"Young Master Qiao Lian, the doctor said that Mr. Qiao may not be able to go to the ground in the future..." the assistant looked up and explained to Qiao Lian.

Qiao Lian's eyes moved slightly: "You guys go out first."

The assistant glanced at Qiao Lan, let go of Qiao Hong, and took the others out of the ward.

The ward suddenly became quiet.

No one knew what Qiao Lian and Qiao Hong said. When he came out, Qiao Hong stared at him. If it weren't for the normal heartbeat on the machine, everyone would have thought he would die with his eyes open.

"Qiao Lian, what should the company do if your dad is like this?"

"I heard that your father will be fine for a while. You are still studying and you don't understand the company's affairs. Otherwise, the second uncle will help you watch? We can't let others take advantage of the situation, right? Rest assured by our family."

"Qiao Lian..."

Qiao Hong cannot speak now, and cannot write his hands, and the doctor will say that it will be cured in a short time.

What should the company do if this situation is done?

Qiao Lian is Qiao Hong's only child.

It naturally became a hot commodity for these relatives.

"I voluntarily give up my heir." Qiao Lian's voice was neither light nor heavy: "I will ask a lawyer to draw up an agreement, so you uncles don't need to ask about my company."

As soon as Qiao Lian said something, the corridor became quiet.

Qiao Lian lowered her head, walked out of the crowd, and pressed the elevator.

It was not until he walked into the elevator that Qiao Lian heard the people behind him become lively.
Chapter completed!