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The housekeeper took the child in, and the two father and son stood on the driveway and chatted about family affairs.

"How long will you be back this time?"

"I sent the child here on a special trip, and I have to go back to the headquarters at night." The engine of the Audi Q7 was still running, waiting to take the young master to the next flight.Qi Yecheng glanced in the direction where the child was being carried in, and said, "I got the grandson you want safely, and tell mom not to urge me to get married again."

Mr. Qi smiled.He is almost 70 years old. After Qi Yesheng graduated from university, he stepped down from his position as the head of the consortium and handed over all the burdens to his proud son. Very hale and hearty.

He knows that his son is capable, firm, intelligent, ambitious and resourceful, and he is not far behind in almost everything. He has flourished in the mall these years, even better than him.The only shortcoming is that at the age of 30, he is still a diamond king and the fifth child. There are only beautiful women coming and going around him, and the luck is constant, but he does not see the rightful owner home.

Qi Yecheng's mother was even more anxious than him. The rich wife had nothing else to do except beauty treatment and gossip with other rich wives in high society salons, so all she could do was to find a partner for her son.She blew pillow wind in her husband's ear day and night, which annoyed Mr. Qi very much.

The two fathers and sons made an agreement in private that as long as Qi Yesheng could bring back a child related to the Qi family, it doesn't matter whether it's robbing, buying or being in love with each other.

In the eyes of the two father and son of the Qi family, a man's marriage is just to continue the offspring, and everything will be fine if there are offspring, and there is no need to be bound by marriage.

Mr. Qi patted his son on the shoulder and said with a sigh: "I think back then, I also made a mistake and hated it through the ages. I was forced by my family to compromise and marry your mother... I am as lively as you, and I can have a child casually." It's great to have a good relationship, so I won't make a mistake for the rest of my life~~~~"

Qi Yecheng didn't take it seriously: "What's the use of talking about it now. I'm not like you, I have no interest and no time to find someone to tie myself up."

Mr. Qi sighed again, and finally asked if the child had a name.Qi Yecheng shook his head: "My task ends here, I leave the name to you and my mother."

His father was waiting for this sentence, and he took out the prepared list with great interest, and pointed it to his son: "Choose one of the three."

Qi Yecheng looked at the three sour names over and over again, thinking that his father, a businessman covered in copper stink, chose such an elegant name, and goose bumps almost fell off his whole body.

"Do I have to choose one of them?" Can't it be called Qi Xiaobao, Qi Xiaoguai, Qi Maimai and other simple names?

"My mother and I have gone to the eminent monks for advice. Only these names are suitable for our Qi family. At the same time, they also have the effect of spreading branches and leaves, and bless our Qi family to prosper."

Qi Yecheng wanted to turn the corner of his mouth up and twitch again: the branches are still blooming, the population is thriving, could it be that the old man thought he would spend another few million to buy one?No matter how rich he is, he is not so defeated. Is it easy for him to manage such a large group.

He casually pointed to the name in the middle and said, "Then this is it, Qi Nianqing."

His father was a little surprised that his son didn't choose the other two more grand-sounding names.

"Nian Qing? Which 'Qing' did you read?"

Don't be wary of the old man's sudden question, Qi Yecheng's pale, embarrassed and handsome face appeared in front of Qi Yecheng's eyes, so fast that he couldn't react in time.

Qi Yecheng subconsciously frowned.

He flew so far away from that small city, why did he still remember Ruan Xiaoling's face so deeply?Even if it was the woman he slept with, when she woke up the next morning, she forgot all her name and surname!

"How do I know which Qing I'm pronouncing? Dad, you took the name." Qi Yecheng said stiffly, Qi Yecheng didn't know whether he was angry with himself or his dad, turned around and walked towards the car.

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In a city thousands of miles away, Ruan Xiaoling fed his brother medicine, helped him to lie down, and then began to beat his lower back out of inertia.

Ruan Ji, who was lying on the bed, hadn't fallen asleep yet, looked at his younger brother's face that had become much thinner after not seeing him for a few days, and asked softly, "Xiao Ling, is your operation done? Are there any sequelae?"

Startled, Ruan Xiaoling withdrew his hand from behind his waist, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, brother don't worry."

He also kept the matter of giving birth to Qi Yecheng as a surrogate from his brother.

Ruan Ji's old illness relapsed more than nine months ago, and he fell into a coma. After finally being rescued, he saw Ruan Xiaoling in front of the hospital bed with tears on his face, haggard, and seemed to be weaker than him.Knowing that the family has no money, Ruan Ji struggled to go home, but was held down by his younger brother, saying that he had already raised enough money and asked him to rest in the hospital with peace of mind.

Although he wanted to ask clearly, Ruan Ji really didn't have the energy to ask where the money came from.His physical condition was up and down, and he was lethargic most of the time, and he seldom had a few words with his brother.

