"What did you say?"

Nan Jing is sick?

Why did this happen suddenly?

"I think the only person he is willing to meet now is you, so is it convenient for you to come here?"

Nan Zexiu's voice was a little pleading, just like before.

An Xiaonian pursed her lips. She knew what Nan Jing would look like when she was sick.

Autism, depression, and even self-harm.

Nan Jing relied on her, she knew it early in the morning.

So, she should go for it in terms of emotion and reason.

Seeing that An Xiaonian hung up the phone and his face was a little wrong, Mu Yunsen raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Something happened to Nanjing, I'll go see him."

After saying that, An Xiaonian hurriedly left.

But Su Yun called out: "You are the same person again so late, so you'd better go tomorrow. Otherwise, you can call Tingxiao together?"

"Xiao Nian is not a child anymore, what is her name Gu Tingxiao? It seems that we Xiao Nian cannot live without that kid."

Mu Yunsen interrupted Su Yun's words, his tone was depressed, as if he didn't want to hear Gu Tingxiao's name at all.

Su Yun hummed angrily and turned around and left.

When Mu Yunsen saw her turn and leave, he knew that she was angry at first sight.

He quickly said to An Xiaonian: "Go quickly."

After saying that, he hurriedly pushed his wheelchair and chased Su Yun.

An Xiaonian picked up the car keys and walked out quickly.

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Nanshan Villa.

Nan Muqing sat in a wheelchair and looked at Nan Jing's door anxiously. Two doctors in white coats were also standing by the door. After knocking on the door for a long time, they could only hear the sound of something smashing inside, and did not receive any response from Nan Jing.

At this time, Uncle Lian ran over in a panic and reported: "Master, I asked someone to go and see it just now. For the sake of the safety of the young master, the windows in the young master's room were made of bulletproof glass, and our people couldn't get in at all."

After hearing Uncle Lian say this, Nan Muqing's face turned even worse.

"Then think of another way!"

His voice was not powerful and angry, and he was so scared that the people behind him were so scared that they quickly lowered their heads and then went to find a way.

Uncle Lian stood upstairs and looked down.

I happened to see Nanze Xiu correcting his hand in the living room. He held a cup of coffee in his hand, took a sip, and looked at the door.

Going back and forth, just these two actions.

Uncle Lian knew that the eldest young master should have notified Miss An as soon as possible.

But why did the young master suddenly get sick?

Today, the young master only met the eldest master, but never saw anyone else.

And what he reported to the young master today should not be enough to stimulate him. Could it be that the young master is...

Uncle Lian opened his eyes wide and stared in Nan Zexiu's direction.

It happened that Nan Zexiu suddenly turned around and looked upstairs.

He smiled gracefully and raised the coffee in his hand to Uncle Lian.

At this moment, Nan Muqing, who had been sitting in a wheelchair and was worried, suddenly spoke.

"Uncle Lian, go find An Xiaonian and bring her."

Uncle Lian nodded, opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say it. He bent respectfully and went downstairs.

I think that Miss An should be on the way to come now.

He just needs to stand at the door like the eldest master and wait for a while.

Soon, An Xiaonian drove to Nanshan Bianyuan. As soon as he stopped and got off, he saw Uncle Lian rushing forward.

"Miss An, Master..."

"Brother Zexiu has told me that we can go in."

An Xiaonian interrupted Uncle Lian and walked in worriedly.

Uncle Lian looked at her anxious back and sighed softly.
Chapter completed!