The darling of the group: Koi Soft Baby is five and a half years old

Seeing her husband's incredulous expression, Wen Nian smiled and nodded: "It's just what you think."

Sheng Minglou quickly stepped forward and grabbed Sheng Yuan's arm. He didn't cry, but his voice was a little trembling: "A Yuan?"

"Dad...I..." Sheng Yuan wanted to express himself but had no way of expressing it, so he gestured anxiously with his hands.

But I had never formally learned sign language, so I couldn't understand anything even though I was gestured randomly.

The two adults looked at each other. Little Soft observed for a while and said, "Brother said that he is fine now, don't worry."

After hearing what Xiaoruanbao said, Sheng Yuan stopped gesturing and nodded.

Sheng Minglou was just concerned about Sheng Yuan and neglected the little soft baby.

Only at this time did she see Xiaoruanbao, who squatted down and prepared to smile and greet her.

I didn't expect that as soon as I squatted down, I couldn't stop feeling dizzy and wanted to vomit.

He could only stand up with difficulty, his steps were unsteady, but he still said, "I'm sorry."

Then he stumbled to the bathroom.

Xiaoruanbao's face changed and he followed.

There was a hint of worry in Wen Nian's eyes: "Hey...Ruanbao..."

She led Sheng Yuan to sit on the sofa first, and was about to go check on the situation, when she heard Sheng Yuan shouting worriedly, "Mom..."

Only then did Wen Nian realize that his son was no longer a little guy that he could just throw on the sofa and ignore.

So I patted his shoulder soothingly and said, "Mom will go take a look, you sit down first. Don't worry."

Sheng Yuan nodded and sat down, but his eyes never left his mother.

In the bathroom, Sheng Minglou leaned against the sink with a bad look on his face, pursing his lips slightly. When he felt a little better, he forced a smile and comforted Xiao Ruanbao: "Don't be afraid, uncle just worked too late yesterday and didn't feel well."

Wen Nian's eyes were filled with worry, as she knew about her husband's physical condition.

Therefore, she reluctantly agreed when Sheng Minglou proposed that Sheng Qingxu participate in the company's affairs. Sheng Rulan, the second child of the Sheng family, chose the political path, while Sheng Ruyue was in a coma and in critical condition.

Sheng Xiu Yu, before graduating from university, had already formed a gaming company with a few close classmates.

However, Sheng Qingxu showed amazing management skills at this time, so Sheng Minglou set his sights on his daughter.

Although Sheng Qingxu appears to be cold on the surface, she is not good at saying no, especially to her own father.

Instead of explicitly refusing, Sheng Minglou turned a blind eye and subconsciously ignored the longing in his daughter's eyes every time he passed by the school, and also subconsciously ignored his daughter's feelings.

If it weren’t for the little soft baby, Sheng Qingxu would probably have remained unhappy.

But he has also thought that when he passes away, his father will be in much better health and can manage the business. Besides, he can also find a professional manager to take care of it.

I shook my head and the severe pain was relieved a lot.

Little Ruanbao raised his hand and clasped his uncle's wrist, his brows frowned and then relaxed.

Unfortunate, but fortunate.

The shallow kinship line that Jiujiu mentioned is not some unexpected disaster that will come suddenly, but a disease that Xiaoruanbao is good at and can be cured by her.

"Soft treasure?"

Sheng Minglou looked at his wrist being held by his little niece and didn't dare to move.

Wen Nian, who was standing at the door, then remembered that he seemed to have heard from Old Master Qiao that little Ruanbao knew a little about medicine, and that it was Ruanbao who was the reason Sheng Yuan recovered last night.

However, she didn't know how good Xiao Ruanbao's medical skills were, after all, he was old.

But she did not interrupt. After the little soft baby let go of her uncle, Wen Nian said, "Are you hungry, baby? The cake afternoon tea we ordered will be here soon."

Little Soft Baby shook his head: "Aunt, uncle's condition is a little serious. Soft Baby wants to treat uncle's illness first before eating cake."

Sheng Minglou and Wen Nian were both stunned when they heard this, but Sheng Minglou reacted faster: "How did Ruanbao know that his uncle was sick?"

Wen Nian asked in surprise: "Can Ruanbao cure Jiujiu?"

Little Soft nodded, then shook his head: "But I need Auntie's help."

"Do you need Ajiu's help? I'll call her and pick her up right away!"

Wen Nian had first experienced her son's illness, then her daughter's increasing silence, and her husband's terminal illness, and she was exhausted.

However, ever since little Ruanbao came back, everything seemed to be going in a good direction.

Little Soft Baby shook his head: "There is something in my uncle's brain, but we can't perform surgery now."

Wen Nian nodded. The doctor had indeed said that it was now in the late stage and the risk of surgery was too great. There was a 90% chance that the patient would not be able to get off the operating table, so it was better to choose conservative treatment methods.

"Then what should we do now?" Wen Nian replied.

Sheng Minglou was so amazed by what he heard that he pulled his wife aside and asked, "Niannian, is there something that I don't know but everyone knows?"

Sheng Minglou's health has been getting worse in the past two days. In order to prevent Old Madam Sheng and Old Man Sheng from noticing, he almost never goes home.

The two old people accepted the fact that their eldest son was a workaholic and didn't notice anything wrong when he didn't come home for a few days.

"You know that Ruanbao knows medical skills, maybe let Ruanbao give it a try." Wen Nian said.

Although Sheng Minglou had already guessed it, he was still a little shocked when he heard Wen Nian say it.

But although he was shocked, he did not disbelieve it. He knew his wife would not make such a joke.

Then he turned his attention to Little Soft Baby: "Can Soft Baby really cure uncle?"

Little Soft nodded, and said in a somewhat arrogant tone: "Of course, uncle, don't disbelieve me, Soft is very powerful!"

Silver needles are also needed to treat my uncle, but it is different from treating Old Cheng.

The silver needle needed this time is about five inches long and needs to be pierced into the acupuncture points on the head.

The silver needle was placed in the space by Xiaoruanbao, so it was difficult to make it appear out of thin air. So Xiaoruanbao used the excuse of going to the toilet first, and then took out a big box from the toilet.

Sheng Minglou: “…”

Wen Nian: “…”

And Sheng Yuan: "..."

Sheng Minglou, Wen Nian: Forget it, just pretend you didn’t see it.

"What is this for?" Wen Nian leaned over and asked.

Xiaoruanbao opened the box, and inside were silver needles of different lengths arranged in different categories.

You want to use this? Sheng Minglou suddenly felt a chill in his head. Normally, he would not be afraid to go to the hospital, but when he saw so many needles, he still felt a little scared, which was not in line with the domineering CEO who controlled the lifeline of the world.

"Don't worry, uncle. I'll be gentle and it won't hurt." Little Ruanbao smiled like an angel, but his tone was as kind as that of an old grandmother.