He could only notice a very strange phenomenon: whenever he woke up from his lethargy and saw his younger brother again, he would have the illusion that his younger brother's belly was growing day by day.

Ruan Xiaoling tried his best to conceal the fact that he was pregnant, he wore bulky clothes to cover his figure, and whenever he got sick, he would secretly retch behind his back.When the belly was so big that I couldn't hide it anymore, I just lied that I was sick, and it was abdominal edema.

"Your body is more important. Brother is a person who won't live long anyway. If you still have money at home, you can use it for medical treatment first..." Ruan Ji weakly suggested.

Ruan Xiaoling rushed forward to cover his mouth, tears streaming down his face: "Don't say that, as long as Xiaoling is alive, nothing will happen to my brother!"

"Then your illness..." Ruan Ji looked at his swollen belly, and was startled that something seemed to be moving inside.

Ruan Xiaoling bit her lip, and turned her body awkwardly to prevent her brother from staring at her stomach.

"I, I made an appointment with a private hospital. In half a month, my child... a small operation will solve everything."

Ruan Ji clearly remembered the unusual blush on Ruan Xiaoling's face, he knew that his younger brother must have something to hide from him.

But he was powerless.Always lying on the bed like a useless person, not to mention dragging down my brother, and being unable to share any wind and rain for my brother... I really want to die, it's over once and for all!

"Brother," Ruan Xiaoling, who could see what he was thinking, stroked his cheek, and said softly, "Brother, don't think wildly, Xiaoling was raised by his brother, now is the time to repay his kindness."

"But……"

"Shh, don't worry about it," the younger brother coaxed him, "The doctor said that after this course of treatment, you can be discharged from the hospital, and Xiao Ling will take you home."

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The scene at that time was vivid in my mind, and Xiao Ling, who had an abrupt big belly, could still hear every conversation he had with him.

Aunt Wang took care of him for a few days, and when Xiao Ling reappeared at home, the weird stomach finally flattened.

Ruan Ji saw that Xiaoling was unconsciously touching his stomach and beating his back for the past few days, and vaguely felt that that kind of "disease" might not be as simple as his younger brother's understatement.

But Xiao Ling never mentioned it, as if he was determined to forget it, and Ruan Ji didn't want to touch his wound.

The two brothers chatted for a few more words, and suddenly they heard someone knocking on the door lightly.

"Aunt Wang?" Aunt Wang mentioned in the morning that she would cook some light dishes for them in the evening.

Ruan Xiaoling opened the door and saw Sheng Yuntong standing outside the door with a smile, holding a few packets of traditional Chinese medicine tightly tied with white thread.

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Remnant Fengmei 9 (Strong attack and weak subject, surrogate childbirth)

Can Fengmei 9

The traditional Chinese medicines brought by Sheng Juntong are all extremely rare and precious medicinal materials. Although Ruan Xiaoling has no actual clinical experience, he still has the knowledge to identify the properties of medicinal materials. Seeing the rare Chinese medicine, I was so scared that I refused again and again.

"Dean Sheng, I, I cannot accept such an expensive gift from you..."

Any one is top-quality ginseng, even if he sells himself for a year, he can't raise the money to buy it!

He blocked the door, not daring to vent his breath, and he refused to let Sheng Yuntong in.

Sheng Yun smiled with Tong Xiao, gently pushed aside the thin body of the young man, and walked past him to the kitchen: "Where is the pot for boiling Chinese medicine?"

Seeing the medicine jar next to the stove, Sheng Yuntong poured out the remaining medicine liquid inside, and then took the jar to rinse under the faucet.After confirming that there were no more medicinal residues, he put some of the medicines he had brought into it, and added water.

Ruan Xiaoling followed him from the door into the kitchen in a daze, watching him dispense medicine, fire, and adjust the firepower as if he was in nowhere.

"All right."

Seeing the fragrance of the medicine slowly wafting out of the pot, Sheng Yuntong clapped his hands in satisfaction, turned around, pointed to the pile of medicine left on the stove and said to Ruan Xiaoling: "These medicines are very effective in preventing your brother's relapse. It’s effective, three courses of treatment, it can be taken for half a year.” Slightly smiled and said: “I’ll make it up for you after the drink is finished.”

Ruan Xiaoling's fair face turned red: "President Sheng, you are too kind to us..."

Sheng Yun Tong Hanxiao stared at the boy's flustered and watery eyes, wondering why this boy blushed so easily?The blushing appearance is extraordinarily cute, like a pure and innocent little white rabbit.

He stretched out his hand to touch the boy's head: "You are from our hospital. As the dean, you should care more about the people under your hand."

"But..." Those medicines are very expensive, and they cost a lot of money to buy in pharmacies.

The boy's hair was soft and fragrant, and it felt great to the touch. Sheng Yuntong desperately restrained the strange urge to pull him into his arms.

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