Rebirth of the Best Businesswoman at School

1286 Old Ji Died

However, Jian Ai also knew how weak comforting words were.

Ji Haoyu was highly nervous now. In order not to affect his driving, Jian Ai said nothing. However, she could not help but pray for Old Ji in her heart. She hoped nothing would happen to him.

Instead of saying that she was worried about Old Ji, it was more like Jian Ai subconsciously did not want to see Ji Haoyu sad because, at this moment, she had already felt Ji Haoyu’s grief.

Ji Haoyu, who always had a strong heart, was in a mess at this moment. He could not think normally at all. What his grandfather meant to him was self-evident. This was definitely one of the few pains in his life that he could not withstand.

The road back to the Ji residence was dark and long, and one could not see the end of it. Ji Haoyu was burning with anxiety. He stepped on the accelerator again, wanting to fly back to the Ji family immediately.

Finally, the car stopped by the fountain in front of the main villa.

Ji Haoyu could no longer care about Jian Ai. He opened the car door and rushed into the villa. Jian Ai got out of the car but carefully realized that a hospital ambulance was already parked in the empty space in front of the villa.

Because the Ji residence was in a high-class manor in the suburbs and was far from the city, it was not difficult for Jian Ai to guess that this ambulance should be from a high-class hospital in the manor.

The people this high-class hospital served were the rich people living in the suburbs. Their medical standards and doctor teams were even better than the best hospital in Baiyun City.

With just a quick look, Jian Ai followed.

Today was the Christmas party organized by Ji Haoxue. Many people from the Ji family had come. If something happened to Old Ji on this day, with Old Ji’s legendary experience, he would probably be in the newspapers tomorrow.

As soon as she entered, the first thing she heard was the cries of two girls.

The voices were heartbreaking and painful. It was obvious that it was the voices of Ji Haoxue and Ji Sijia.

The voices came from the second floor of the Ji residence. The living room on the first floor was filled with today’s guests. There were Ji Haoxue’s classmates and friends, as well as people invited by the Ji family. However, everyone stayed on the first floor and did not go up. They probably felt that since they were outsiders, it was better not to get involved in such things.

When Jian Ai entered, Ji Haoyu had already rushed to the second floor. Jian Ai did not chase after him because she wanted to wait for Xiao Zhen there so that he could see her the moment he arrived.

Upstairs in Old Ji’s bedroom!

The door was open. The hospital’s doctor had brought some professional emergency equipment inside for emergency treatment. Ji Yanbai and Ji Yansen’s families, including the Second Master Ji and Third Master Ji, were waiting anxiously.

“Young Master Haoyu, you’re finally back!”

Wu Yong had been guarding the bedroom door. When he heard footsteps, he couldn’t help but look up and see Ji Haoyu walking over with a cold expression.

“How’s Grandpa?” Ji Haoyu couldn’t care less and asked.

Wu Yong’s expression was terrible. When he heard this, he said, “Old Ji suddenly had an acute heart attack. The doctor is resuscitating him inside. Because the situation is urgent, there’s no time to transfer him to the hospital!”

Acute heart attack?

The fatality rate of this illness was as high as eighty percent. It was an aggressive and unkind old age illness.

Ji Haoyu only felt a flash of white light in his mind. Surging pain had wrapped his entire body, but he knew he could not panic, let alone fall.

In his confusion, a person suddenly rushed over and hugged him. Ji Haoyu regained his senses and realized that it was Ji Haoxue, who was already crying.

“Brother… Brother…”

Ji Haoxue cried until she almost lost her voice. Her tears fell like broken beads. Ji Haoyu subconsciously hugged her and patted her back gently. Even though his heart was in a mess, Ji Haoyu still comforted his sister. “Don’t be afraid. Brother is here!”

The others looked at Ji Haoyu, but no one dared to say anything, let alone go forward to disturb him. This was because Ji Haoyu’s gaze was indescribably terrifying.

At this moment, Second Master Ji, who had been standing at the bedroom door and staring at the situation inside, blurted, “Eh? Why aren’t you saving him anymore? Why aren’t you saving him?!”

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone’s backs suddenly froze!

In the next second, Ji Haoyu rushed in.

In the room, two doctors and two nurses stood there with heavy expressions. All the instruments had stopped operating. On the bed, Old Ji was lying with his eyes closed. His expression was so peaceful that it was as if he was asleep.

“Doctor, my grandfather…” Ji Haoyu looked at the two doctors with wide eyes.

One of the doctors took off his mask and said regretfully, “Young Master Ji, I’m very sorry. We’ve already done our best. Old Ji…”

“Dad!”

“Brother!”

“Grandpa!”

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, everyone in the Ji family immediately pounced on the bed and cried. The sadness of men, women, and children surged like a river, instantly drowning the entire Ji family’s mansion.

Ji Haoyu’s body could not help but sway on the spot, but he quickly stopped. His gaze landed on Old Ji on the bed. In an instant, he seemed to have the illusion that his soul had left his body. Or perhaps, someone had snatched something important from his body.

Grandpa… was dead.

This realization made Ji Haoyu’s eyes suddenly turn red, but he did not cry. It was as if he wanted to use his stubbornness to make the final struggle with this result.

Downstairs, when the crying came, everyone knew what had happened.

Jian Ai’s heart tightened.

She had met Old Ji a few times, and he had always given her the impression of an amiable grandfather. She did not expect him to leave so suddenly.

“You’re here too.”

At this moment, someone suddenly walked up to Jian Ai and whispered.

Jian Ai turned around from her sadness and looked up at the other party. Although she was not familiar with him, Jian Ai recognized this person as Ji Haoyu’s friend.

Qiu Jiahao sighed softly. “I didn’t expect this to happen. Grandpa Ji is one of the people Young Master Ji loves the most in this world. He must be very sad.”

Jian Ai pursed her lips. Thinking that Ji Haoyu would be sad, she also became sad.

She wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be stuck, and she couldn’t say anything.

“If possible, I hope you can accompany him more during this period. Other than you, no one else can approach him at this time,” Qiu Jiahao looked at Jian Ai and said.

Jian Ai couldn’t help but look up at Qiu Jiahao. In the end, she nodded gently. “I will.”

Qiu Jiahao also returned Jian Ai’s comforting expression and sighed softly.

The crying continued, and so did the sadness. The entire Ji family was shrouded in grief, and it was incompatible with this festive festival!