"What's the disease? Is it serious?" Ye Jiaqi asked with concern.

"There is a heart problem. The old man is old. The doctor said he can only delay it for one day." Ning An was a little disappointed. "When I went there, he was sleeping. When I called him, he could only barely open his eyes and look.

I want to call my name but I don’t have the strength. Mr. Song was very good to me in the past. I married far away and moved to the capital, and he always cared about me."

Ye Jiaqi has never met the old man, but he has heard Ning An talk about it many times.

"You didn't come back with any candy?"

"Little Candy has had a cold these days and has not been able to come back. Shao Jun is taking care of her."

"Has Master Song returned to the capital?"

"He will come back to see Mr. Song, but the company is in the United States and he can't come back often."

"Then who will take care of Mr. Song now?"

"He also has a daughter who is over 50 years old. She has been taking care of Mr. Song during this period." Ning An was quite emotional. Recalling Mr. Song's kindness to her before, her throat became sore and choked.

Ye Jiaqi and Ning An had a hurried meal. She learned that Ning An only took two or three days off and had to rush back to the United States today.

After the Song Group was taken over by Song Shaojun, Song Shaojun's focus was not on the domestic market, but on developing overseas markets. Therefore, the Song Group has been tepid and has shown signs of decline in recent years.

The thing that Mr. Song regrets most is the death of his eldest grandson Song Shaoyan. Although he is speechless, this is the thing that he can't let go of the most.

Everyone knows that Mr. Song loves his eldest grandson the most.

After the meal, Ye Jiaqi and Ning An sat down. It was almost time, and Ye Jiaqi went to see Ning An to the airport.

Ye Jiaqi guessed that Josnian was coming back from City H soon. Instead of going back to Qiao's house, he was sitting in the airport cafe waiting for him.

On this business trip, Josnian brought a new male assistant with him.

As soon as he got off the plane, he called Ye Jiaqi: "Jiaqi, I'm back to the capital."

The sky in the capital was a little dark, and the north wind kept blowing, blowing Josnian's scarf, and his eyes were a little deep.

Beijing has officially entered winter. The trees are bare, the grass is dying, and everything is a desolate scene. Beijing will be extremely cold in winter, even colder than other cities.

Ye Jiaqi reported his location: "Did you catch a cold?"

"Well, it's a bit. City H is very hot, but Beijing is very cold."

"I'll buy you some medicine."

There was a pharmacy nearby, and Ye Jiaqi stopped by to buy medicine for him.

Not long after, Ye Jiaqi came out of the passage and was waiting for him in the parking lot.

"Why are you here at the airport? Did you pick me up specially?" After not seeing each other for a week, Josnian missed her very much and held her hands tightly.

Ye Jiaqi told him about Ning'an's return and Mr. Song's serious illness.

She broke off two cold medicines for Josnian and handed him her pink thermos cup: "Drink some water and take the medicine."

"Yeah." Josnian was very obedient.

Ye Jiaqi reached out and touched his face. It was so cold: "Why don't you wear more clothes? I sent you a message yesterday. The temperature in the capital is going to cool down today. It's not like you don't know the winter in the capital. It's dry and cold. It's easy."

cold."

"It's okay, I have a little cold." Josnian reached out his hand consciously, "Please warm me up."

"Hypocritical."

Even though he said this, Ye Jiaqi still took his hand.

Ye Jiaqi had been sitting in the cafe for a long time and his hands were warm. Josnian's hands were different. Josnian's hands were very cold.
Chapter completed!