Half an hour later, the bodyguard sent a message to Fu Sihuai that the road had been cleared.

When Qingqing was carried out, she saw many people standing outside.

There was a buzzing sound above her head, and she looked up at the sky curiously. There were many small plane-like things flying above her head, black in color, with small red dots on them.

She watched them descend lower and lower until they finally fell to the ground and were folded and put away by the uncles in black clothes outside the temple gate.

It's like a trained eagle returning to its keeper after a successful hunt.

Qingqing watched them collect the drones and was so amazed that she couldn't take her eyes off them.

So handsome!

There are three large planes halfway up the mountain. Just like the gardener at home using a spray bottle to water the flowers, these large planes have fine mist spraying out over a large area from under their bodies.

She wrinkled her nose, turned her head and hugged Fu Sihuai's neck tightly, burying her little face in his shoulder.

"Dad, it smells so bad..." The little girl's voice was muffled.

Fu Sihuai walked into the car and closed the door to block out the smell from outside.

When the car started, Qingqing raised her little head and began to look outside curiously again.

She leaned against the car window, just like she did when she went up the mountain.

The color on the road is a bit dark, as if it has rained.

She looked for a long time but didn't see a single dead insect. The road surface was clean and smooth, as if the scene of all kinds of flying insects and animals dancing wildly an hour ago was an illusion.

Qingqing withdrew her gaze and stopped looking.

...

At 1:30 in the morning, they returned to the city.

Fu Sihuai asked the driver to drive to the hospital. He was worried and planned to ask Dr. Zhan to take his pulse tomorrow. He would go home only after he was sure that he was fine.

Xiao Qingqing was really sleepy and fell asleep as soon as she hit the bed.

Fu Sihuai turned around to put the blanket down, and when he looked back, she was already asleep.

She was clearly mumbling something to him just a second ago.

Even though he knew that children fall asleep quickly, he was still surprised by the speed.

Fu Sihuai walked over to cover her with the quilt. He looked at the little girl's rosy face and saw a hint of tenderness in her ink-black eyes.

He turned around and gave his aunt a few words of advice, then quietly closed the door and left.

In the middle of the night, he returned home.

Both children were already asleep, and the living room had been tidied up and was clean.

The light was dim and Fu Sihuai walked back to his room.

He turned on the light, found a set of clothes in the closet, took them and went into the bathroom.

About ten minutes later, the bathroom door opened. He wiped his hair casually, his eyes wandered around the house, and then stopped at a certain place.

It was a very small safe, placed at the bottom of the bookcase.

Fu Sihuai put down the towel in his hand and walked over.

Drops of water dripped down the ends of his black hair, wetting his eyebrows and eyes.

He entered the combination of the safe twice before he could open it. Because it was so long ago, he couldn't even remember what was inside.

After opening it, there were only two small boxes inside.

One box contained a pair of wedding rings, and the other, when opened, revealed a pink diamond ring.

He remembered.

When he got married more than 20 years ago, his mother gave this pink diamond to Su Nanxi.

Later, when they divorced, he exchanged it for a property in Yunjin Yicheng.

After I got it back, I never took care of it again and put it in this safe together with the wedding ring.

If it hadn't been discovered suddenly tonight, it might have been forgotten for a long time.

Fu Sihuai closed the box, picked out a coat from the closet, and put the small box in his pocket.

He rushed back to the hospital and found the little girl still sleeping soundly in bed. Her aunt said she hadn't moved at all.

After closing the door, he asked the bodyguard at the door to send the pink diamond ring for cleaning at the jewelry store below the Fu family.

If he sees a good design, he will turn it into a necklace.

When Qingqing grows up and meets someone she likes, I will give it to her as a dowry.

The form is not important. He hopes that the good wishes his mother gave him at the wedding twenty years ago can be passed on to Qingqing.

It’s okay if you don’t want to get married, then you can keep it for yourself.

...

In the morning, half past eight.

