Flash marriage on the plane, Mr. Li spoiled her so sweetly

Father Bo held the phone, his knuckles white, and said indifferently: "Let's do it another day. I have to go to an emergency meeting and don't have time!"

After he finished speaking, he quickly hung up the phone.

Mrs. Bo felt helpless as she listened to the busy tone on the other end. Perhaps she had expected this to happen when he left home in the morning. Now that he had taken over the company again, there were many things that needed to be further adjusted.

"President, the vice president can host the next meeting. If your wife needs the president, you can go over." The secretary reminded considerately in the office.

Father Bo glanced at the young secretary gloomily and said, "When you shouldn't talk, shut up."

Frightened by the domineering look, the secretary lowered his head in dismay, not daring to breathe.

Bo's father asked: "Have you had any business trips recently?"

The secretary replied in a trembling voice: "No."

"Book a flight to Blue City. I want to go check out the companies I acquired before."

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Mrs. Bo couldn't wait for Bo's father, so she made a pot of pork ribs soup and took it to the hospital to visit her son.

Upon learning that his parents were going to divorce today but failed, Boyi Yang instantly realized that his father did not really want a divorce, but his mother took it seriously.

Given my father's personality, if he really wanted a divorce, when would the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau be opened?

"Mom, why don't you stay in a nearby property for a few days." He felt that his mother would not be happy if he had to face his father's sour face when he returned home.

"I'll listen to you." Mrs. Bo accepted her son's advice.

She had nothing to do and sat in the ward for too long, so Boyi Yang drove her out and told her to go for a walk outside and buy a bunch of flowers.

Mrs. Bo looked at the bright sun outside and didn't want to go out. "Son, you have to be a filial child."

"Mom, I want to smell the flowers." He was not good at chatting, and his mother would only be bored if she stayed here, so it would be better for her to go out for a walk.

Mrs. Bo had no choice but to go out.

I went to the flower shop next door and bought a bouquet of carnations.

On her way back, she passed a ward filled with crying sounds and couldn't help but stop.

In the ward, a couple was crying loudly while holding their young daughter.

The little girl looked about eight or nine years old. She was held by her parents with red eyes and a knitted hat on her head.

From her pale face, one can probably guess that the girl is sick.

Mrs. Bo stopped the nurse who came out and asked, "What's wrong with that child?"

"Lymphoma, stage three. My family has no money left and can't afford treatment."

Mrs. Bo's eyes flickered slightly: "It can still be treated, right?"

"It can be cured and can extend life as much as possible."

"Then get treatment. I'll pay for the medical expenses."

Hearing this, the nurse looked at Mrs. Bo in shock, her face full of disbelief.

Mrs. Bo smiled and said, "Just think of it as me trying to do good. I also had cancer and I discovered it early."

"The child is still so young and has unlimited potential. We shouldn't give up on him just like that."

"Yes, but that's the reality. Her parents are just two of the millions of ordinary people. The three of them are registered in rural areas. The father works on a construction site and hasn't received last year's wages yet. The mother works in a convenience store and makes 3,000 yuan a month. She's pregnant."

Mrs. Bo was horrified; their situation was more difficult than she had thought.

"Take me to pay the money. I will be responsible for all their expenses in the hospital."

"Okay." The nurse looked at Mrs. Bo with slightly moist eyes.

After paying the money, Mrs. Bo did not leave in a hurry. Instead, she sat down and asked the doctor for some information about cancer. She wanted to learn more about it, and gradually, she forgot about time.

When Qin Ziqing came to the hospital to see Boyi Yang, Boyi Yang couldn't help but ask her to find someone.

Qin Ziqing scolded him speechlessly: "I really don't know what you are thinking. Your mother is like this now, and you actually let her go out alone!"

Bo Yiyang heard the hidden meaning and frowned: "What do you mean by that? What happened to my mother?"