Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot-Chapter 52 - 0 Tang Lao had an accident a rival in love
Chapter 52: 052 Tang Lao had an accident, a rival in love blocking the doorway?
Chapter 52: 052 Tang Lao had an accident, a rival in love blocking the doorway?
Tang Wan anxiously flung open the door, and Chen’s mother, with a white face and red ears, appeared to have come running and was still gasping for breath.
“What happened…”
Before Tang Wan could finish, she was interrupted, “The old master fell!”
“Fell?” Tang Wan’s heart felt like it was suddenly being tightly squeezed, and for a moment she found it extremely difficult to breathe, “Where is he?”
“Mr. Wu took him to the hospital and told you not to worry, we’ll inform you as soon as there’s any news…”
Without even taking the time to change, Tang Wan grabbed a long coat and her car keys and ran outside, only to bump into Jiang Jiu, who was wearing sunglasses.
“Miss Tang, let me drive. Your grandpa said it’s the morning rush hour, and you’re too anxious, driving could lead to an accident, and that would only cause further delays.”
Tang Wan absolutely didn’t want to deal with him, but Jiang Jiu was tall and strong. He eventually stood directly in front of the car, and it was impossible for her to drive over him, so she had no choice but to let him drive.
As soon as the car started, Jiang Jiu’s phone vibrated, he answered and then handed it to Tang Wan, “It’s our grandpa’s call. He said you left your phone at home.”
Tang Wan was panicking and had forgotten about her phone. She hastily took it, “Hello—”
“He’s been taken to the emergency room. Don’t worry.” Jiang Jinsang’s voice was as gentle as usual.
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It was like a warm sun in early winter; even if it couldn’t dispel the chill, it could still soothe the restlessness.
“Thank you.” Tang Wan had drunk too much the night before. Right now her head was throbbing with pain, and she was completely flustered.
“It didn’t rain this morning; he went out for a walk and was found lying near the house entrance. He might have fallen unless the master wakes up and says so himself,” said Jiang Jinsang, unwilling to conclude it definitively without confirmation.
“He already has rheumatism, inconvenient legs and feet, why go out for a stroll?” Tang Wan’s headache grew worse. After hanging up the phone, she looked at Jiang Jiu, who was driving, “Can I borrow your phone again to make another call?”
“Feel free.”
During the peak hour, the car would stop and go, increasing her anxiety. Jiang Jiu, with one hand on the wheel and the other adjusting his glasses, heard the person beside him shout into the phone, “Dad—”
“…Grandpa fell and has been taken to the hospital…Yes, I’m fine.”
Jiang Jiu drove carefully. It was said that Mr. Tang should have been home yesterday, but due to the continuous heavy rain in Pingjiang in recent days, almost all flights were grounded, preventing him from flying back from abroad.
It’s risky to drive in rainy weather, and the old master had himself called, telling him to delay his return by a couple of days, as a day or two wouldn’t matter.
**
Hospital
When Tang Wan arrived at the hospital, Jiang Jinsang was sitting outside the emergency room. Seeing her dressed in pajamas and a coat, he slightly frowned but explained the situation to her before consoling her, “Don’t worry, Grandpa Tang will be fine.”
“Yes.” Tang Wan felt a sense of urgency inside but responded indifferently.
Soon, two middle-aged men in suits hurried over, the leading man short and somewhat plump.
“Wanwan, how is Old Tang?”
“Uncle Teng?”
This man was Teng Jun, a close friend of her father.
“Your father called me; I came to see how things were. Don’t worry, just stay here, I’ll handle everything.”
This man was very efficient. He took care of the hospitalization, payments, and reaching out to acquaintances. It was only after everything was taken care of, he was informed that everything had already been arranged.
“Oh, that gentleman took care of it; the ward is all set up,” the nurse said, pointing at Jiang Jinsang.
Teng Jun just looked at Jiang Jinsang. He was a man of few words; even just now, he had merely nodded in greeting, quietly staying by Tang Wan’s side. He had a good relationship with the Tang family and guessed his identity. He took out his phone to call his friend to report the situation at the hospital.
