As the saying goes: "Illness comes like a mountain, and it goes like a thread." Zhanzhan fell ill this time, and after more than half a month of drip medicine, he still hasn't fully recovered.

On this day, Lu Qing took his son to a traditional Chinese medicine hospital recommended by the client, intending to show his son. The old Chinese doctor squinted his eyes to check the child's pulse, took the pulse, took the form and wrote the prescription, and handed it to Lu Qing Qing: "Go grab the medicine first, and I'll give the child acupuncture."

Lu Qing has no doubts about him, after all, he is a highly respected old Chinese doctor.Said gently to Lu Zhan who was holding on to his clothes, "Dad is going to get you some medicine. You obediently listen to grandpa. Dad will be back soon."

But when Lu Qing came back, everyone in the infirmary was gone, including his son.

With trembling hands, Lu Qing took out his mobile phone, first called the police, and then frantically searched for someone in this traditional Chinese medicine hospital.Searching room by room, he has lost his composure, he doesn't care about anything, except Lu Zhan.

His crazy behavior naturally attracted the attention of the hospital security, and when he was pinned in the corner, "Sir, you have disturbed the order of the hospital, please leave."

Lu Qing's clothes were soaked with sweat, Lu Qing knew that he was careless, in the eyes of the Hu family, he was just an ant, who could be crushed to death at any time.

"I'm looking for your dean," the security guard picked him up and threw him out of the hospital: "Can anyone see the dean?"

Lu Qing seemed to have returned to his childhood, embarrassed and incompetent.

Lu Qing forced himself to calm down and called Wan Xingyi, but unfortunately Wan Xingyi's phone was answered by his assistant, who told him that Mr. Wan was holding a shareholder meeting, and he would call him back after the meeting.

An hour passed, and still no police came, Lu Qing smiled self-deprecatingly.At this moment, I can only ask him for help, why bother?At that time, he had worked so hard to become independent, but in the end he had to throw himself into the trap.

But his vision couldn't wait, Lu Qing flew back to the north without hesitation, the familiar door was still tightly closed, the brothers on both sides saw him, "Third young master, is that you?"

Lu Qing didn't have time to catch up with them: "Is godfather at home?"

"Third young master, wait." The little brother took the phone and finished reporting: "Captain He let you in."

Lu Qing nodded to them, quickly entered the gate, and ran to the front yard through the rockery fountain.

In the main hall of the front yard, he was really not in the mood to observe whether his godfather was getting old or thinner. Whenever he saw someone, he had to kneel down and shouted in a low voice: "Godfather!"

He is in a hurry, but Mr. Zhou is not in a hurry.He stared at him sharply for a while. This son is really getting longer and more delicate, and he said with a little teasing: "Hey! Why is my third son back?"

Lu Qing knelt down and kowtowed to him: "Godfather, save my son first."

Master Zhou stood up tall and tall, and kicked Lu Qing to the door with one kick.

Lu Qing stopped breathing for a minute, "cough..." slowly sat up, then knelt down again

Master Zhou walked over slowly, pinched Lu Qing's chin and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Among you brothers, I value you the most, and you are the only one who knows how to praise you the most."

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