright incandescent lamps in the hospital made people feel a little confused. They always felt like a dream.

"... we feel very sad, too."

"... we've called the police."

Several presidents of this hospital have arrived, "... If there is any need, we will try our best to cooperate, say hello to the old man for us, and let him not be too sad."

The housekeeper and the rest of the servants came to deal with these trifles, and sent someone to send Qiao Baoer back first.

After Qiao bao'er came back from the hospital, she was still in a trance.

"How is grandfather now?" As soon as she entered the house, she asked aunt Fang.

Aunt Fang shook her head. "The old man said, he wants to be quiet, let's not disturb... It should be OK."

The old man has experienced many things, which will not bring him down, but it is inevitable to be sad. After all, he is his own daughter.

"Does your shepherd know this?"

"I should know, but we can't get in touch with him for the time being."

"Then I'll leave him a message."

Aunt Fang looks at Qiao bao'er, who usually gives them headaches. She is moved. Suddenly something happened at home. She needs a backbone to take on the responsibility. "Young lady, you've been running all night. You go to bed first. I'll cook supper later and bring it to you."

Qiao Baoer nodded and went back to her room.

After returning to the bedroom, Qiao Baoer always felt a little uneasy.

She first took out her mobile phone and sent a short message to Jun Zhimu. Usually she sent him a message. Even if she didn't call back immediately, he could always see it.

[aunt three ran to the roof of the hospital for some reason. She fell from the roof of the ninth floor of the hospital. After rescue, she was in a vegetative state]

Qiao bao'er is editing a short message and is thinking about how to send a message to Jun Zhimu.

Lingling, Lingling——

The short message hasn't been sent out yet, but the telephone inside the room rings.

Every district and garden of Jun's family is connected with each other, and there is an internal telephone. Usually, it is convenient for Aunt Fang and other servants to communicate with each other.

However, Qiao bao'er's bedroom telephone seldom rings.

In Dongyuan, if aunt Fang looks for her, she will send someone to knock on the door.

At this time, the ring of fixed line telephone is ringing all the time, which makes people feel more uneasy.

"What's the matter?" Qiao Baoer just picked up the receiver.

The other end of the phone is a woman's cry, crying very sad, has been crying.

This can frighten Qiao bao'er. It's not like pretending to cry. It's really sad and heartbreaking.

"Are you Jun Zhiyan?" Qiao bao'er, emboldened, whispered a question into the microphone.

"... sister in law."

The sobbing voice murmured on the phone, which was really Jun Zhiyan's soft and weak voice.

"... sister in law, I'm scared." Her voice trembled with a cry.

"I'm afraid of her."

"Sister in law, please help me..."

"Help me..."

Jun Zhiyan is on the other end of the phone. She seems to be talking to another person, "it's not me, it's not me, it's not me!" She kept mumbling to herself, her tail trembling and rising.

Qiao bao'er's whole face was a little pale with fright. She didn't say the first half of a word. At last, she heard Jun Zhiyan's emotion out of control. She screamed in horror, "ah --"

Bang a, as if took what heavy object to hit the mirror, the sound of fragmentation.

Until the end of the microphone, there was no sound.

Qiao bao'er is still holding the microphone in her right hand. At this time, her breathing becomes cautious, and she even dare not say a word to the microphone. She is shocked and has not recovered.

The door of the bedroom was snapped——

Qiao bao'er raised her head slowly, only to see that Aunt Fang looked anxious and stammered, "little, little master, it's gone..."