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Zuo Zixian was sleepless most of the night, constantly thinking about the matter between him and Ling Yiheng and worrying about his mother's condition. As a result, when he woke up in the morning, he was attacked by dark circles under his eyes and had no choice but to use a thick concealment cream to cover his haggard state.

When Tabolte saw Zuo Zixian enter the winery, she was slightly surprised. Although she had put on makeup, she still couldn't hide her fatigue.

"Konnie, what's wrong with you? "Why do you look so tired? Do you want to go back and rest?" She always felt that Zuo Zixian had been overburdening himself recently, whether it was with his family or the winery, and felt that she had overworked herself.

If it wasn't for the fact that so many things had happened at the winery that required Zuo Zixian to deal with, Tabolte really hoped that Zuo Zixian would give her a big vacation.

"It's fine, how's the matter going? Is there any news from Finance? " Because she had already given the documents and evidence that Ling Yiheng gave her to the police, the police had already locked down their previous financial report and were now on the wanted list.

Tabolte shrugged and shook her head. "We all know about the efficiency of the French police. It will take at least a week."

Zuo Zizhen nodded helplessly, knowing that there was no better way, so he could only wait. However, he had at least figured out what was going on, so it was a lot easier.

Thinking about it, if it wasn't for Ling Yiheng's help, she would probably be in even more trouble now.

Thinking of all that he had done for her, Zuo Zixian couldn't help but be shocked in his heart. The thought of him being as gentle as water on the banks of the Ilr River made her heart race again, and her thoughts run wild again.

"By the way, Konnie, there's one other thing that's tricky."

Because Zuo Zixian was immersed in his own thoughts, he didn't hear what Tabolte said. It was only when Tabolte gently pushed her that she reacted and looked at Tabolte with confusion.

Tabolte shook her head, she only felt that Zuo Zixian was too tired and didn't think much about it. She repeated what she just said once again with a serious expression.

"What is it?" Zuo Ziqian's heart was immediately stifled, and his tone became heavy.

It had to be known that the winery was now full of troubles. Too many difficult things had already happened, so she really didn't know what bad things would come after.

Tabolte took a deep breath, her expression more serious than before. "Irving called to tell you that he has no way of getting the raw materials for the latest season."

"What?" Zuo Zixian's lips parted in shock and his eyes widened.

"Yes, it is said that his friend, who has access to the raw materials, recently sold a portion of the raw materials, and the current amount is not enough to support the production of the new season at the winery. He has expressed his apologies and wishes to invite you to dinner. " Tabolte truthfully reported to Zuo Zixian, already disgusted with that Elvin.

He was simply a hypocrite who went back on his words. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have continued to interact with him.

Zuo Zisheng's heart sank, and his eyes drooped down. Only after a while did he regain his calm.

"Is there any other way?" she asked, trying to keep her voice calm. She knew that this was the most critical period for the winery. If she could survive this period and go through a new season of operations, she believed that she would definitely improve.

However, if the new season's red wine couldn't be produced, then the winery might not have a chance to rise again.

She silently clenched her fists, and sweat began to seep out from her palms.

In any case, she didn't want her father's life's work to be ruined, ruined by her own hands.

Tabolte felt the emotions of Zuo Zixian, patted her shoulder lightly and comforted her, "Don't worry, there's still some time before the production begins, I think we can think of something else. However, the entire country is currently in the wine production season and should not be able to find suitable raw materials in the country. "

"You mean... You want to go abroad to search? "However, if we go abroad, first, we would have no other way, and second, the cost would be too high. I'm afraid it won't be that simple." Zuo Zixian frowned, as if he didn't agree with Tabolte's suggestion.

However, a mysterious smile appeared on Tabolte's face, "There is a place with abundant resources, wide channels and low cost."

"Where?" Zuo Zixian asked suspiciously. There was no such place in her mind.

Her family's winery used high-quality raw materials to make wine, and it was precisely because of this insistence that Dix winery had been able to survive for a long time. Therefore, it was absolutely impossible to lower the standard. And those high quality raw materials were often expensive, which directly caused the price of red wine to soar.

"China."

When Tabolte said this word, Zuo Zixian's body stiffened and his eyes widened slightly.

Ling Yiheng flew for nearly 10 hours before arriving in Ming City. He didn't return home from his flight and instead flew Zhou Heng to the hospital. He entered the VIP ward in the early hours of the morning.

