Chapter 1199
"Oh, it's just a rumor among the people," the elite said softly, "but you don't have to worry too much. It's normal for children to occasionally get sick. Besides, it may be a good phenomenon!"
"Is there any good thing if you are sick?" Liam said, "Elephant aunt, are you kidding?"
"It's not a joke, it's true." The elites reached out an index finger and said, "Generally, when children have teeth, they will have fevers, like you and Master, who used to have teeth, but they will be fine the next day."
"..." Liam blinked his eyes.
"And what's more," the elite smiled and said, "I heard that children have a fever, so they want to grow taller. Isn't it a good thing?"
"Yes, is that so?" Liam said, half-believing and half-doubtful.
When Aman came down from the stairs, the seven or eight 1.30s waiting in the living room immediately stood up and looked at the man who had just climbed down the stairs.
Bucky turned around and said, "Young Master, is Miss Lita sleeping?"
"I've slept for a while. Aman glanced at the doctors and asked, "What is the reason why my daughter has a fever?"
Even if he knew that a child was sick, there was no need to fight too much.
But Aman had to ask clearly. If he didn't ask clearly, he wouldn't be at ease.
These doctors who were called over were the most famous ones in Michael. All of a sudden, they were called over by Aman's housekeepers. Everyone was very nervous. Seeing this well-known Aman's daughter being treated, they were all in a state of fear, afraid that they would make a mistake.
Aman also asked the best child doctors to come here. Even though he was an encyclopedia, he wasn't specialized in the field of children, so he asked Aman to invite all the best children.
When he heard Aman's words, he inserted it into St. Pearl and said, "Mr. Emperor, you don't have to worry too much. Summer and Autumn are exchanging seasons during this period of time. It's easy to fall ill during this season exchange. Not long ago, even Miss Zhan caught a cold. She hung two bottles of water on my table. The hospital is overcrowded these few days."
Aman was not interested in other people's condition. Sitting on the sofa opposite these doctors, he made a gesture to Bucky. "Take the other doctors back. Dr. Chen, stay."
"Yes, Young Master," Bucky said, turning around and stretching out his hands to the other doctors. "Sorry to trouble all the doctors to come over. This way, please."
After Bucky took the other doctors out, Aman said to Dr. Chen, "Before Lita is cured, Dr. Chen should stay here. There needs a doctor to take care of their situation at all times."
In the past, it was said that Aman was going to leave himself behind and put it into and his face would turn pale from fear.
But now, he was clear about Aman's character and agreed with him. "That's what I should do. Mr. Emperor, I am your private doctor. I'll make a phone call to the hospital and explain it to them."
Aman nodded his head.
After finishing the call, Aman poured himself a cup of wine. Perhaps it was because he listened to the doctor's instructions, but the wine in his cup was just a fraction of what it was in the past.
"The analysis of the blood, how is it?" Aman suddenly asked after drinking a cup of wine.
When she realized that he was asking Nangong blood report, she added, "We don't have any cLue yet. I have communicated with some of my colleagues abroad, but we haven't seen any drugs or chemical invests of elemental composition. Miss Zhan is also helping to investigate them. We both agree that they are elements of new goods. At least until now, there hasn't been any medicine in the medical field."
Aman slightly frowned. "Is there a possibility that Nangong is still alive?"
"Based on the situation where she was hit by three spears, her constitution wasn't good, and her chances of survival were too low," replied Long, who was carved on top. "However, Miss Zhan's opinion is that the three spears didn't hit the target. She thinks that the other party is a cunning woman, so she might be able to survive."
Aman did not speak. His eyes were like deep pools.
"Please don't worry, Mister Emperor. I'll continue to investigate this matter," said St. Rinloran. "However, have you ever thought of asking Young Madam to help you analyze this matter?"
Aman suddenly raised his brown eyes. "What are you trying to say?"
"I heard that Mrs. Lu is a genius in the chemistry department of K University. If the unknown matter in Nangong blood isn't a medicine, but a kind of newly developed chemical plant, maybe Mrs. Lu will be able to analyze it," said Mrs. Lu respectfully as she hammered.
Aman put the cup aside and said, "Chloe has been preparing for her graduation exam for the past two months. I don't want her to hear anything about Nangong. Go investigate this matter."
Finn knew that Aman didn't want to let Chloe hear anything that would affect her mood, so she didn't mention it. "Okay, Mr. Emperor, just treat it as if I didn't mention it."
Two months ago, two months ago, the black man who died in Dr. Kang room was shot dead by Ragib at that time when he was about to take his leave.
"Yes, Mr. Emperor, I'm here."