“…I asked around, they said he fell, should be nothing else.”
“Thank you, how’s Wanwan?”
“She’s just a bit anxious, unharmed. I rushed here from the company, all in a sweat, and found them already handling everything when I arrived at the hospital.”
“Has she gone inside?”
“Not yet, she hasn’t arrived yet,” Teng guessed he meant Zhang Liyun.
“It’s the Jiang family member living in your place, Jiang Wuye, who looks quite decent and handles things effectively. No wonder your grandfather favors him. The kids raised by the Jiang family are reliable when it comes to work, at least.”
“He’s just too pale, and his complexion doesn’t look great; his health must not be very good.”
After listening for a while, “Keep an eye on the hospital for me.”
“Don’t worry.”
…
When Mr. Tang was wheeled out, it was already after ten in the morning, and Zhang Liyun had rushed over as well.
The doctor briefly explained the condition, “Everywhere else is fine, but he took a hit to the forehead and is still unconscious.”
“When will my grandfather wake up?” Tang Wan’s eyes slightly reddened as she looked at the person on the hospital bed.
“He will definitely wake up. As for the specific time, I can’t exactly say. Let him stay in the hospital for observation for now. If there’s any issue, contact me anytime.”
After the doctor left, Zhang Liyun observed Tang Wan, “Wanwan, are you okay? You look pale.”
Tang Wan had drunk too much alcohol yesterday, her eyes are distinctly bloodshot, naturally making her look haggard.
“I’m fine,” Tang Wan said, pressing her lips together.
“Why don’t you head home to wash up and change clothes?”
“I’m okay.”
“But you need to pack some things for your grandfather. He’s going to be in the hospital for a while—clothes, toiletries, and his usual medications. I’m not very clear on these, so you might need to take a trip.” Zhang Liyun’s tone was exceptionally gentle and considerate.
“Don’t worry about your grandfather, Teng Jun and I are here. You should take care of yourself first.”
There were two nurses in the hospital room who looked at Zhang Liyun and felt that Tang Wan, the stepmother, seemed to be quite decent.
Tang Wan also thought of fetching items for her grandfather and decided to head back.
“I’ll come with you,” Jiang Jinsang stated directly.
“Okay, I’ll head out first.”
**
Tang Wan went to the doctor’s office, mainly to reconfirm Mr. Tang’s condition and inquire about any special precautions.
When she returned to the hospital room, however, she saw a very unexpected person.
The man was dressed in a hospital gown and smirked upon seeing her, “Miss Tang.”
“He Shao?”
Tang Wan frowned. It was He Shao, who had almost had his finger broken by her at the party that night; he was in a patient gown with unresolved bruises on his neck and face.
“What are you doing here… ”? He should be in detention.
“I’m not feeling well, came here for treatment,” He Shao coughed. Tang Wan recalled that night when Jiang Cuo and Jiang Jiu had fiercely attacked him; perhaps he was indeed severely hurt and, like Tang Mo, got bail for medical treatment.
“How are you feeling?” Tang Wan asked perfunctorily without much attention, her focus remained on Mr. Tang, hardly sparing any for him.
Several people in the room recognized him; Zhang Liyun and Teng Jun were surprised by his presence, a notorious scoundrel.
Knowing of his entanglement with Tang Wan, they thought he was there to provoke and cause trouble.
Unexpectedly attentive, he, a man in his twenties, scratched his head, embarrassed, and murmured, “I’m pretty good, thanks.”
Jiang Jinsang stood by the window silently while Jiang Cuo gawked in shock.
He had encountered this He Shao before, who had previously behaved as arrogantly as a rabid dog.
She’s just asking how you are. Why the hell are you blushing!
Suddenly acting all shy.
Jiang Cuo glanced at his House of Five Elders, could this be a love rival blocking the doorway? How come he wasn’t even slightly anxious and still playing on his phone?
