Spoiled Star Wife: President, I Surrender

The little girl's condition gradually improved under Xiao Zhouzhou's hands, and the new type of medicine he developed had a great effect on this condition.

Even the old doctors and experts who have been practicing for decades are unwilling to believe that a little boy who is only in his early 4 years old can develop such a sensational medicine overnight. On the page of the special issue of big medicine, Xiao Zhouzhou suddenly transformed from the son of the famous entrepreneur Bo Yanchen and a genius game boy to a genius medical boy, and the whole world was in an uproar all of a sudden.

But Xiao Zhouzhou turned down many interviews and activities, and just stayed in the hospital all day, accompanying the former patient and the current little girl all the time.

Xiao Zhouzhou personally followed up the recovery of these two patients. If there was something wrong, he would study it all night, and then give a solution on the second day. After a week like this, the little girl’s condition At least half as good.

Jay Chou has appeared in everyone's eyes with a smile every day from the very beginning of despair. Although he may find it difficult to find a job in the future, what everyone sees now is just a kind father. After hearing his daughter's When there was the good news of hope of recovery, he showed a relieved smile.

But Xiao Zhouzhou didn't say anything. Although the whole hospital praised him and the whole world admitted that he was praising him, he did his duty to do what he should do every day. The recognition of the world is not important to him at all.

Every time Lu Qinghuan came to the hospital to visit Xiao Zhouzhou, he deliberately chose a time when Bo Yanchen would not bother, and she and Xiao Zhouzhou also maintained a good understanding. When Xiao Zhouzhou was developing drugs, Lu Qinghuan accompanied him. with.

Watching this little boy dispensing medicines to patients very familiarly, watching Xiao Zhouzhou walking in the corridor of the hospital in his own white coat, watching the smile on the patient's face when he saw Xiao Zhouzhou.

All of this made Lu Qinghuan feel that Bo Yanchen was saved, and made Lu Qinghuan feel that this mortal illness was no longer terminal.

Akiki walked into the office.

"Boss Wang is dead."

This is a short sentence, which made Bo Yanchen put down the pen in his hand. Seeing that Bo Yanchen coughed hard twice after hearing the news, Qiu Mu took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to him. go forward.

After coughing, the handkerchief was stained with traces of blood, Bo Yanchen pretended to leave the handkerchief with him, and said hoarsely, "This day will always come."

In the past, Bo Yanchen always felt that a person's life is very long, but since he got terminally ill, he suddenly changed. Seeing the time left by him is like an hourglass, slowly passing by, and many thoughts have also changed accordingly. .

"I heard that Mrs. Wang still can't accept this fact. Her assistants can only temporarily refrigerate Mr. Wang's body to prevent it from rotting."

Bo Yanchen nodded.

"This news should reach Lu Liang's ears soon. How is things going with Lu Liang?" Bo Yanchen coughed twice again, he is now a complete patient.

"According to your instructions, those few people have cooperated very well. He has at least 4 or 5 major projects in the company, and they are all domestic first-line theater movies. As for the money for those projects, it must be from Wang. That's from Madam."

"It's about the same time now. I have compiled all the activities of Lu Liang and those people in Mrs. Wang's company into evidence, and added the matter of Mrs. Wang's imprisonment of Mr. Wang. Oh, by the way, I hired an assassin in the hospital to go The mastermind behind the assassination of my youngest son should also be Mrs. Wang, right?"

The second half of Bo Yanchen's sentence obviously has bad intentions, but it is also a long-planned plan.

"You clearly know that Mrs. Wang did not do it..."

Qiu Mu defended in a low voice.

"The killer is dead now. He fell from such a high place. Even if he could run past it, he probably wouldn't live long. The spruce is also dead. What is this called death without testimony, right? Then I will arrange one from me." Wouldn't it be perfect for a person to be that killer back then?"

If you want to kill Mrs. Wang with one blow, you must cut the knife at the vital point.

Even if Mrs. Wang hadn't done anything like hiring a killer to assassinate others, and had done all kinds of bad things over the years, Bo Yanchen didn't wrong her.

"Collating this evidence will take some time."

Some of these evidences have been around for a long time, and some need to find someone now, and it may not be possible to sort them out within a few days.

"I know, I can't continue to work in this body now, and...it's time to tell her, you go and sort out the evidence first."

After finishing all this, Bo Yanchen slowly turned off the computer in front of him, and there were familiar footsteps and the familiar smell of food in the corridor.

"Did you expect me to come here so early at noon today?"

Seeing Bao Yanchen lose weight day by day, Lu Qinghuan wished he could prepare lunch for him at 10:00 in the morning, wished that Bo Yanchen could eat 10 meals a day, as long as he could get a little fatter.

However, Bao Yanchen is still unstoppably losing weight every day.

"What are you having for lunch today?"

Bo Yanchen stood up and staggered, but was fortunately supported by Qiu Mu.

"It's porridge with preserved egg and lean meat at noon today, and Qiu Mu is here, so let's stay and eat together. I just made a big, big portion."

Lu Qinghuan put the huge lunch box in his hand on the coffee table, and took out three small bowls from a very narrow cabinet. Originally, Qiu Mu wanted to refuse, but Lu Qinghuan had already filled the porridge into the bowls. He was too embarrassed to refuse.

So the two people who were at the desk slowly moved to the sofa where Lu Qinghuan was eating.

"After this meal, let's go downstairs and memorize the scripts together. After memorizing all the scripts, we will start shooting tomorrow." Bo Yanchen coughed lightly.

"Then you don't work tomorrow? Don't you go to work the day after tomorrow?" Lu Qinghuan made a face to Bo Yanchen, expressing that he didn't believe it.

"I promised you at the beginning, finish the work as soon as possible, and then take good care of your body. Now that all the work has been done, just let the assistant do the rest of the small things. I will concentrate on accompanying you."

If Bo Yanchen was still healthy now, Lu Qinghuan would even cry out on the spot, but now she couldn't cry at all, even if she was more moved than if Bo Yanchen was not sick.

Because Bo Yanchen knew that he was exhausted and was still willing to be by her side in the last time of his life.