High-IQ chaebol: begging for a hug in the arms of a black belly

After reading the blood test report, combined with the results of the internal medicine outpatient doctor's hand examination, it was proved that Xia Tingyu's high fever was caused by inflammation of the tonsils.

Shen Bolun brought the water and medicine prescribed by the shelf and his colleagues to the lounge.

Shen Bocheng guarded the sleeping Xia Tingyu, then looked at the big bag of medicine in Shen Bocheng's hand, and asked, "What's the matter, do you still need to draw water?"

"Well, the white blood cells are high, and it will be slow to take the medicine. It's better to just take the anti-inflammatory potion directly, and it will be better and less painful." Shen Bolun said while fiddling with the shelf, and hung up the bottles of medicine.

"Hey, blame me for being too impatient." Shen Bocheng seemed to be talking to himself, with an expression of remorse that could not be concealed.

"Why do you say that?" Shen Bolun asked.

Shen Bocheng sighed, picked up Xia Tingyu's hand and hugged it into his palm, and then pressed it to his forehead, as if confessing: "It's all my fault, I was too anxious to meet Grandpa Xia's standard as soon as possible."

Shen Bolun was still busy, but his brain quickly analyzed the whole story, he pretended to be indifferent and asked again: "Xiaoyu doesn't know that you know his grandfather, does he?"

"Well... Grandpa Xia asked me to train him to be his successor."

After hearing this, Shen Bolun immediately understood that Shen Bocheng was working for Xia Tingyu's grandfather, one was for the future of his grandson, and the other was emotionally involved.

I just don't know if this counts as embarrassment?

"You do this, if Xiaoyu finds out, will he..." Shen Bolun didn't continue.

Shen Bocheng sighed rather distressed, and said: "Hey... I don't know either! I can only try to make him like me more, and when the incident happens, it will be easier for me to get forgiven."

"You're too risky, why don't you just say it outright?" Shen Bolun asked.

"Riding a tiger is difficult. If I give up halfway now, Xiaoyu will easily lose his faith. In this way, all my previous efforts will be in vain. The most important thing is that I am not completely sure how much Xiaoyu cannot do without me. If I let him go home, I'm afraid..."

"Afraid that he will leave you?" Shen Bolun thought, it turns out that their relationship is not as indestructible as it seems.

"He won't leave me!" Shen Bocheng said decisively, and then he slumped his tense shoulders like a deflated ball, "I must get the affirmation of Grandpa Xia. Besides, I like my life now , I need Xiaoyu to be by my side all the time."

It turns out that Shen Bocheng is the one who is really insecure in the relationship!

Having said that, Shen Bolun made a shush gesture to his younger brother, "Hold Xiaoyu's hand!"

Shen Bocheng nodded, stopped talking, and only firmly pressed Xia Tingyu's hand while he was sleeping.

Xia Tingyu woke up humming when the rubber band bound his arm and slapped his blood vessels.

Shen Bocheng was very aware of the problem of humming whenever he felt uncomfortable, he habitually coaxed softly: "Xiaoyu, be good, don't move, my brother is fetching water for you, it will be fine in a while."

Xia Tingyu, who hadn't opened his eyes yet, hummed with no strength at all, and then fell asleep again.

"For about two hours, you stay here with him first, and I'll go to work. I need to change the medicine bottle later, and is there any problem with pulling out the needle?" Shen Bolun followed the doctor's instructions in detail.

"It's all right, go get busy, and I'll call you when the meeting is over."

In the past, when they were at home, their mother often fell ill, so they all had the most basic medical knowledge.

This time, under the meticulous care of Shen Bocheng, the minor ailment lasted for a week, and he had to go to the hospital for three consecutive days to hang himself on anti-inflammatory potions before he gradually got better.

Xia Tingyu insisted on going to work in the company the next day, and always maintained the state of not yelling that he was uncomfortable outside, but immediately collapsed when he returned home.

Facing the delicate little things, Shen Bocheng could only extend his thumbs sincerely to praise: Xia Tingyu looks weak, but in fact he is a group of young ones.

What a steel baby!

Even though people are so uncomfortable that they can't speak, and walking seems to be fluttering, but the work has not slowed down at all, and we insist on publicity and planning.

Xia Tingyu was at a department meeting, and his voice was weak, so he used the computer screen to type.

In Shen Bocheng's eyes, these are both distressing and gratifying.

After all, judging from this progress, Xia Tingyu can basically follow him to discuss other big business after handling this project.

At that time, as long as the new energy project of the Xia Group is linked, Xia Tingyu will be able to go home in a legitimate way.

From the current point of view, Shen Bocheng is like a contradictory body in human form. He not only wants Xia Tingyu to slow down his schedule, but also wants to quickly show the world how good the good brother he brought out is.

After thinking about it, he finally figured it out.

It's useless to entangle, he has no way to back down on the road of accelerating Xia Tingyu's growth, so he can only face all possible facts calmly.

He believed in Xia Tingyu, and more importantly, believed that their relationship would not burst like a bubble.

Now that a button has been dropped, once the time is right, he will take the initiative to tear off his vest and be honest with the other party.

As for the consequences...

Shen Bocheng thought that he could also imitate Xia Tingyu.

cry……

His good brother is kind, kind, and understanding. I believe that I can influence him until I forgive myself.

Shimao Avenue, Haishi, in PINTY Bar, laser lights flickered crazily, shining on a group of swaying young men and women, emitting a strange light.

In the booth closest to the stage, Hou Cheng and Dali were halfway back in their chairs, waiting boredly for the arrival of other friends.

"Damn it, where did all these bastards die? It was agreed to arrive at ten o'clock, why haven't I seen anyone yet?" Hou Cheng lit a cigarette and cursed.

"Who the hell knows! Alright, open the bottle of wine first, and call the two girls over." Dali said and snapped his fingers to the waiter standing behind him.

The waiter hurriedly leaned over respectfully: "Young Master Hu, what do you need?"

PINTY is a well-known high-end bar in this city. The minimum consumption of a booth is 4000+, and the minimum consumption of each table closest to the stage is over [-].

Hou Cheng and Dali, the princelings, are frequent visitors here, and the waiters are more excited to see them than their own fathers, but those who can take their turn to serve their table will earn several thousand dollars that night.

"Open a bottle of wine, just drink what you usually drink, and then go to the back and call the two energetic girls."

Dali, whose real name is Hu Dali, since Xia Tingyu yelled that a long time ago, all the friends in the circle have yelled it.

"Damn it, forget it, call one, I don't want it, I want to be quiet and quiet today." Hou Cheng exhaled a smoke ring and waved to the waiter.

"Okay, Young Master Hou!"

"Go down!"

After the waiter left, he moved his butt vigorously, leaned close to Hou Cheng, whispered in his ear with a teasing smirk, "Damn it, did you really switch sex for a girl?"

"Get out!" Hou Cheng got up and stubbed out the cigarette, and roared angrily.

"What's the matter? Did the little star get mad at you again?" Seeing the man's dejected expression, Dali guessed very closely.