The rich family's parents were robbed, and the milk group went crazy for the boss's family

The little girl raised her soft, fair face and chuckled sheepishly.

My brother speaks so nicely.

When her big, twinkling eyes fell on Fu Xueji's face, her clear pupils suddenly became worried.

"Brother, are you okay? The sister outside said something happened to you."

Upon hearing this, Fu Xueji lowered his eyebrows and chuckled.

He could probably guess how chaotic it was outside because he was woken up by the noise outside just now, but he didn't get out of bed until Qingqing came in.

"I'm fine. I just slept a little too long and scared her."

Having said that, he couldn't help but look at the jasmine flowers on the bedside. They seemed to be glowing with a layer of fluorescence under the light, looking very unreal.

"Qingqing's flowers are very beautiful." Fu Xueji said in a gentle voice.

The dim light reflected on his profile, making Qingqing think that the person in front of her was not a person, but a white jade sculpture.

"Thank you, brother~"

The little girl unconsciously tightened her grip on his hand, two blushes appeared on her soft white cheeks, and she blinked embarrassedly.

"Brother, do you have any other flowers you like? I'll raise them beautifully and give them to you!"

Fu Xueji coughed softly, lowered his long eyelashes, and his sick face became charming because of the gentle expression.

“I like white flowers.”

"White..." the little guy muttered and began to search in his mind.

She hadn't seen much of the orphanage, so it was a bit difficult for her to think about it.

Fu Xueji just looked at her, his hand still holding Qingqing's little hand.

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open and many people walked in from outside.

The man in the white coat who led the group was tall and slender, and took the longest steps. When he reached the bedside, he was stunned by the scene before him.

"Xiaoxue..." the man murmured softly, his words inevitably filled with doubt, "Where did this child come from?"

Fu Xueji raised his eyes and gave him a pale and fragile smile, "Uncle Gu."

The two were obviously familiar with each other.

Gu Shuyan quickly reacted, shifting his attention away from the child, and said nervously, "You don't have to get up. Let me check you first."

At this time, Qingqing let go of Fu Xueji's hand and walked obediently to the side to stand and wait.

Many people came in from outside carrying various instruments. The little guy looked around and was afraid that he would delay others if he stood there, so he left the room.

About a few minutes later, Fu Sihuai also came back from the company.

Fu Xueji's door was closed. He stood outside the door for a while, then went to ask the servant who was serving him what had happened just now.

After hearing the whole story from the servant, he rubbed his brows and waved his hands without saying a word.

He doesn't look very good.

Sleeping much longer than usual?

Xiaoxue's sleep time has become shorter and shorter since she fell ill. This is the first time she has experienced this. No wonder the servants were so scared that they contacted him immediately.

Having never encountered such a thing before, Fu Sihuai had no idea what to do and could only wait for the inspection to be completed.

He withdrew his gaze and looked elsewhere, and suddenly saw the little ball sitting on the sofa.

She stared at Fu Xueji's room door, maintaining the same posture for a long time without moving.

Xiao Mo came in from outside and stood next to her.

She thought the young lady had fallen asleep, so she went out to have a meal. After returning home, she subconsciously looked for Qingqing.

"Miss, are you tired of sitting here?" she bent down and asked in a low voice.

Qingqing shook her head and reached out to hold Xiaomo.

She was actually a little worried that her third brother was in trouble because of the pot of jasmine she gave him.

The child's young heart was struggling and feeling guilty, but she didn't dare tell anyone.

Xiao Mo felt that she was in a bad mood, so he didn't say much and just stayed by her side quietly.

Time passed like this, and the atmosphere downstairs became unusually quiet.

Until Gu Shuyan walked out of the room.

His expression was calm, so calm that it was impossible to tell whether the outcome was good or bad.

"Brother Huai, do you want to guess what's going on with Xiaoxue?"

He stood in front of Fu Sihuai with a serious face.

When he heard these words, Fu Sihuai's heart finally settled down.

Based on his understanding of Gu Shuyan, if something really happened, he would not be in the mood to play guessing games here.

"You really can't hide anything from me. Xiaoxue is fine. My pulse is better than usual. I'll have to wait for the test report to come out to know the details."

Fu Sihuai listened carefully to what he said, then patted his shoulder and said in a low voice, "Thank you. I'll go up and see him."

He walked upstairs, and Xiao Qingqing quickly got down from the sofa and ran after him.

She also wants to go see her third brother!

Fu Sihuai walked ahead and didn't notice it, but Gu Shuyan saw it.

He saw that the little guy was not tall, but his legs were moving very fast and he looked particularly funny.

Gu Shuyan couldn't help laughing. He walked over and picked up the little ball from the ground before the bodyguard could.

The little girl suddenly flew into the air and thought that it was Sister Momo who was holding her, but when she turned around, she saw a strange face.

"Ah! Uncle?"

"You're walking too slowly. I'll carry you."

The confusion on Qingqing's face disappeared, and she stopped moving obediently so that he could save some energy when picking her up.

"Thank you, uncle~"

Gu Shuyan was too anxious when he came in for the first time. Now when he came in again with Qingqing in his arms, he could smell the faint floral fragrance in the air.

The main light in the room had been turned on, and Gu Shuyan saw the jasmine flowers beside the bed at a glance.

He walked over, lowered his head and sniffed, and it seemed as if a cool air and the fragrance of flowers were inhaled into his body.

"This flower is nice, Brother Huai. My old man likes to grow flowers and raise fish. Can you get me a pot of it?"

Fu Sihuai was sitting on the edge of the bed, talking to Fu Xueji in a low voice, not listening carefully to what he said.

The more Gu Shuyan looked at it, the more curious it became, and he couldn't help but touch it with his hand.

"Uncle Gu!" A sudden voice scared Gu Shuyan so much that he stopped and subconsciously pulled his hand away.

He looked at the person who had just spoken.

Fu Xueji covered his chest and coughed violently, saying with difficulty: "Don't, don't touch that flower..."

"Okay, okay, I won't touch you, don't get excited."

Gu Shuyan took a step back, afraid that Fu Xueji would get too excited and something might happen, so he stood there obediently.

He even put Qingqing on the ground and raised his hands.

After a while, the blush on Fu Xueji's face faded away.

"You can't get excited about your illness. Just talk nicely. Uncle will listen to you."

Fu Xueji pursed her lips and said, "Then don't touch this pot of flowers."

Gu Shuyan nodded and agreed without hesitation, "Okay, I'll take a look at the headquarters."

He touched his chin, moved closer to the pot of jasmine, and marveled at it.

After thinking about it, Gu Shuyan took out his mobile phone and clicked it at the potted plant.

Take a picture and show it to his old man.

Fu Sihuai's gaze stayed on the jasmine for two seconds before moving away.

"How do you feel now?" he asked Fu Xueji.

"Dad, I'm fine. I slept well and feel much better than before."

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had a good night's sleep, and he felt a little stronger and not as weak as usual.

Fu Xueji knew very well that this was not the effect of the medicine he drank all day.

If those things were really useful, he wouldn't have been lying here for so many years.