When Jiang Zhongheng saw Jiang Zhongyong struggling in the hospital bed, he knew that he had achieved his goal this time. Jiang Zhongyong's body had already been weak, and he had been using the best medicine for so many years, but it must be slightly poisonous if it was a drug. His body had long been hollowed out by these drugs, but his appearance was just similar to that of normal people.

However, this time, Jiang Zhongheng believed that his words had already beaten Jiang Zhongyong to pieces. He did not believe that Jiang Zhongyong, who had such a high self-esteem, would be indifferent to his words.

On the white bed, Jiang Zhongyong stretched out his skinny hands which were caused by the illnesses from the white quilt, as if he wanted to use his skinny hands to grab this ungrateful brother. However, the hands he stetched out just paused in the air in the end and fell heavily onto the white bed.

Jiang Zhongyong slowly closed his eyes, and the white ward was dead silent.

When Jiang Zhongheng saw this scene, he quickly leaned closer to Jiang Zhongyong and shook him vigorously while crying, " big brother, big brother, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me. Wake up!"

Jiang Zhongheng knew that his dad was coming back soon. He had to pretend to be in pain before his dad came back. Only then would his dad not suspect anything.

"What's wrong?" Just as Jiang Zhongheng was silently thinking about how to make this scene more successful, Jiang Jingrun's voice appeared in the ward.

Jiang Zhongheng quickly stood up and said with a painful and sad face, " Dad, big brother just fainted!"

"What? Hurry and find a doctor!" Jiang Jingrun had no time to stick to his crutch. He walked to his son's bed step by step. When he saw his son's pale face, although he was unwilling to admit it, he knew that his son was doomed to death this time.

Jiang Zhongheng replied regretfully, "okay, okay, okay. I'm going to find a doctor now. I was also in a daze just now."

After that, Jiang Zhongheng walked out of the ward and went to look for Jiang Zhongyong's attending doctor.

Jiang Jingrun ignored Jiang Zhongheng and sat on his son's bed. He reached out his hands which were covered with senile plaques to hold his son's cold hands onto his chest.

"It's really cold. Yong, can you open your eyes and take a look at daddy? Daddy doesn't want to die after you." Jiang Jingrun, who had always been powerful in the business world, also shed tears in his heart. With a thud, tears streamed down his cheeks and dripped onto the white quilt cover, causing a small puddle of water to appear, like ripples on the surface of a calm lake.

Jiang Zhongheng sat in the waiting chair outside the operating room and looked at the two of them who were in pain. However, his heart was unexpectedly calm. After so many years, he finally eradicated this biggest enemy, and completely eradicated him.

"Jiang Zhongyong, don't blame me for being cruel. You used your half-dead body to block my path. I'm only helping you relieve your pain." Jiang Zhongheng thought to himself.

He knew that although Jiang Zhongyong still had two daughters and he was not the only heir to the Jiang Corporation. But as long as Jiang Zhongyong left, it would be easy for him to get rid of these two little girls.

Besides, that Jiang Ru had ...

Fu Jinrong, who was comforting them, glanced at Jiang Zhongheng, who was thinking quietly at the side. He suddenly felt that something was wrong. All of this was too coincidental and strange. Why did Jiang Zhongyong suddenly have a brain hemorrhage when they came to visit him?!

Moreover, Jiang Zhongheng's attitude at this moment was also very wrong. Although he was not his biological brother, it was incredible that he was so calm.

"It seems that this Jiang Zhongheng is not as simple as he thinks. We should pay more attention to him in the future." Fu Jinrong told himself in his heart.

At this moment, Jiang Jingrun had calmed down. After years of fighting in the business world, he understood that depression and pain were not the solution to the problem. The most urgent thing now was to quickly arrange for Jiang Zhongyong's funeral and let his eldest son leave with dignity.

However, Jiang Zhongyong's death was another challenge for the stock price of the Jiang Corporation, and it was not clear if the Jiang Corporation could successfully get through this hurdle.

Jiang Jingrun was very flustered, but also helpless. No matter what problems the Jiang Corporation would have, he must let Jiang Zhongyong leave openly and fairly. Even if the shareholders might lose confidence in the Jiang Corporation for the death of the general manager of the Jiang Corporation, he still had to stick to his choice.

"Heng." Jiang Jingrun called to Jiang Zhongheng in a low voice, but with great energy and confidence.

Jiang Zhongheng moved his hands away from his face and blinked his eyes as if he had just cried.

"Dad, what's wrong?" The sadness on Jiang Zhongheng's face was obvious.

Jiang Jingrun sighed and said, "I really don't have the vigor. Please organize your brother's funeral. Ruru is still young and doesn't know much about this. You should help your brother manage it and let your brother leave with dignity."

Jiang Zhongheng pretended to be serious and nodded. He said to Jiang Jingrun solemnly, "Dad, don't worry. I will handle the big brother's funeral."

Jiang Jing at the side also wanted to say something, but she didn't expect Fu Jinrong to push her shoulder a little harder. Jiang Jing looked up at Fu Jinrong, who was standing beside her. He shook his head at Jiang Jing, signaling Jiang Jing not to say anything.

Jiang Jing was looking at Fu Jinrong in confusion. When she wanted to ask why, she didn't expect Fu Jinrong to speak first.

"Grandpa, I'll help out with dad's funeral, too. Although I don't have much experience as a junior, as Ruru's husband, I think I still need to show my filial piety. Besides, I think I can help a little."

Fu Jinrong explained to Jiang Jingrun calmly. He felt that he could not let Jiang Zhongheng handle the aftermath of Jiang Zhongyong alone. He had a hunch that Jiang Zhongheng would do something wrong.

Jiang Jingrun actually hoped that Fu Jinrong would participate in Jiang Zhongyong's funeral. After all, this was to let his son enjoy the filial piety of his younger generation. On the one hand, he also wanted to let the public know that although the situation of the Jiang Corporation was not as good as before, there was still a Fu family behind the Jiang Corporation. It would not be so easy for it to go bankrupt.

"Alright, it's rare that you have such filial piety. You and your second uncle can prepare for the eldest's funeral together." Jiang Jingrun patted Fu Jinrong on the shoulder and nodded in comfort.

Although Jiang Zhongheng did not understand why Fu Jinrong, who had always not been willing to participate in such things, suddenly wanted to meddle in Jiang Zhongyong's affairs. But he seemed to be reminded by Fu Jinrong's words. Yes, although it was very easy to deal with Jiang Ru and Jiang Jing, Fu Jinrong in front of him was now married to the Jiang family. He was not a man who could be dealt with easily.

It seemed that beating down Jiang Zhongyong was only the first step, and there was still a long way to go.