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Zhou Heng urgently sent Ling Yiheng to a well-known private hospital in Paris. Because of his special identity, he immediately opened the VIP service, saving the appointment and giving priority to the patient.

"Doctor, how is he now?"

When Zhou Heng saw the doctor coming out of the ward, he immediately rushed up to him to ask. His face was filled with anxiety.

The tall French woman doctor gave him a polite look, then coolly told him about Ling Yiheng's situation.

Sure enough, he had fainted due to recent overwork, and he was accompanied by some myocardial strain. The doctor repeatedly warned him to take a good rest as of late. It would be best if he didn't work for nearly a month, otherwise his condition would only worsen.

When Zhou Heng heard the words' heart attack ', his heart skipped a beat. He immediately thought of Ling Yiheng's mother's illness. Hadn't her heart failure also begun with the symptoms of cardiac strain?

Although he was not a medical student, he still shuddered when he thought of the possibility that this disease could be inherited into Ling Yiheng's body.

The fate of the entire L. Force group lay in the hands of Ling Yiheng. If anything happened to him, there would be endless trouble in the future.

Therefore, he had to do everything he could to prevent such a bad situation from happening.

Ling Yiheng didn't wake up even after a long time. Zhou Heng stayed within the ward without leaving a single inch behind. As for his work, he quickly instructed the people at headquarters in Paris to do it, but didn't forget to conceal Ling Yiheng's illness.

If he were to be used as an example by someone for such a huge matter as him fainting, it would definitely cause a disturbance within the group, and might even spread out. That was not what Ling Yiheng wanted to see.

Because Ling Yiheng had fainted earlier, Zhou Heng had hurriedly sent him to the hospital. As such, he hadn't even gotten his phone number.

Ling Yiheng's phone was left in his office at the French headquarters. It rang many times, but no one answered.

The one who hit him the most was also the one who cared about him the most, Mika.

"Strange, why hasn't Brother Yi Heng answered the phone at all? "Could it be …" Mika looked down at the picture of Ling Yiheng on her cell phone screen, her face clouded with gloom.

In her mind, she immediately recalled the interaction between Ling Yiheng and Zuo Zixian that day at her home. One wanted to escape while the other was reluctant to part with her.

Each and every move he made, from beginning to end, was obviously revealing his feelings.

He went to France, and Zuo Zixian was in France.

With that in mind, Mika couldn't sit still any longer and immediately found the earliest flight to France on the website.

"What? You refused Director Rui's help?" Tabolte looked at Zuo Zixian in disbelief, not knowing what expression to make.

Now was the most critical time for the winery. She wished that she could do everything she could to help the winery escape from this calamity, but the best opportunity was rejected by the Left Scholar.

"Yes, I don't want to ask him for help in this matter." The winery is my responsibility and not someone else's. There's no reason for others to help me carry it. "

In reality, most of the reason was because she did not want to owe Rui Chen Yang any more.

She owed him enough. She was afraid that she really wouldn't be able to repay him in this life.

Tabolte looked at Zuo Zixian with concern, and then at the bill on the table, which was for the raw materials that had not been paid. If they continued to be in arrears, the production area might not even be willing to provide them with raw materials.

"Tabolte, you don't have to worry. I will think of something." Zuo Zixian's tone was abnormally firm, but there was determination in his eyes.

No matter what, the Dix winery was her responsibility. She couldn't let it fall at any cost. This time, she had to endure it herself.

"What are you going to do?" she asked.

Zuo Zixian's eyeballs contracted slightly as he regained his former calm. However, his words caused Tabolte to turn pale with fright.

"I'm going to sell the house and help the winery through this crisis."

This was her worst plan at the moment, and if it came down to it, she would have to do it.

"Selling houses? No! Konnie, where are you going to live if you sell the house? Your parents will not agree! " Tabolte objected excitedly, she had not expected the Left Sage to help the winery in such a way.

Zuo Zixian had already guessed that Tabolte would have such a reaction, and immediately regretted telling her his decision so soon.

"It's okay, Tabolte. The most important thing right now is to get the winery through. I don't care about anything else for the time being. As for where I live, I think I can live in a few of the unused offices in the winery for the time being. Furthermore, as long as this matter regarding the winery can be resolved, I can also buy the house back. "

Although he said that, it was impossible for it to be that simple.

Looking at the emotions leaking out of the left eye, Tabolte is even more against it, "No, Konnie, you must not sell the house! The house is a rare old house in Strasbourg, with a unique location and decoration, and it's your parents' favorite house. "

Hearing her words, Zuo Zixian's heart fiercely shook, his lips were lightly bitten by her teeth, and a hint of bitterness also appeared on his face.

