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

The two people over there finished their discussion and came to a conclusion.

"The three pulses are weak and hollow when pressed, which indicates a deficiency syndrome. However, the child is usually quite healthy. It is only when he suddenly becomes so weak that the transition period will lead to the symptoms of pulse disorder we just detected."

They put down the inspection reports in their hands and walked over to explain the current situation to Fu Sihuai.

"It's like someone who has been bedridden for a long time and their body is drained away, slowly becoming weaker. But this little girl has become like this all of a sudden."

Fu Sihuai lowered his eyes, and his big hands unconsciously placed on Qingqing's head and rubbed it, his eyes seemed to be filled with mist.

I have so many complex feelings in my heart that I can’t express them in a few words.

Seeing his thoughtful look, Tan Hongru snorted unhappily.

"I don't know how such a young child could be so troubled."

Fu Sihuai didn't say anything. From this angle, only half of his outstanding profile was revealed. Combined with the scene, he looked like a child being scolded at school.

Qingqing looked at Tan Hongru with a little fear. When she saw his fierce face, her little mouth pursed and she accused weakly in a soft and cute baby voice.

"Master, you scolded my father again..."

Tan Hongru's originally cold face became a little stiff.

The assessment was complete. This kid was a fool. He was clearly speaking for her.

When Xian Yutao heard this name, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Teacher, so I'm your apprentice. I was wondering why..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly stopped.

"?"

"Wait a minute, Master?"

Xian Yutao is over fifty years old. Logically speaking, there are very few things in this world that can make him look confused.

But now, he admits he was taken aback.

"Master?" he asked again in disbelief.

When he first came in and saw the little girl, he subconsciously assumed the identity of a grandfather.

Zhan Yuren, who was standing aside, did not get involved in the affairs between their masters. He sat on a chair, sipped his tea slowly, and watched the fun.

Add some fuel to the fire from time to time.

"There's no age restriction when it comes to academics. Yutao, don't be too surprised. Old Tan recognized her because she's incredibly talented. She's just a junior sister, there's nothing wrong with calling her that. If I were you, I'd call her that."

After saying this, Tan Hongru seemed to have been exposed for something he felt guilty about, and he almost spilled his tea when he turned around.

"Drink your drink and stop talking."

Zhan Yuren was scolded, so he shut up and continued drinking tea.

Watching other people's fun can really make people feel refreshed.

Tan Hongru's expression was complicated, and it was difficult to explain now, so he just said, "I have my own reasons."

Dean Xian's hair was disheveled in the wind.

He glanced at the innocent-looking little girl, rubbed his eyebrows, and had a terrible headache.

"Let's not talk about this for now, let's settle the child down."

Xian Yutao turned around and said to Zhan Yuren, who was watching the excitement, "Old Zhan, you prescribe the medicine. I'll contact the ward and send the child up."

At this moment, Assistant Mu Feng spoke cautiously, "It's already been opened. It's in the special care ward. I'll take everyone there."

The special care ward of Anhe Hospital is the best, and there are several levels below it.

This costs 30,000 yuan a day, which is almost the same as a luxury hotel.

But it is also very difficult to make a reservation. There are too many people who have money, and most people who have money may not be able to make a reservation.

Qingqing had only been in the hospital for about ten minutes when the ward there had already been contacted, but it was still uncertain whether she needed to be hospitalized.

To achieve this level requires more than just money.

Thinking of this, Xian Yutao looked back at his teacher and felt as if he had discovered the truth.

Tan Hongru felt uneasy after seeing this look.

He really isn't doing it for the money!

As soon as they arrived at the ward, a doctor came with Qingqing's medicine.

The assistant went out for a while and came back with a nutritionist and an aunt.

Xian Yutao sat in the ward and told the nutritionist how to take care of his body.

Here, Qingqing was lying on the hospital bed. A nurse came over and drew some blood for testing.

Compared with the pure white bed sheet beneath him, the little guy's face is no less white, it is really as white as paper.

Tan Hongru stood by and watched for a while. He didn't know what Qingqing looked like before, but now seeing her pale little face, he subconsciously felt that the little girl was sickly.

She is so weak at the age of three. It really makes people worry whether she can grow up safely.

"Oh..." He sighed deeply and said to Fu Sihuai.

"I've grown two pots of the flower you brought me last time. I've given one away, and I'll have my assistant bring the other to you later. You can place it next to the bed."

