The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Su Nanzhi fell asleep like this, and the chef at home was in trouble.

Not to mention the extra workload, I still don't know when the child will wake up.

Jiang Beiyu couldn't control this point.

Originally, when he lived alone, he didn't even need a cook, but now that he occasionally has a little bodyguard as a guest at home, he still has to worry about it.

Even so, Jiang Beiyu was keenly aware that his bodyguard seemed to be more popular than his boss here.

The chef he hired always stared at his little bodyguard with the eyes of a child in the family who was not full.

It's like looking at your piglets who are not full.

"..."

It's outrageous.

And I don't know if he was infected recently, Jiang Beiyu also felt drowsy all day long.

sleep quality up

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When Su Nanzhi woke up, she found that she had used a man's suit jacket as a pillow.

"..."

This style with sparkling diamonds on the chest... It's a bit like Mr. Jiang's style.

Su Nanzhi inevitably remembered what she was doing before going to bed.

She was in the car at the time.

She is now in her own bed.

How did she come back?

Su Nanzhi looked at the suit jacket in his hand, and found that it was crumpled under her weight.

Tsk, I don't know if Teacher Jiang will ask her to pay for it.

The phone seemed to be vibrating all the time, Su Nanzhi clicked on it, only to find that it was Zhao Qingheng.

He should have really found out that there was something wrong with his mother far beyond what Su Nanzhi had mentioned, including the strained relationship between his parents and his father's people outside.

Zhao Qingheng could be considered to have grown up with his grandfather. It is true that the head of the Zhao family is his father, but this does not mean that Mr. Zhao has no room to speak at all.

The only heir recognized by the Zhao family, as long as he is aware of his identity and the power he can rely on, the Zhao family will still be his biggest backer.

He just didn't know whether his father, who just lingered in the flowers, knew how ambitious the person next to his pillow was.

Judging from the content on WeChat, Zhao Qingheng basically believed her.

It's just that after a little observation, he knew that his mother's condition was much worse than his, that's why he was so anxious.

Su Nanzhi moved her finger and sent a message to Zhao Qingheng.

In the next second, his call came.

"Su Nanzhi, I'll add money to you. Can you save my mother? Right now," Zhao Qingheng's tone sounded anxious, "My mother is in the hospital."

All of a sudden, two members of the Zhao family were hospitalized.

"What's going on?" Su Nanzhi asked.

"My mother was diagnosed with liver cancer." Zhao Qingheng said.

Su Nanzhi: "...So, what do you want me to do?"

"Didn't you say you could solve this problem?" Zhao Qingheng lowered his voice, "My mother...the test results haven't come out yet, and the doctor said that it's very likely to be in the middle and late stages. You took the initiative to tell me this... ..."

It's you who gave me hope.

cancer.

What a heavy word.

Mrs. Zhao loves beauty, and she has to maintain her elegance and dignity at home.

Even though she was not so perfect as a mother, to Zhao Qingheng, she was also a mother.

Su Nanzhi was silent for a while, then said: "Zhao Qingheng, do you think I am a god?"

Her words made Zhao Qingheng choke again, yes, if Su Nanzhi had such ability, she would have cured her heart disease long ago.