Stealing The Wind But Not The Moon [Completed]

110. Shen Ruozhen's smile halted Xiang Mingzhang's

In the recovery center of an upscale private hospital, Xiang Mingzhang's assistant stood by the door to welcome him. As the car came to a stop, he stepped forward and opened the door.

Xiang Mingzhang and Shen Ruozhen stepped out of the car and noticed the license plates of several cars parked around them.

Shen Ruozhen had an incredible memory. He had only seen Chen Piyan once, yet he could still recall the number on his license plate after such a long time. "The directors are here too. It seems like quite a gathering," he remarked.

Xiang Mingzhang buttoned up his suit that he had unbuttoned during the car ride and inquired his assistant, "Who was the first to inform that he was ill?"

As they made their way, the assistant responded, "It was your uncle."

Knowing that Xiang Kun and Xiang Huan would diligently visit their father, Xiang Mingzhang had arranged for personnel near the Jingpu Mansion. He had no reason to stop them from seeing their father.

The seventh floor of the sanatorium was reserved year-round for Xiang's parents. It was always ready to accommodate and treat Xiang Xingzhao whenever necessary. Outside the ward, there was a spacious reception area filled with people.

Xiang Mingzhang glanced with a raised eyebrow, observing the presence of old directors and executives under Xiang Yue, retired company veterans, Xiang Xingzhao's team of lawyers, and several cousins. They had all gathered within a short period of time, undoubtedly having been notified in advance.

He chuckled inwardly. From an outsider's perspective, it would seem as though Xiang Xingzhao had passed away, considering the number of mourners in attendance.

Since the kidnapping case, this was the first time Xiang Mingzhang had made an appearance. Everyone stood up and surrounded him. The older and taller ones positioned themselves in the front, exhibiting their concern.

Among the crowd were also directors and Chen Piyan who had encountered before.

After exchanging pleasantries, Uncle Lun asked, "Secretary Chu, I heard that you took a bullet for Mr. Xiang. Have you fully recovered?"

Xiang Mingzhang corrected him, "Uncle Lun, he is now the director of Yisi, not my secretary."

Uncle Fang chimed in, "Mr. Chu's talent is wasted in the role of a secretary. He has a bright future ahead. Take care of your health."

Shen Ruozhen smiled gracefully and replied, "Thank you, Uncle Lun and Uncle Fang, for your concern. I was just discharged from the hospital and am still in the process of recovery."

At the entrance of the ward, Xiang Ruxu grasped his trouser pocket. He had rushed over after receiving a call from Xiang Kun in the afternoon and announced, "Ming Zhang is here."

Xiang Rugang and his wife emerged from the ward, followed by the eldest aunt, then the uncle. Every gaze fell upon them, until finally Xiang Kun pushed Xiang Xingzhao out.

Creating a path of over ten meters, the crowd automatically made way. Xiang Mingzhang and Shen Ruozhen remained where they stood, not taking a step forward.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Xiang Xingzhao wore a sweater and a vest. His thin frame made him almost unrecognizable. His skin appeared weary, and his exposed neck and wrists were adorned with wrinkles of age.

After enduring over half a month, it was evident that Xiang Xingzhao had been unable to sleep at night. Dark circles had formed under his eyes, hinting at the lack of rest. Even though he wasn't seriously ill, his condition had not significantly improved.

As the wheelchair came to a halt, Xiang Xingzhao raised his head with a composed expression and a slightly serious demeanor. He pressed his hands on the blanket and intertwined his fingers, a gesture reminiscent of his meetings in the past.