Chapter 530: Chapter 530

President Gao seemed not to have expected Xiao Shulan to be the one to ask this question, his expression slightly stunned.

"President Gao?" Xiao Shulan questioned.

"It’s quite unexpected for the second miss to ask this question," President Gao said, his tone laced with a hint of surprise.

Xiao Shulan didn’t understand why she couldn’t ask.

"The eldest miss hasn’t even asked, although I visit the wards daily, and have explained the chairman’s condition to the old madam."

Xiao Shulan seemed to understand at this point; if she had questions, she should have first asked the old madam before coming to President Gao. But in fact, she hadn’t interacted with Grandma Xiao at all these days. The reason was simple: Grandma Xiao seemed to always stand on the eldest’s side, and she had nothing in common with Grandma Xiao anymore.

"President Gao, I am my father’s daughter, you have to explain to me too, don’t you?" Xiao Shulan bluntly asserted, taking on a domineering tone.

It was as if President Gao was afraid of her, and he quickly changed his tune, nodding desperately at her like a fawning dog: "Yes, yes, the second miss is right."

As Xiao Shulan breathed a sigh of relief, she also thought that this man in front of her was nothing like a man. No wonder everyone said that President Gao spoke differently depending on the person; a completely two-faced jerk.

Now, this man was trying to please her, but whom would he try to please the moment she turned around?

This thought flashed through Xiao Shulan’s mind and startled her.

She, who had never doubted that President Gao had another master, suddenly felt completely uncertain.

After President Gao took her into his office, he personally served her tea and then said, "The chairman was extremely infuriated, which harmed his heart, and in turn, affected his brain. His intracranial pressure is still quite high, which is why he remains unconscious."

Intracranial pressure? Did that mean his blood pressure was still high?

Xiao Shulan was not very familiar with the professional terminology. However, President Gao sounded very serious, and it didn’t seem like he was lying about this. Besides, what would be the point of telling such a lie?

"When can the chairman wake up?" Xiao Shulan cared only about this.

But President Gao started to think, wondering why the second daughter suddenly became so eager to ask whether Xiao Jianming would wake up. Previously, only the old lady seemed anxious about it.

The other young misses of the Xiao Family would probably think the same as Xiao Yebai; perhaps it was better for Xiao Jianming not to wake up now, to avoid any potential stimulations.

"I’m not very sure about that. The doctors have done what they could, we all have. Now, it’s about the patient’s willpower. Perhaps, the second miss could encourage the chairman by his bedside every day."

To stay by her father’s bedside every day? Xiao Shulan couldn’t possibly even think of such a thing, and with a slight cough, she said, "I don’t have the expertise like you, President Gao. Curing the patient is your responsibility, not mine."

Feeling helpless, President Gao shrugged his shoulders and bowed slightly toward her again: "Yes, second miss."

Xiao Shulan was also scared he might say something else that would require her to do something for the patient, so she quickly stood up, saying, "Well then, that will be all. Thank you, President Gao, for continuing to take concern over the chairman’s health."

"Take care, second miss," President Gao replied as he went to open the door of his office for her, finally having sent away this daunting presence. Read complete versıon only at 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝·𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚·𝔫𝔢𝔱

After leaving President Gao’s office, Xiao Shulan walked straight ahead, and as she was about to reach the end of the corridor, she encountered two people.

A short distance in front of her, a young doctor, chin lifted with a sarcastic expression, said to another doctor who looked older, "Doctor Su, didn’t you take charge? How comes it that when your backing at home stumbles, you don’t even know how to act as the attending physician? Can’t even distinguish between simple gallstones and gastritis? Even I, as an intern, can identify diseases that you, as the attending, cannot. Maybe I should have a word with the president?"