The powerful pet of a wealthy family, he is very good at coaxing the husband of the chief executive.

She has taught her children since childhood not to have casual contact with strangers, and her son has always done a good job, but she doesn't know why this happened this time.

Chu Ci lowered his head and said in a very low voice: "Because of mom, I think the beautiful aunt is a gift from dad to me in heaven."

He made a wish on the cake yesterday to see his father, and the beautiful aunt appeared.

Dad must have sent the beautiful aunt over because he couldn't come to see him now.

Beautiful aunts are like fairies, they must be sent by dad.

Ning Churou choked for a moment, then smiled, "Then if Xiao Ci wants to play with aunt, just tell her mother and she will take you there, okay?"

"Okay, okay." Chu Ci jumped up happily when he heard this, "Mom is great."

Listening to her son's cheering voice and seeing his excited look, Ning Churou's mood finally improved.

"Xiao Ci, don't be so excited."

Ning Churou warned Chu Ci before stopping.

"Mom, we haven't bought any salt yet."

Ning Churou was stunned for a moment before she said, "Mom, your feet are wet. Let me make you egg fried rice tonight, okay?"

Chu Ci happily agreed, "Okay, mom."

The mother and son continued to walk forward, and soon they arrived in front of a small courtyard.

This is Ning Churou's grandmother's house. Her grandparents only have one child, her mother. After they passed away one after another, no one lived here.

Firstly, she had nowhere to go when she came back, and secondly, she was afraid that she would be discovered by the Ji family, so Ning Churou came here directly.

"Xiao Ci, you can play by yourself, and I'll cook for you."

"Okay mom." Chu Ci obediently went to play with the toys.

Ning Churou took off her wet shoes and was about to cook when her cell phone suddenly rang.

Seeing that it was a call from the hospital, Ning Churou picked it up directly.

"Hello, Dr. Shao."

"Mother Chu Ci, there is something I want to tell you."

Dr. Shao was Chu Ci's attending physician. Ning Churou's call at this time made Ning Churou feel a little panicked.

"You say."

Probably hearing the nervousness in her voice, Dr. Shao comforted her, "Mom Chu Ci, don't be nervous. It's not a bad thing."

"Well, tell me."

"Chu Ci's mother, I heard something from the dean today. There is a particularly powerful expert in China recently. I think Chu Ci can give him a try."

Hearing this, Ning Churou's eyes flashed with light, "Really? Where is this expert?"

When Ning Churou was preparing to accept death, she met a doctor, who performed an operation on her and she was cured.

She was still pregnant at the time, and she survived in such a thrilling situation.

Now she also has hope for her son.

Dr. Shao apologized slightly: "Sorry, we can't get in touch. It is said that the expert does not treat people easily and does not accept invitations easily."

There was silence on the phone for a moment before Dr. Shao continued, "But if we can find him to perform Chu Ci's surgery, the chance of success will be twice as high as what our hospital estimates."

Ning Churou tightened her grip on the phone.

Since someone can save her son, she will definitely do it at any cost, even if it means going to the Ji family.

Suddenly having more faith in her heart, Ning Churou hurriedly asked: "Can Dr. Shao tell me the information about the expert? I'll go find him."

Dr. Shao agreed immediately, "Okay, I will send you the information later."

"Okay, thank you Dr. Shao."

After thinking about it, Dr. Shao gave a cruel reminder, "Chu Ci's mother, don't have too much hope. After all, even our dean may not be able to invite this expert in person."

Ning Churou is not afraid, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, she will not give up.

"I understand. Thank you Dr. Shao. Please send me the expert information."

Doctor Shao, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Ning Churou kept looking at her phone, waiting expectantly for the message.

About half a minute later, Ning Churou saw the message sent by Dr. Shao.

The next second, the phone slipped from Ning Churou's hand.

Ning Churou looked frightened.

Doctor Shao was talking about Ji Jinchuan.

Ning Churou only knew that Ji Jinchuan was a doctor, but she didn't know that he could cure heart disease.

For a moment, Ning Churou didn't know what to do.

Ning Churou has very little information about Ji Jinchuan in the past few years, not even as much as Zhan Junyan, so she doesn't know what Ji Jinchuan's situation is now.

At that time, she was arranged by the Ji family to fake her death and leave. He might have thought she was dead, right?

If she went to him to perform an operation on her son, would the Ji family do anything to her and her son if they found out?

"Mom." Chu Ci suddenly ran over, "Mom, why don't you go cook?"

Ning Churou raised her head and blinked before squatting down to pick up the phone. She smiled and said to her son, "Mom answered the call. Xiaoci is hungry, right?"

Chu Ci nodded, "Well, I've been hungry for a long time."

"Then mommy, can you wash an apple and eat it first?"

Chu Ci responded crisply, "Okay, thank you, mom."

Ning Churou washed an apple for her son.

After Chu Ci got the apple, he stretched it out to her first, "Mom, eat it first."

"Thank you, baby." Ning Churou smiled and took a bite.

After seeing her eating, Chu Ci started eating happily.

Looking at her son's face, Ning Churou vaguely saw the shadow of Ji Jinchuan.

"Xiao Ci... do you want to see dad?" Ning Churou asked, touching her son's head.

Chu Ci nodded immediately, "Think about it, think about it, but didn't mom say that dad can't come to see Xiao Ci until Xiao Ci grows up?"

Ning Churou's nose felt sore, "Well, mom is going to cook."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ning Churou left quickly. She was afraid that she would lose control and cry in front of her child.

……

Two days later.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the president's office on the 28th floor of ZL Building.

Behind the desk, the man looking through the documents had a solemn look on his face.

Winter has not yet arrived, but the temperature in the entire office is so cold that the project manager standing in front of his desk has a chill down his spine and trembling feet.

After not seeing each other for a few days, their president has become even colder.

However, the project manager had some doubts: Didn’t the Internet say that the president was seriously injured?

Although the project manager did not dare to look at Zhan Junyan carefully, he did not feel that he was injured at all.

After all, who can have such a breathtaking aura when seriously injured?

"Crack~"

Zhan Junyan threw the documents in his hands on the table.

The sudden voice startled the project manager, "General...President, please...is there any problem?"

Zhan Junyan's cold eyes fell on the project manager, and his voice had no warmth at all, "1% profit concession?"

"President, the other party said that as long as ZL gives one click, the contract can be signed."

The project manager doesn't think there's anything wrong with the fact that one point can earn hundreds of millions.

Zhan Junyan's eyes darkened, and just as he was about to speak, the door to the office was opened.

"Sixth Master, there is news."