Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Only then did Ji Lingfeng bend over and cough violently.

He clutched his chest and the veins near his temples bulged as he suppressed his voice.

He spat out another mouthful of blood.

Already mentally prepared, when the violent coughing subsided, he got up, went to the sink, and turned on the tap to wash away the blood on his hand.

Outside.

Xie Yun did not go far.

After closing the door, she pressed her ear to it.

This was because the moment she was about to close the door, she turned around and saw the man's body suddenly tense up. It was obvious he was seriously ill.

She stood pressed to the door for a few seconds and indeed heard Ji Lingfeng's suppressed cough coming from inside.

Xie Yun tightened her grip on her handbag, her heart sinking to the bottom.

She had lived with Ji Lingfeng for decades and more or less knew how stubborn this person was. If it weren't because he couldn't help it, he definitely wouldn't have made a sound.

She had guessed that Ji Lingfeng must have been injured in that accident and had yet to recover after not seeing him for so long. However, from the looks of it...

Ji Lingfeng seemed to be preparing for his funeral...

Realizing this, Xie Yun's heart sank rapidly. She couldn't describe her feelings, but her hands and feet were already cold, and her entire body felt like it had fallen into an icehouse.

She suddenly remembered the medicine on the coffee table.

The label pasted on it was a string of numbers.

Judging from how Ji Lingfeng immediately put it away, this medicine should be the one he had been taking recently.

Xie Yun tried to calm herself down as she walked out.

She called Nan Tianyi and asked him for help in a low voice. "Tianyi, help me check a medication. It should be from the Pharmacy Association, No. 88634. Help me ask what kind of medication this is and what it is for. Remember, don't let a third person know I'm checking on this. Don't let the people from the Pharmacy Association reveal that I've asked about this either..."

Xie Yun hung up and got into the car, still trembling.

Right now, the entire independent continent was looking at the Ji family and Ji Lingfeng. If that medicine was really as she thought...

Then...

She had to hide this news. Otherwise, if others found out that Ji Lingfeng's health was so bad, it would definitely be detrimental to him.

Xie Yun took a deep breath and composed herself before instructing the chauffeur, "Go to... No, go home."

"Okay, Madam." The chauffeur did not notice her abnormality and hurriedly drove towards Xie Yun's residence.

Xie Yun leaned back in her seat, unable to calm down for a long time. She closed her eyes and smiled bitterly. It was unknown if she was laughing at Ji Lingfeng or herself.

She had lived a pathetic and ridiculous life.

Wasn't Ji Lingfeng the same?

**

Two days later.

Qiao Nian finished the new song she had promised Nie Mi and Wen Ruxia and sent it to them via email.

Zhong Yiliu called her just as she was stretching and thinking about taking a cold shower and catching up on her sleep.

"Hey."

Qiao Nian and Zhong Yiliu were old friends. Their relationship had always been good. Instead of heading to the shower, she accepted the call and got up casually, preparing to clean up the draft papers on the table.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Yiliu asked her with a serious expression, "Qiao, is Patriarch Ji sick?"

"Huh?" Qiao Nian suddenly stopped, with one hand holding the phone and the other a ball of draft paper, about to throw it into the trash can.

Then, the girl asked with a cold and dry voice, "Why do you suddenly say that?"