Fu Sihuai didn't expect him to say this, and a hint of surprise flashed across his dark and deep eyes.

He remembered that Professor Tan loved flowers as if they were his life, otherwise he would not have sold himself for a flower.

Suppressing his surprise, he became much more respectful towards Tan Hongru.

"I will find another way to save Qingqing. Professor Tan, please keep the flower."

"You..." Tan Hongru said without hesitation and took out his mobile phone to call the research institute.

It’s just that he hasn’t changed his phone for a long time, so it’s very slow. It freezes every time he scrolls through his address book.

He accidentally touched several numbers, which made him angry, so he walked over to the side and wrestled with the phone.

Xiao Qingqing stared at his angry back, turned her head and spoke to Fu Sihuai curiously.

"Dad, Master is so weird."

Fu Sihuai had no comment on this point. People like Professor Tan, who never got married and devoted all their energy to scientific research, tend to have more or less strange tempers.

However, he smiled and said, "He treats you very well."

Perhaps because he doesn't have children, he suddenly accepted a three-year-old apprentice. He said he disliked the apprentice, but who knows what he was thinking in his heart.

Qingqing said "oh", although she didn't feel it very obviously, but if her father said it was good, it was good.

"I will be nice to him too!" said the little girl seriously.

Fu Sihuai rubbed her little head and stared at the little one as she fell asleep.

He turned his head and looked inside the room. In front of him was Tan Hongru, who was still struggling with his mobile phone. Next to him was the nutritionist who was taking notes. The new aunt was listening to the doctor explain how to take medicine.

The room was still quite quiet. Perhaps everyone had seen Qingqing fall asleep, so the noise was much weaker than before.

Fu Sihuai walked out and went to the platform at the end of the floor with his assistant.

Mu Feng handed him another phone and said, "The Fourth Young Master just made several calls. I answered them for you."

Fu Sihuai hummed lightly, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and the veins on his cold white arm bulged.

"Su Nanxi's side." His voice was cold and his eyes were without a trace of warmth.

"Send her whole family abroad and don't let her come back."

Mu Feng agreed, feeling very surprised.

This is what surveillance means.

He rushed to do the job without stopping, and took his men with him that evening.

Su Nanxi now has another son who is in elementary school.

On the way home from picking up the child, Mu Feng stopped her. He got out of the car and pointed to the coffee shop nearby. "Ms. Su, can you chat?"

Su Nanxi knew this day would come when she beat Fu Xueji. She asked her driver to take her son back, and she got out of the car alone and went to the coffee shop with Mu Feng.

After sitting down, she crossed her legs nonchalantly and looked down at her manicure without raising her head.

"Fu Sihuai asked you to come? Tell me, what conditions do you want to negotiate with me?"

Mu Feng smiled, "He gave you two choices. One is that you take your whole family abroad and never come back, and the other is that we help you..."

Before he could finish his words, Su Nanxi picked up the bag next to her and threw it at his face.

"Get lost!" she said angrily, her cheeks flushed with anger. "I don't choose either of you!"

Mu Feng was very glad that he chose a private room, otherwise he would have been embarrassed today.

"I understand. You choose the second one."

After saying this, he stood up and said with a forced smile, "Ms. Su, you'd better pack your luggage tonight."

Su Nanxi was also tough. She stood up and looked into Mu Feng's eyes, her aura not weak at all.

"Go back and tell him that if he dares to send me abroad, I will commit suicide!"

Mu Feng was really speechless by her, as she kept threatening suicide at every turn.

But the expression on Su Nanxi's face was too crazy, so he could only convey this sentence to Fu Sihuai.

In the coffee shop, Mu Feng stood by the floor-to-ceiling window and whispered to the person on the phone, while Su Nanxi sat by the table and hummed a song in a very good mood.

She knew that her trick would definitely work, so she was not worried.

Two minutes later, Mu Feng came back.

Su Nanxi glanced at him and spoke before him.

"My bottom line is to apologize to Fu Xueji. There's no need to say anything beyond this bottom line."

There was a relieved smile on Mu Feng's face, and this time the smile was sincere.

He said politely, "Ms. Su, my boss also said that you must go abroad this time."

"He also said that he's already removed you from the blacklist. If you decide to commit suicide, remember to tell him so he can send someone to collect your body, to avoid any bad luck or accidents along the way."