Reluctantly, Xiaobao turned her head to the other side and stopped looking at her.

A five-year-old child, who is at the age of bouncing, has to be trapped in the hospital all day, how aggrieved for him.

Luo Qiu'an, who had no choice, could only wait patiently to the side, and sure enough, a few minutes later, the obedient and sensible Xiaobao came back, stretched out a hand that was more than two, and emphasized to her, "Mommy, it's just two days, and in two days, you will take me out." ”

"Okay." She pampered his little hand and, as usual, pulled the hook and stamped.

Lance hurried into the president's office.

"President, there's a clue." She put a stack of materials in front of Ji Chenhao, and one of the photos slipped down from it.

In the photo, a little boy with a mushroom head, wearing a light-colored coat printed with a small yellow duck, is smiling happily at the camera.

Ji Chenhao couldn't help but pick it up, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it felt.

Lance reported, "This little boy and a mysterious lady returned to Jincheng 6 days ago, and their relationship is unknown for the time being, but from the photos of him and others, we found that the mysterious lady is very likely to be Miss An An. ”

Next, she was still thinking about whether to say it, and she saw that the boss was already very interested in the child in the photo.

Ji Chenhao was carefully looking at the photos in the information, and suddenly there was no sound in his ears, and when he looked up, he saw Lance's appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, and he bowed his head and asked her to continue.

"Our people have been trying to follow this lady for the past two days, but she seems to be very cautious, and she wears a hat and a face towel when she goes in and out, so we don't dare to follow her too closely, for fear of alarming her, and the little boy in the photo was admitted to the children's hospital in the middle of the night last night, yes..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lance saw the boss stand up excitedly and ordered, "Lance, arrange it as soon as possible, I will see him today." ”

After following Ji Chenhao for so many years, she didn't have to guess, she knew who this "he" was referring to, and now, she was also full of curiosity about the true identity of this little boy.

After Lance left, Ji Chenhao looked at the photos again, groping, "An An, this is the child from the beginning, right?" ”

Yes, in his heart, he had already guessed the answer, but he still wanted to hear Luo Qiu'an's answer in person.

After doing a good job in Xiaobao's ideological work, Luo Qiuan went to the doctor to inquire again, and then relaxed a little.

When she returned to the ward, she saw Xiaobao lying on the edge of the window, enviously watching the people coming and going outside, her eyes were red, and she quietly retreated, sitting on the chair at the door, adjusting her emotions.

Ji Chenhao, who arrived at the hospital, happened to encounter this scene, the woman's already thin shoulders trembled slightly, this kind of forbearance is not the first time I have seen it.

The man's indifferent heart, the pain of being stabbed, and the anger in his heart, actually disappeared like this.

Lance, who was following him, also recognized Luo Qiu'an and asked carefully, "President, look?" ”

I have to say that she was born to be an assistant, and her work efficiency and ability to observe faces and expressions are full marks.

Ji Chenhao stopped, turned around and turned back, "I'll go upstairs first, and I'll come back later." ”

He is the largest funder of the Children's Hospital, so a separate room is reserved for him on the top floor of the hospital.

Lance nodded understandingly, hiding in the distance, trying not to attract Luo Qiuan's attention.

Luo Qiuan smiled a few times at the mobile phone screen, and when he found the best feeling, he got up and walked into the ward, and asked in a very cheerful tone, "What is my cute little treasure doing?" ”

"Mommy, I'm drawing." Xiaobao waved his hand at her happily.

In the time when Luo Qiu'an was sad alone, he took out the paintbrush and paper he carried with him and had already painted.

This is inherited from her, Xiaobao in painting, since childhood is very talented, the perception of color is also better than the same age children, much ahead, participated in several children's painting design competitions, have achieved good results.

Luo Qiuan put the kettle full of water next to Xiaobao, and then said to him, "Xiaobao, you are painting here obediently, Mommy has already told the nurse and aunt, I will go out to buy you some things for the hospital, and I will come back soon, if there is something, ring the bell and call, they will come over to help, okay?" ”

Xiaobao's small eyes rolled around and looked at her with a clever smile, "Mommy, can I ask for another chocolate cake." ”

After speaking, he deliberately opened his small mouth, and his greedy appearance was very cute.

"Okay, Mommy brings you your favorite chocolate cake." Luo Qiuan smiled and pinched his slightly chubby face, and couldn't put it down.

Xiaobao pursed his mouth dissatisfied, "Mommy, I've grown up, and I'm not allowed to touch my face casually." ”

She pinched it again unwillingly, and then let go unsatisfied, complaining, "Stinky boy, even if you are fifty years old, you are also the son of the old lady." ”

Hmph, I can't touch my face yet.

"Childish." Xiaobao's final evaluation of Luo Qiu'an's behavior made her suddenly angry and left.

"Pay attention to safety on the road, and don't rush back, you can take your sister to eat something delicious, don't be hungry, otherwise Grandma Zeng will blame me."

At breakfast, he saw it all, and all the things Luo Qiu'an ate were all morning sickness.

As soon as she turned around with a smile, she saw Xiaobao immediately bow her head in shame, pretending to be busy painting, and urged her, "Go quickly, don't bother me again." ”

"OK, my housekeeper little handsome man, I'm leaving." Luo Qiu'an grinded for a few more minutes, and after seeing that his son was really devoting himself to painting, he really walked out of his ward.

obviously cares about people very much, but he still has to pretend that he doesn't care, and he has the same virtue as someone.

Thinking of Ji Chenhao, Luo Qiuan quickly and cautiously put on sunglasses, a hat, and covered the lower part of his face with a scarf before leaving the gate of the hospital.

Lance followed behind her, and seeing that she had already walked away, he immediately called Ji Chenhao, "President, Miss An An has left for the time being." ”

"Okay, I'll go alone, don't tell anyone." He didn't want to cause a little harm to Luo Qiuan and the child when things were not 100% certain.

Lance replied, "Okay, President, I'll arrange that." ”

With such careful care, Lord Boss has only ever had a woman with one person, and that is Luo Qiu'an six years ago.

Ji Chenhao's heart beat faster every step he took towards Xiaobao's ward, thinking about the hundreds of billions of projects placed in front of him, he didn't blink his eyes, and today he actually felt like he was walking on thin ice, and he felt funny.

The door was pushed open, and Xiaobao asked without raising his head, "Mommy, what did you forget to bring again?" ”

It seems that such a thing has been played out many times, familiar and intimate.