Qingqing felt her hand was a little cold. She tried to pull it back in a daze, but the next second it was grabbed by a big old hand.

"Hey, I'm taking your pulse, little girl, don't move."

A grandfather's voice came from the side. The little guy opened his eyes and saw several people standing beside the bed.

Zhan Yuren withdrew his hand, turned around and nodded to Fu Sihuai.

"You've recovered well and can leave now. But you still need to continue taking the medicine I prescribed. Just take it for three days."

"Okay, thank you doctor."

Zhan Yuren said with a smile, "You're welcome." When he left the ward, he was still sighing that Tan Hongru's pot of flowers was really amazing. If he could get a chance to put a few pots in his office, he couldn't imagine how comfortable his future life would be.

In the ward, Qingqing came out after washing up and found the table full of breakfast.

After she had eaten, she walked to the bed.

There was a large box on the ground, and two bodyguards were carefully stuffing the pot of flowers on the table into it.

Qingqing walked over to Fu Sihuai, looked up and asked him curiously, "Dad, where are they going to send Huahua?"

"Give it back to Professor Tan."

She looked at him thoughtfully for a moment, then asked with some anticipation, "Can I give Master a gift?"

After she said this, Fu Sihuai already understood what she meant.

After a brief thought, he nodded, "Okay."

Everyone in the ward left. Qingqing squatted in front of the box, tinkered with it for a while while talking to herself, then withdrew her hand and closed the door of the box.

As the bodyguard left with the box, Fu Sihuai said, "Be more high-profile when you send it back."

"Good boss!"

His bodyguard was very obedient and turned around to customize a red banner, almost beating the drums and gongs.

In the courtyard of the institute, as soon as the banner was hung, passers-by were attracted.

When Tan Hongru heard the noise in front, his eyes went dark and he almost fell to the ground.

His colleagues supported him as he reached the front yard when he heard the bodyguards gathered in the center shout, "Thank you, Professor Tan, for lending the magic flower to save my young lady. Thanks to the magic flower, my young lady was discharged safely this morning."

After saying that, he opened the box and took out the flower pot inside.

With trained eyes, he accurately found Tan Hongru among the crowd of onlookers, and then walked over with flowers in his hands.

As he walked, the fragrance of flowers spread all the way.

When he walked to Tan Hongru, everyone around him was surprised.

"This taste...Old Tan, have you researched it to this extent now?"

"We're all from the same research institute, and you actually hid it from us!"

"A few days ago, a nephew of mine in City A told me that a scammer used a rare flower to grind into powder and deceived many wealthy bird and fish lovers. Those rich people were scrambling to buy it. Could it be yours?"

Everyone was talking at once, and Tan Hongru couldn't hear clearly because he was also surprised by the pot of flowers.

After coming back to his senses, he thought of what the bodyguard had just said and frowned slightly, "The child was discharged from the hospital today?"

"Yes, Dr. Zhan checked it out and he said I can be discharged."

After hearing this, Tan Hongru did not ask any more questions.

The young student next to him took the flowerpot, and when leaving, Tan Hongru gave the bodyguard a note.

He always has a serious face and is often a bit arrogant.

"A small restaurant hosting a banquet for apprenticeship, the location and time are listed above. Take it back to your boss."

The bodyguard took the paper and left. On the way back to report, he opened it and took a look, and was shocked by the name of the restaurant.

Five words written in a flamboyant style: Xu’s Ramen Restaurant?

It couldn't be the scale he imagined...

He quickly checked and found that there was indeed a place called Xu's Ramen Restaurant nearby.

The store is a little bigger than Shaxian Snacks.

His face changed several times. When he thought about his boss, a billionaire CEO, holding a teacher-apprenticeship banquet for his daughter in a place like Shaxian snacks, he felt a little confused.

The key is that the boss also plans to contact the media to publicize it.

How will the media sit when they arrive? Will they sit in the kitchen?

He didn't even dare to think about that scene.

No, this is too fantasy.

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