The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group's Favorite Boss Chapter 169

Chapter 169 Unusual Diseases

living room.

Tang Chuang held the small dumpling with one hand.

After listening to Xiao Tuanzi's words, he naturally pushed the work to his eldest son who had already gone to the company, and asked for a good leave for himself.

"The car is already getting ready."

The little dumpling sitting in Dad's arms nodded, hugged Dad's neck, and was about to say something.

Tang Chuang stuffed a mouthful of porridge into his mouth.

The little dumpling's cheeks bulged, and the big cat pupils were round, trying to swallow the porridge.

"You have to have breakfast before you can go."

"Today I'm going to wear that white flowery hat."

The little dumpling nodded obediently, and made his appeal while his father was feeding.

Tang Chuang muttered at the thought of this.

Rong Qing, since he found out that the little dumpling likes the hats he made, he will send a hat every once in a while.

I don't know where he has so much spare time, and it's not the same.

He has done enough for the little animals.

Now I'm starting to make a plant style. This time the little dumpling likes a white lily-of-the-valley flower hat. It's nothing different. It wears a snow-white pom-pom, but there are pieces extending from both sides of the brim that can protect the ears. Cloth with a lily-of-the-valley-style decoration made of wool down the bottom.

Although Tang Chuang couldn't do it, he felt very sad when he saw his baby thinking about these hats all day long, but he had to admit that this kid from the Rong family was really good at aesthetics. Once the hats he sent were put on, in winter, Cute multipliers.

Tang Chuang thought, and it was too sour, so he stuffed the small spoon with the porridge into Tang Jin's mouth.

Fan Xun and Tang Micheng finished breakfast at this time.

The little dumpling has waved his little hands to say goodbye to the two older brothers.

The fleshy little fat man was quite used to it. He carried his schoolbag and said casually: "I made an appointment with my classmates in the game hall at night. There is a family of preserved fruits there that is delicious, there should be apricots."

Watching Xiao Tuanzi's eyes lit up with satisfaction, his gesture of waving at him was more attentive, in sharp contrast to Fan Xun next to him.

Tang Micheng is satisfied.

reached out and poked the thoughtful Fan Xun.

"Go, go to school."

The car was parked at the entrance of the Rong Family Courtyard.

Tang Chuang got off the car with the small group in his arms.

The little milk dumpling was originally a little squeamish to the people she knew in private, but now she was spoiled by her father as a petite bag. She was wearing a mask on her white face, and the white mask was painted with cat whiskers. Like a lily of the valley kitten.

It snowed again in the middle of the night last night. The small pond outside Rong's house was covered with a thin layer of ice, and the railings were covered with snow.

The water under this small pond is very deep, and the chubby koi are not affected by the temperature except that the swimming water level is lower. brain.

Just shivered from the freezing water on the upper layer, and before he could dive, he saw the little dumpling held by his father, and when he was excited, he would break the ice and make a beautiful carp jump.

Let her see the techniques that she has been practicing for a long time.

Then he was pressed downstream by the golden koi.

Even the koi jumping, you will become a frozen fish when you go up, you silly!

Tang Jin only saw a red and white fat koi that was dizzy and was photographed back underwater by a tail of a golden koi.

I guess it's freezing enough.

Tang Jin's big cat pupil blinked.

Thinking of the lingering lingering with the quilt in the morning.

The little milk dumpling touched his chin.

"It's really spirited."

Rong Yinghui was already waiting at the entrance of the small courtyard, his expression still a little anxious.

Mr. Rong also tossed for most of the night yesterday. He needed to take care of himself, and he felt uncomfortable again in the morning, so he was sent back to rest.

But now Rong Qing's high fever has not subsided, and this high fever is too strange.

People are still in a daze, and all kinds of medicines have been used. Logically speaking, if these medicines continue, no matter how bad the disease is, the high fever should be relieved under the suppression of medicines.

But the temperature has been at thirty-nine degrees without moving.

Rong Yinghui felt that something was wrong. Early in the morning, Tang Jin was about to wake up, so he hurriedly sent a message to Tang Jin.

The little boy on the bed lost his indifferent indifference. The high fever dyed his cold white skin a light red, and the crimson lips had just been wiped with some water, and they were shiny and shiny.

Even though he was wearing black silk pajamas and his breathing was a little short, he still carried the calmness of a gentleman during the Republic of China.

Even being sick feels different from others.

Tang Jin took a careful look.

The action is a little bit.

"Shangen was dyed gray light on his birthday, as if he was hit by something. It is indeed not an ordinary illness."

She motioned her father to put herself down, and walked to the bed calmly, holding her little yellow cloth bag in her arms.

Rong Yinghui only looked at the other party's back, and his heart was already relieved a lot.

Rong Qing was still stupefied, and at this moment there was a juvenile childishness on his face.

Tang Jin has walked around the bed twice.

"Shouldn't be."

She frowned slightly.

"The feng shui in the house is very good, and there is no chance for other people to do anything. My little brother is still wearing a pendant made by Jinjin. What can collide with my brother like this?"

There were no flaws in the house for a while.

Little milk dumplings are like guarding a golden mountain that cannot be mined.

In the end, Tang Jin's gaze fell on Rong Qing's face carefully.

After a while, she raised her head and looked at Rong Yinghui.

"Has there been any important cooperation between the Rong family recently? The weak financial situation is a sign of changes."

"There have been a lot of collaborations recently—"

Rong Yinghui frowned and thought about it carefully.

"But speaking of important cooperation, it seems that there is one, with the real estate of Rojia."

Outside the Rong family mansion.

A car stopped at the door.

Two people got on and off the car.

One of them was wearing a famous brand, with red hair dyed in a flamboyant manner, with ear studs on his ears, and stared at the gate of Rong's house for a while.

"It's really splendid, it's no wonder the few people in the Rong family fought so hard."

In contrast, the other person was much more quiet and low-key, with only a polite smile on the corners of his lips.

"Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master"

The assistant who was in charge of driving had already parked the car and walked over to the two of them.

"walk into."

The red-haired youth spoke loosely.

The housekeeper has received news of the visit, and led a few people to the living room.

"There's no need to be so polite. Originally, I heard that Mr. Rong was ill, so I came to visit him specially."

The quiet and low-key young man spoke gently.

"Hypocrisy."

The red-haired youth stood aside, listening to this, he couldn't help but tug at the corner of his lips.

He has always disliked his half-brother.

At this moment, the sound of the corridor outside the door came.

"This disease is too weird, how can it be suppressed?"

"I just listened to it, and it seems that I have found a feng shui metaphysician to see a doctor."

I've been paralyzed for another day today, so it's better

There will be more later

Babies can be safe first

(end of this chapter)

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