He wasn't sure if he was relieved or more nervous when he saw his mother lying quietly on the bed, but the nerves in his brain didn't stop working.

"Boss, the attending physician knows that you're on your way and will be here in about half an hour. Do you want to take advantage of this time to rest?" Zhou Heng lowered his voice and asked Ling Yiheng, not wanting to wake up the old man on the sickbed.

Ling Yiheng looked at the clothes he hadn't changed in a day, then ordered Zhou Heng, "Help me get a set of clothes to change."

He did not intend to rest. How could he rest in peace when he could not know in detail about his mother's illness?

"Alright." Without another word, Zhou Heng walked out of the ward, leaving behind Ling Yiheng and his mother.

Lying on the sickbed was Ling Yiheng's mother, Ruan Qianyi. Although her eyes were closed, one could still see the delicate and pretty outline of her body, and the peerless beauty of her youth.

It was only then that Ling Yiheng realized that his mother was already over 60 years old.

He silently looked at his mother, not saying a word. The ripples in his gaze were slowly covered up.

Soon, the attending physician arrived. They all subconsciously did not wake up Mother Ling, but instead sent Ling Yiheng to his office to tell him about his mother's condition.

"Yi Heng, your mother has always had myocarditis. You know very well that this time, she had a sudden attack due to strenuous exercise, and we found some abnormalities and lesions in the report of the X-ray and arterial blood gas analysis. Now we see that your mother's heart has begun to fail, which is often called acute heart failure, and that she needs immediate treatment."

As the attending physician, Mister Dare, was a good friend of Father Ling, he could be considered to have watched Ling Yiheng grow up. Thus, his attitude towards him was extremely cordial, and he naturally did not hide anything from his illness.

Ling Yiheng's heart sank. An unbelievable feeling of weightlessness spread in his heart. Although his face was ugly, he still maintained his calm.

"Uncle Dare, please treat my mother." It took several seconds for him to utter those words, but his eyes were firm.

Darl, who is nearly fifty, nodded. "I will, and now we have started treating her, but this time the treatment will be longer. Your mother will be in the hospital for a while, whether it's IABP or arterial support for nonpharmacological therapy. In this period of time, I hope that you can find as much time as possible to accompany her, so that she can recover. "

"I know, Uncle Darl. Can my mother's illness be cured?" He didn't know much about medicine, but he knew the severity of heart failure.

Dare's face slightly changed, he sighed, not daring to hide anything from Ling Yiheng, "Yi Heng, you have to be mentally prepared, the mortality rate of this disease is as high as 60%, moreover, your mother has a long history, her constitution is weak, her treatment will be relatively troublesome, her cure rate may only be 40%, but we will definitely do our best."

The death rate was 60% and the healing rate was 40%. It was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart.

However, Ling Yiheng had received the strictest of punishments since he was young. Even at this time, he did not let his emotions leak out.

He was silent for a long time before he nodded his head, indicating that he accepted the offer.

"I understand, Uncle Dare. I just hope that you can do your best. I will also contact more experts to help treat my mother with you. I believe that she will definitely be able to recover."

Darl nodded, and managed a smile. "Well, I wish I could cure your mother, too. You don't have to worry too much about letting us believe in medicine. "

No matter what, there was a 40% chance that he would never give up as a doctor.

When Ling Yiheng walked out of the ward, he felt that his steps were especially heavy, as if they were filled with lead. It was a rare moment in his life that made him feel out of control, even helpless.

Zhou Heng silently stood at the door of the ward. Looking at Ling Yiheng's worried expression, he did not dare to rashly step forward.

He had been by Ling Yiheng's side for many years, and had rarely seen the usually high-spirited Boss show such a hesitant expression. He was slightly shocked, but at the same time also understood that the madame's situation was definitely not good.

Ling Yiheng stood at the corner of the hospital with his phone in hand. The phone was Zuo Zixian's name, but he looked at that name for a long time without dialing it.

He was surprised at his current ridiculous feeling of panic. This shouldn't be his emotion, but he had nowhere to hide.

And at this time, the voice he wanted to hear the most was Zuo Zixian's voice.

He had not expected his mother's illness to be so serious. At this moment, he could not find a place to hide the chaos in his heart. He could not help but think of her.