"In the blood of that black man, and the people who went to the 'Spirit Sanatorium' to save Nangong..." Aman's deep brown eyes narrowed, "In the blood pressure of these people, is there that kind of substance?"
Finn immediately said, "No, Mister Lu, these people don't have it in their bodies. I also had this guess, but after checking it out, they didn't."
"Is that so?"
Aman's face darkened.
"However, it's a pity." Remembering how Ragib had killed the black man with a single shot, he inserted the ore into Rykiel's stomach and felt a sense of pity. "If that black man isn't dead, we might be able to get information about Rykiel from his brain with the Mirror Image Array'."
"There's no need to bring this up again." Aman said, "Before Ragib went to South Africa, he called me and told me about this."
"Mr. Emperor, you don't have to blame Young Ragib. At that time, he was also worried about showing off..."
"It doesn't matter." Unexpectedly, Aman didn't care about it. "If someone had kidnapped Chloe, I would have made the same decision as Ragib. If that person is dead, then so be it. I think we can get the answer. Shawn had already gotten the answer at that time."
Finn heaved a sigh of relief, "I hope that's the case."
It turned out that Mr. Emperor did not care about that matter with Ragib. Fortunately!
Otherwise, as the people around them, they would not want to see any unhappiness between Aman and Ragib or affect the friendship between the men. After all, everyone was so familiar with each other in the political chaos in Xavier.
The next day, Lita fevered a little, but it still didn't eat, just very sticky Aman.
Bucky and the elites were all trying to persuade him.
"Miss Emperor, Young Master wants to go to the company. Shall we hug you?"
"No, no." Lita cried as soon as he said that.
He tightly grabbed Aman's whole suit that was burned flat, and his whole little face was red and buried in his daddy's arms. "I want daddy, I want daddy..."
The elite men next to her coaxed her. "Young Master is going to the company for a meeting. Can you continue to hug him when you come back?"
"Yes, Young Master is going out." Bucky was also squatting by the bed, and everyone was trying to persuade the sick young lady. "What does Miss Lita want to eat, I'll ask the chef to make a table, okay?"
"Wooo, don't..." Lita cried, and his whole body was uncomfortable, but the little fellow could not tell how uncomfortable it was.
The nanny brought the medicine and said, "Young Master, Miss Emperor wants to take the medicine."
Aman held his daughter, "Lita is a good girl. Come on, it will be comfortable after taking the medicine." Unlike Liam and Lan, Lita was sick and did not eat anything, nor did he take the medicine. It was useless for any servant to comfort her. Only Aman could make her drink a little.
However, after drinking the medicine, Lita grabbed Aman's clothes and asked him to hold her in his arms. The other servants hugged her and cried as soon as they came over.
Everyone was very helpless.
Butler Wei looked at this situation and said, "Young Master, it's not early for the ten o'clock meeting."
Aman looked at his daughter in his bosom. "Daddy, daddy..." Lita softly shouted, with his eyes closed and sweat on his forehead.
Finally, Aman said, "Bring me a blanket."
"Young Master, could it be that you want to..." Bucky seemed to have understood what he meant. In the end, he brought over a blanket. Aman wrapped the sick daughter with the blanket and got into the car.
In the first conference room, all the elites were quietly watching the President who came to the meeting with his daughter.
John placed the bail on the table in front of Aman and said in the softest voice on purpose, "President, the contents of the meeting later.."
Aman nodded his head.
The jade-carved baby girl grabbed his clothes with her small hands, half-asleep and half- awake. She asked in a childish voice, "Daddy, when will mommy come back..."
"It won't be long." Aman's voice was as gentle as a sleeping song, and he kissed his daughter's plump forehead. "Daddy has a meeting, and I will take you back later."
John made a gesture to dozens of senior elites of the Emperor who were present to start the meeting.
The other people opened the first year one after another. Aman frowned when he heard the sound of the document being turned over.
One of the executives first said, "President
"First." Aman stopped this person from speaking in a voice that had never been as soft as this before. He then said to everyone in the conference room, "Everyone, be careful with your volume and don't wake my daughter up. Second, if anyone's voice wakes my daughter up, immediately roll out of the conference room. Third, use your lowest volume to clearly explain the contents of this meeting."
It was a perfect condition! Elite leaders looked at each other. Finally, they swallowed and put the document in their hands on the table slowly, trying to be as silent as a feather falling on the ground.
Therefore, this group's elite meeting, which controlled the global intelligence economy, carried on in a low voice.
Aman, on the other hand, was carrying his child to attend the most solemn meeting in the company.
"Let's start the meeting now." John, who was seated closest to Aman, spoke with a tone that only the elite spoke of, "The main discussion of this meeting will determine the trend of the products produced by the Imperial Group in the afternoon. It will mostly come from northern Europe..."