How could she not know what Tabolte had said? That place carried over a dozen years of their family's memories. The three of them had spent their happiest moments there. Not to mention their parents' favorite place, it was also her favorite place.

But if she couldn't raise the money and the bank refused to lend any more, what else could she do but sell the house?

"Konnie, calm down. Let's think of something else. I don't think you really need to sell your house to solve this problem." Tabolte's hand suddenly covered the back of Zuo Zixian's hand, trying to dissuade him but also trying to comfort him.

Zuo Zizhen nodded, the corner of his lips curled up slightly, and his eyes that were like black jade shone with a resolute light.

Now that her father was sick and her mother wanted to take care of him, she had to think of a way to get through the difficulties of the winery and not let them worry about her anymore.

"Why don't we ask for that Director Ling's help?" Tabolte suddenly opened her mouth.

In fact, she suddenly remembered that Ling Yiheng was the one who helped her in the last incident at the winery. Moreover, with his status and identity, he could easily help her.

Tabolte did not know about the deal between Ling Yiheng and Zuo Zixian, but she had a feeling that the man was not ordinary to Zuo Zixian.

Who knew that the moment she opened her mouth, Zuo Zixian immediately rejected her, "No, Tabole, no matter what, you can't find Ling …. Director Ling. "

She wanted to blurt out Ling Yiheng's name, but she was afraid that Tabolte would let her imagination run wild, so she hastily changed her words.

Seeing how Zuo Ziqian was a little flustered, Tabolte felt a little puzzled, but she understood that she was stubborn enough not to ask for help, so she didn't think too much into it.

"I'll try to call some of my old friends. Maybe they'll help."

As she did not want to discuss Ling Yiheng's matter with Tabolte, she immediately changed the topic.

Tabolte couldn't think of a better solution now, so there was no objection.

"Hello, is this Uncle Durand? I'm Konnie. How are you? "

"Hmm, yes, thank you for your concern, Uncle Durand. I also miss you and your family very much. I've always wanted a chance to visit you."

"It's like this, this time I called because …"

"Oh, so it's like that. Okay, thank you Uncle Durand, thank you very much. I'll visit you in the future when I have the chance. Goodbye!"

Zuo Ziwang hung up the phone and shook his head at Tabolte with a hint of weariness.

Before she could even finish her words, her intentions were already guessed by the other party. In the end, she was naturally tactfully rejected.

Zuo Zixian had actually already expected this, those comrades in the market, many of them were only interested in the benefits, now that Dix Wine House was on the verge of collapse, there was no profit to be had, of course they didn't want to be involved in this mess, it was also within reason.

But even so, she still believed that the heavens would not kill her. Now that he was at this stage, how bad could he be if he was any worse?

Zuo Zixian took a deep breath and decided to make a few more phone calls.

In the private hospital in Paris, Ling Yiheng had been in a coma for more than ten hours. More accurately speaking, he should have slept for more than ten hours.

After going through the doctor's diagnosis and treatment, he determined that his coma was only temporary. What he needed more was a long period of deep sleep to let his brain and body rest, so sleeping a bit more was a good thing for him.

During this period of time, Zhou Heng made a trip to Paris headquarters. He also held a few video conferences, giving out work orders to the management in the country.

This was the highest authority granted to him by Ling Yiheng. It was to be able to assist him in dealing with important matters in the absence of Ling Yiheng, so as to avoid any chaos within the company.

When he returned to Ling Yiheng's bedside, it was already afternoon, and Ling Yiheng was still unconscious.

Zhou Heng looked at the dozen or so Mika calls on his phone. He held his forehead in distress, then looked at Ling Yiheng, whose eyes were tightly shut. He didn't know if he should call her back.

Everyone knew that Mika was Ling Yiheng's fiancee in name, but as Ling Yiheng's most capable assistant and a close friend in private, he was also very clear on the true relationship between Mika and him.

Ling Yiheng did not like her, and this was a given.

If he woke up and saw Mika, he would probably blame him for his dereliction of duty.

With this thought in mind, Zhou Heng could only wait for Ling Yi Heng to get up before reporting this matter to him.

What he did not expect was that Mika would arrive in France before Ling Yiheng woke up.

When he received the call from the Paris branch, he thought it was something important, but instead he heard Mika's voice.

"Hello, may I ask if this is Zhou Heng? I'm Mika. Are you on the phone? "

Despite the anxiety in her heart, Mika's voice was still polite. Her tone was cautious, afraid that the person who answered the phone was not Zhou Heng.

She had to wait at the airport for her calls, but there was nothing she could do. She went straight to the French headquarters of the L. Force Corporation.

The other side remained silent for a long time. After a long while, Zhou Heng finally stopped being shocked and returned to his flat and calm voice, "Hello, Miss Mika. It's me, Zhou Heng."