Half an hour later Fu Jinrong and Jiang Jing took the Fu family's special car to arrive at the hospital where Jiang Zhongyong was hospitalized. As soon as she got out of the car, Jiang Jing rushed straight to her father's ward, leaving Fu Jinrong behind.

When jiang jing arrived at her father's superior ward as fast as she could, she found it empty. She hurriedly stopped a passing nurse and pointed at the ward, asking," where is the patient in the room?"

The nurse took a look at Jiang Jing, guessing that the pretty woman in front of her should be the Miss Jiang who married into the Fu family. She didn't expect that she would have such a good family background and such a pretty look, God was really unfair.

However, thinking of Jiang Zhongyong's condition, the nurse couldn't help but feel sorry for Jiang Jing. She nodded and said to Jiang Jing," Mr Jiang's condition suddenly worsened this morning. He's currently undergoing surgery."

After saying that, she pointed out the location of the operating room to Jiang Jing.

As soon as Jiang Jing heard this, she hurried to the direction of the operating room. Then she saw her grandpa, Jiang Jingrun, and his second uncle, Jiang Zhongheng at the door of the operating room.

Although Jiang Zhongheng was nominally Jiang Jing's second uncle, Jiang Jing hadn't met him many times. Partly because his parents had divorced when Jiang Jing was young. And another reason is that Jiang Zhongheng was actually the adopted son of the old master Jiang Jingrun, not Jiang Jing's real second uncle.

Moreover, Jiang Jing had always felt that his second uncle was not as upright and selfless as he appeared to be. Just by instinct, Jiang Jing felt that Jiang Zhongheng was definitely not so simple.

However, no matter how much she disliked him, she knew that the younger generation still had to be polite to the elders. Jiang Jing slightly bent over to Jiang Zhongheng and respectfully said," hello, second uncle."

Jiang Zhongheng nodded." Hello, Ruru."

Jiang Jing hurriedly asked her grandfather, Jiang Jingrun, who was sitting beside, "Grandpa, what's wrong with dad?"

Jiang Jingrun did not say anything, still frowning with his eyes closed, as if he was thinking about something.

"Dad and I came to see eldest brother this morning. But we didn't expect that brother's condition would suddenly worsen. The doctor has been in for more than an hour and hasn't come out yet." Jiang Zhongheng explained to Jiang Jing.

Jiang Jing could not understand it. Although Jiang Zhongyong had been hospitalized in the hospital before, his condition was still relatively stable. At least, with the financial support of the the Jiang family, jiang zhongyong was taking the best medicine. He shouldn't have been in danger. How could it be so suddenly?

Just as Jiang Jing couldn't figure it out, a large hand wrapped around Jiang Jing's shoulder. Jiang Jing looked sideways to see. It was Fu Jinrong, who had been left behind.

"Hello, Grandfather, second uncle! How's dad?" Fu Jinrong greeted Jiang Jingrun and Jiang Zhongheng, then directly asked for Jiang Zhongyong's condition.

Jiang Jingrun heard Fu Jinrong's voice and opened his eyes." Oh, Jinrong is here." He looked at Fu Jinrong and continued," He's still being resuscitated."

"What did the doctor say?" Fu Jinrong pondered over the words. He knew that with his son in the operating room to save, even the strongest old man may not be able to hold on. So, he thought carefully to ask Jiang Zhongyong about the situation and try not to hurt Jiang Jingrun.

Jiang Jingrun did not say anything. Jiang Zhongheng answered," the doctor said, eldest brother's condition is not optimistic."

"Not optimistic," just these words might bode ill for Jiang Zhongyong. Fu Jinrong can almost conclude that.

Fu Jinrong didn't really care about the life or death of anyone in the the Jiang family. What he cared about is his wife, Jiang Jing. If Jiang Zhongyong left all of a sudden, Fu Jinrong wouldn't even dare to think about the blow to Jiang Jing.

Fu Jinrong held Jiang Jing tightly in his arms. He silently motioned to Jiang Jing to rely on him, hoping that he would become an incomparably giant ship when Jiang Jing was facing a storm. No matter what kind of storm she encountered, Fu Jinrong could shield Jiang Jing from the wind and rain.

At this moment, Jiang Jing also let go of all the burden in her heart, quietly relying on Fu Jinrong, praying for her father.

Although her parents had divorced since she was young, she had even barely met her father for so many years. But the affection between family members was something that couldn't be erased.

To put it more bluntly, Jiang Jing's love for her father was no less than for her mother's.

However, the God did not seem to hear Jiang Jing's prayer. Suddenly, the lights in the operating room went out. Jiang Jingrun refused Jiang Zhongheng's support with his walking stick, standing up by himself.

The old man firmly looked at the door of the operating room without a word.

After a while, the door of the operating room was quietly pushed open. The doctor in the surgical gown walked out and took off his mask. He shook his head at Jiang Zhongyong, who was standing in front of him, and whispered," We are very sorry."

A simple sentence sounded like a thump, almost knocking Jiang Jingrun down to the ground. Jiang Jing quickly supported the old man. Fu Jinrong hurried toward the doctor." Very sorry? Is there no hope at all?"

The doctor shook his head and continued to explain, "Mr. Jiang himself has been suffering from illnesses for many years. The health condition is relatively bad. Plus this sudden brain hemorrhage, we can't do anything about it. Please prepare for the funeral."

The doctor's words couldn't have been clearer, Jiang Zhongyong seemed to have died on the operating table. Jiang Jing closed her eyes, hugged her grandfather and cried out in pain.

Perhaps she had already prepared for the worst when coming to the hospital. But now, for some reason, she felt as if the sky was falling. Was this what her father was all about?

No matter what kind of person he is, no matter how much responsibility he has taken for you, he is definitely the other half of your parent and the only father you have.

Tragedy of losing young loved son. At this moment, Jiang Jingrun was no longer as arrogant as he usually was. Instead, he was leaning on his granddaughter like a child, sobbing.

"Yong, how can you die before me? What's the point of letting an old man like me live alone in this world? Why can't I die instead of you?" Cried Jiang Jingrun painfully, as if Jiang Zhongyong, who was already in heaven, could hear it.

It was as if his death could really bring back his son's life.

Fu Jinrong looked at the family in front of him and was at a loss. He had never encountered such a situation before. He did not know how to comfort his wife who was in great pain.

Fu Jinrong walked up to Jiang Jing and Jiang Jing Run, stretching out his hands and slowly embraced the two of them: "Don't hurt yourselves with grief. I'm sure dad doesn't want you to damage your health because of him. We will pull through. I am always here."