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

Upstairs there was the sound of children playing with cannons. It was not like when fireworks and firecrackers were allowed to be set off in the past. The whole yard was covered with red debris. Everyone is pulling their necks and shouting.

Nowadays, it is not easy to hear one or two crisp sounds occasionally.

Under the quiet atmosphere in the room, Shen Bocheng's cell phone rang.

It was Shen Bolun, "Hey, brother!"

"Bocheng...is he busy?" Shen Bolun's voice was hoarse and tired.

Shen Bocheng was startled, and hurriedly asked: "Brother, what's wrong with you, are you sick?"

"Well...it's nothing, maybe I'm too tired and have a fever."

"Are you still at work?" Shen Bocheng always knew that Shen Bolun was a workaholic, he would not eat, drink or sleep when he was busy, as if his body was made of steel.This time it's all right, finally tired and sick!

In fact, he just called Shen Bolun yesterday, and originally made an appointment to have dinner together today, but it seems that he can go and cook him a sick meal.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Tingyu asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

"Grandpa Xia, Xiaoyu, my brother is sick and still at work, I have to pick him up."

Shen Bocheng actually wanted to be with Xia Tingyu very much, afraid that the child would be nervous, but then he thought about what he was doing with his grandpa here, and his brother really needed his care.

"Bocheng, go quickly, and call back anytime if necessary." Xia Guochang then added: "Oh, by the way, your grandpa is downstairs. We will take Xiaoyu back to our house later. Are you busy?" When it's over, go straight over."

"Okay, Grandpa Xia, then you can chat with Xiaoyu for a while, and you can go back directly later, and I'll go find you when it's done." Shen Bocheng was ready to go out a little impatiently.

"Why is brother doctor sick... Take good care of him!" Xia Tingyu hurriedly got up to help Shen Bocheng prepare things.

"Doctors are human too..." Shen Bocheng habitually said to Xia Tingyu while getting dressed, "Xiaoyu, go and get my cigarettes and wallet."

"Oh!" Xia Tingyu obediently put his mobile phone keys, wallet and cigarettes into Shen Bocheng's handbag, looking very much like a virtuous little daughter-in-law.

Xia Guochang looked at these two equally handsome and upright young men without saying a word, tasted them carefully, and actually tasted something inside.

But he thought again, after all they lived together for such a long time, isn't it normal to have a tacit understanding!

"Grandpa Xia, then I'll go first." Shen Bocheng bowed down to Xia Guochang respectfully, turned his back again, made a kissing expression at Xia Tingyu from an angle that the old man could not see, and then quickly walked out of the room.

Anxiously pressing the elevator, waiting left and right, he turned around and ran down the fire exit.

The top floor reached the first floor, the 22nd floor, and he rushed out in just over a minute.

Inside the red flag car, Shen Tianhua was waiting anxiously, wondering if it was the intention of Lao Xiatou, when he saw Shen Bocheng running out in a down jacket in a hurry.

"Hey... Where are you running, who is chasing you?" Shen Tianhua rolled down the car window and shouted to the outside.

Shen Bocheng almost fell down when he yelled, he stabilized his body and looked in the direction of the voice...

"I have something to go out for a while, you go up, put on a mask and hat, no one will recognize you!" Shen Bocheng said.

"I asked where you were going, why do you care if I can't get up?" Shen Tianhua curled his lips, as if he was about to spit on him.

Shen Bocheng didn't know the truth, so he hid himself and said, "My brother has a fever, I'll go to work to pick him up."

"Why is this child sick during Chinese New Year? Then go quickly and take good care of him." Shen Tianhua didn't say anything when he heard that Shen Bolun was ill.

"Then I'll go first. Grandpa Xia said to go to his house later, so I'll go straight there when I come back!" Shen Bocheng naturally felt that wherever Xia Tingyu was, he should be there.

"Don't you have a home? Posting in such a hurry, can't you just say you're going back to our home? Huh? You wolf-hearted white-eyed wolf..." Shen Tianhua said disdainfully.

"Oh... Keep your voice down, you're not afraid of being heard!" Shen Bocheng kindly reminded.

"If you hear it, you can hear it, you brat, who are you scaring?" Shen Tianhua thought for a moment, this place in broad daylight is really not suitable for high-profile activities, otherwise he could also walk upstairs swaggeringly like old Xia Tou.

"Let's go... You can go back to their house with Grandpa Xia! Or you will be alone!" Shen Bocheng's kind words actually had side effects.

"Bah... Who is lonely? Who do you think is lonely, you brat." Shen Tianhua thought that he had agreed with Old Xia tou to go to Xia's house today and his place tomorrow.

But how could this little turtle mean that the Xia family took pity on him and kindly took him in when he said it.

"That's right, calm down, you're not alone, you have many grandchildren, three of you! Isn't that right, we'll go to our house to have fun, okay?"

Shen Bocheng heard from Shen Tianhua that he was going to wait for Xia Tingyu to go home, and after the press conference, he would also disclose his identity.

Moreover, the matter of the house that was mentioned that time has also been settled. In less than three months, even the decoration and the transfer of ownership have been completed, and they are waiting for Shen Tianhua to make it public with great fanfare.

Shen Bocheng drove all the way to Shen Bolun's lounge, and the man had already hanged himself.A pretty young nurse beside him was staying beside him with all his heart.

"Brother... How are you?" Shen Bocheng didn't even knock on the door, he just pushed the door open and walked in.

"Sorry to disturb you during the festival." Shen Bolun's face was pale, his voice was hoarse as if he had swallowed dirt, and the person who was half leaning on the pillow hurriedly got up and sat upright.

"What are you talking about, brother, are you sick and confused, why don't you thank me!" Shen Bocheng sat on the edge of the bed, and helped Shen Bolun to lean him on the pillow, "Don't move around, be careful rolling the needle."

"Who gave you the needle?" Shen Bocheng asked knowingly, and then looked at the girl wearing a mask, who could tell that she was good-looking just by her eyes.

"Oh, this is my colleague, Xiaoxin! Thanks to her for taking care of me..." Shen Bolun pointed to the girl beside him, and said to Shen Bocheng.

"Doctor Shen...don't be so polite, this is what I should do." The girl replied sweetly.

"Thank you!" Whenever Shen Bocheng faced people other than his relatives and Xia Tingyu, he always cherished words like gold.

After thinking for a while, he asked again: "What's wrong with my brother? Why is he suddenly so sick?"

"Oh...it's like this. Isn't it just in time for the Chinese New Year? Many colleagues have family affairs and ask for leave. There are few doctors on duty, and there is a wave of flu virus, so there are more jobs. Dr. Shen said he was fine, so he rushed to the office. I want to work overtime for others, isn't that, I'm exhausting myself!"

The little girl chattered like popping beans, and Shen Bolun raised his hand several times to interrupt but was ignored.

"You are Dr. Shen's younger brother. You should persuade him more often. Don't always foolishly grab other people's work. Also, it's the same at work. Dr. Shen rushes to pick up patients who people don't like to pick up.

Sometimes an operation lasts for 7 or 8 hours, and you don't know it. Once, Dr. Shen fainted from exhaustion, but was fed some glucose by his colleagues to get up and continue working. "

"Ahem... Xiaoxin, stop talking! Cough..." Shen Bolun coughed anxiously while talking.

"Doctor Shen, don't get excited, I won't say anything, just wait a while and I'll get you some warm water." Xiaoxin looked warm-hearted