The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress-Chapter 877: The methods of that young master Jiang, number 345

Bai Lian pushed the door open.

At the edge between light and shadow, she saw the sunrise outside the window. The light, neither intense nor passionate, lazily spilled beside the bed.

On the bed, the person who had been in a coma had already removed the IV from his left hand.

Propped up by his right hand, he sat on the edge of the bed, his wrist thin and bony.

It seemed that he heard the sound of someone entering.

His pale eyes lifted slightly, gazing in the direction of the door.

Backlit, Bai Lian couldn’t quite make out the person’s features, but she saw him sit up with the support of the bed.

The nursing attendant, holding a pen and a record book, stood a few steps away from the bed.

Wanting to help the patient up, yet deterred by his cold demeanor, the attendant didn’t dare to approach.

Bai Lian still stood at the entrance of the ward, while Jiang Fulai sat on the bed. Across the distance of several meters, he gazed unwaveringly at her as if thousands of years had passed.

"Awake?" After a long while, Bai Lian walked in with a composed expression.

She helped to raise the head of the bed.

The attendant reacted and immediately dashed out the door to call the attending physician.

After lying in bed for so long, Jiang Fulai felt a slight numbness in his limbs. His gaze only followed Bai Lian, and his voice was hoarse as he spoke, "How long have I been unconscious?"

Bai Lian poured a cup of water and handed it to him, "More than half a month."

More than half a month.

Jiang Fulai took the water, drank a sip, set the cup down, sat up, and looked carefully at Bai Lian. She appeared the same as before, but the once brilliantly dark eyes now had a layer of faint redness.

He guessed that she hadn’t had a good night’s sleep during this time.

Jiang Fulai’s expression darkened. He slowly reached out to arrange the loose strands of hair on her left side that were not tied up, "Get some sleep first, we’ll talk about the rest later."

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The numerous doctors of the Jiang Family, upon hearing that Jiang Fulai had awoken,

rushed over immediately.

At the door, they were stopped by Ming Dongheng.

Jiang Xijue had all the people of the Jiang Family wait obediently in the corridor, not daring to enter.

"This," Jiang Xijue whispered, handing the Furnace Cauldron to Ming Dongheng, "you asked me to bring this."

Ming Dongheng took the Furnace Cauldron, then, without knocking, carefully pushed the door open just a crack, and silently slipped inside.

Jiang Xijue dared to take a glimpse.

Inside the room.

Jiang Fulai, dressed in black, soft lounge wear, lean and upright, was sitting quietly in front of the bed. The curtains in the ward had been drawn again, darkening the room, and the person on the bed had changed.

Ming Dongheng didn’t dare to look further, merely bending down to hand the Furnace Cauldron to Jiang Fulai.

Jiang Fulai took it and placed it on the bedside table. With downcast pale eyes and without much speech, he quietly lit the incense inside the Furnace Cauldron.

Ming Dongheng bowed and retreated.

Exiting the room once more.

In the room, as the smoke from the Sedative Incense rose, Jiang Fulai’s eyes looked down at Bai Lian, who had already fallen into a deep sleep. Her long lashes covered her eyelids, but her brows were still slightly furrowed.

He barely lifted his hand, his cool fingertips touching her forehead. As he watched her furrowed brow smooth out, his fingers slowly descended, tracing over her nose to her reddened lips.

It seemed she was indeed exhausted. Normally, the presence of another person in the ward, no matter who, would awaken her.

Jiang Fulai thought quietly, then lowered his head and gently placed a kiss on the corner of her lips. Only then did he pull up the thin blanket a bit and stood up to walk outside.

"You’ve finally woken up!" Jiang Xijue relaxed upon seeing Jiang Fulai.

Heaven knows how panicked he was when he got the news at five o’clock in the morning.

Jiang Fulai was absolutely crucial whether to the Jiang Family, the Aerospace Research Institute, or even the Dark Matter Institute. If he hadn’t woken up, there would indeed have been a reshuffling.

Jiang Fulai’s face was slightly pale, lacking in color, but his presence was undiminished, "How is the research institute now?"

He slowly made his way to the adjoining rest room.

"News about Academician Ma and you leaked out this morning," Jiang Xijue followed, "Last night, my attempt to get information from the Luo Family got out. From what we’ve seen, both the Xiang Family and the Gao Family seem to be involved."

"The Xiang Family, the Gao Family," Jiang Fulai walked into the rest room and reached for his clothes. He paused and continued to inquire, "What else?"

"It’s said that the research institute is planning to split and sign a contract with the Xiang Family." This was what Jiang Xijue had heard from Xu Nanjing.

The Xiang Family had always collaborated with foreign enterprises, and their laboratories recruited international students, promoting the banner of science above all. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

However, Academician Ma from the research institute had always received high support, and the Xiang Family couldn’t gain much from it, especially with Jiang Fulai as an overbearing presence.

Now that the news about Academician Ma couldn’t be contained, the Xiang Family sought to rise above. If Academician Ma’s team truly signed a contract with the Xiang Family, then twenty years of his research outcomes could be taken by the Xiang Family for transactions with foreign countries.