Fu Jiuxiao put down the phone and worked with Jiang Li to help Old Master Fu into the wheelchair. The housekeeper and servants ran over.
"Old Master Fu said that he was a little hungry, so I asked Madam Wu..." The butler was anxious to explain.
Fu Jiuxiao stopped the butler and said, "I've already asked the family doctor to arrange an ambulance. You can arrange a few more cars."
Jiang Li held Old Master Fu's neck and turned to look at the housekeeper. "Don't touch the silver needles."
"What will happen if you touch them?" Meng Zhi's voice was thin and sharp. No matter how she heard it, it sounded like she was harboring evil intentions.
Jiang Li looked up and smiled coldly. "After the silver needles are touched, of course, they'll fall off."
Meng Zhi's face turned green from being blocked. She glared at Jiang Li angrily, but she did not ask any more questions.
What time was it?
