Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

"I remembered, it's grapes. I ate grapes for Xixi when school was over just now, and she said she wanted to play for a while before going home. As soon as she ate a grape, she ran to play on the slide, and it turned out like this." Xixi's mother was crying as she spoke, her face full of self-blame.

Song Qingzhu watched the child's face turn blue, his mouth was open and he was gasping for air, his limbs were already exhausted.If it goes on like this, something will really happen.

"Give me the child quickly." Song Qingzhu ordered.

Xixi's mother was so frightened that she sat paralyzed on the ground and couldn't stand up. Song Qingzhu bent down and picked up the child.

She held the baby in front of her chest, pressed her hands against the diaphragm of her abdominal cavity, and kept pressing hard.

"Did you call 120? Hurry up and call 120!" Song Qingzhu asked while doing rescue.

"I have already called, and the ambulance is on the way." The kindergarten health teacher replied.

Song Qingzhu had already performed several sets of rescue actions in a row, but the grape stuck in Xixi's throat still did not come out.

She tried another method, she found a place to sit down, let Xixi lie on her lap, her head turned outwards, and her knees were right against her abdominal diaphragm.She patted Xixi's back with the heel of her palm and repeated several sets.

Just when everyone felt that this method would not work and was about to give up, Xixi coughed forcefully, and a round, peeled grape fell out of her mouth.

"Mom...Mom..." Xixi cried out in fright, and now she can catch her breath, her complexion is much better than before.

Song Qingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, she took Xixi off her lap and handed it to Xixi's mother.

"In the future, pay attention to giving your child such food that is easy to choke. It is best to cut it into small pieces or make it into juice. The child should be fine. Go to the hospital for an examination later to see if there are other foreign objects stuck in the child. In the trachea." After Song Qingzhu finished his confession, he led Rong Jingchen who was obediently waiting for her to leave.

"Mother Yangyang, wait a minute!" She called out loudly to stop her.

Song Qingzhu stopped and looked back at her in surprise, not knowing what was going on.

"Thank you so much today, and what I did wrong before, I'm here to say sorry to you, please don't take offense, I will bring the child's father to the door to apologize." Mother Xixi Sincerely speaking, how could she not be grateful for saving her daughter's life this time.

"I really don't need this. I would do the same thing if I were someone else. As long as the child is fine, let's go first." Song Qingzhu dragged Rong Jingchen around and ran away, asking her to come to the door to apologize, that's okay, Rong Yuan is not Anyone can enter.

Song Qingzhu drove Rong Jingchen to Rongyuan. In fact, the distance was not too far. Usually, housekeeper Rong would walk back with him, and sometimes he would bring his small bicycle over for him to ride.

"Xiao Qingqing, you are simply too powerful, I even adore you." Rong Jingchen said with a full face of admiration.

"Haha, hurry up and give up business to become a doctor. Don't learn business from your uncle when you grow up. How good it is to cure diseases and save lives." Song Qingzhu said.

"Then who will inherit my uncle's hard-earned property?" Rong Jingchen thought about it for a long time. This has something to do with the education he received since he was a child. The responsibility of the descendants is to carry forward the Rong family and prosper from generation to generation.

"His child will inherit it." Song Qingzhu said without thinking.

"How many children are you going to have?" Rong Jingchen asked calmly.

"What?" Song Qingzhu was almost fooled again, "I'm acting, okay? I have nothing to do with your uncle."

"I hope so." Rong Jingchen sighed helplessly, when will adults be more sincere.It is too tiring to say one thing and do another.

In the evening, at Rong Yuan's dining table.

"What is the teacher looking for you today?" Rong Junchu asked curiously.

"It's nothing." Song Qingzhu and Rong Jingchen looked at each other. The two had discussed not to tell Rong Junchu about this matter, but they didn't expect that he, who was so busy all day long, would take the initiative to ask about such a trivial matter.

"If there's nothing wrong, the teacher will call me?" Rong Junchu questioned.

"Yangyang won the first prize in the painting competition last time, and it is also the only first prize in this competition. The organizer hopes that Yangyang will visit the painting exhibition." Song Qingzhu said.

"What else?" Rong Junchu continued to ask.

"I hope I will go too, let me come back and discuss it with you." Song Qingzhu glanced at him, remembering that the teacher called them mom and dad, and now I feel a little embarrassed thinking about it.

"When?" Rong Junchu asked.

"I didn't ask about this, it should be recently." I thought he would immediately refuse, but I didn't expect him to be a little interested.

"It's not easy to deal with recently. My time is already full." Rong Junchu thought seriously.

"I knew it would be like this." Rong Jingchen whispered, so he didn't hold out hope from the beginning.

"We're going back to the imperial capital next week." Rong Junchu said, his eyes resting on Rong Jingchen, apologetic.

"What does Emperor Hui do?" Rong Jingchen asked.

"Your great-grandfather's birthday banquet, let's go to celebrate his birthday." Rong Junchu said.

"Really, that's great! I can play at Grandpa Mu's house for a few days now, their house is really fun!" Rong Jingchen said with a smile, Grandpa Mu is just an old urchin, a very individual old man, It's not like Rong Junchu who cares about everything.

Suddenly, Rong Jingchen looked at Song Qingzhu, his expression darkened, "I don't want to be separated from Xiao Qingqing."

Song Qingzhu reached out to touch his little face.Before she could comfort her, she heard Rong Junchu say, "She will go together."

Rong Jingchen's eyes lit up, he took her hand and asked vigorously, "Is Xiao Qingqing real? Will you really go to the imperial capital with us?"

Song Qingzhu nodded, with a wry smile on the corners of her lips, who told her to be someone's personal doctor, and she had to do what the employer said.

"Great, I'll introduce you to new friends. The imperial capital is much more fun than Linchuan." Rong Jingchen introduced enthusiastically.

Song Qingzhu nodded in response, and accidentally raised his head to meet Rong Junchu's eyes, which revealed the scheming of an old fox.

"Oh, I'm going to starve to death, hurry up and prepare me something to eat, butler Rong, I haven't eaten all day!"

Everyone's gazes pointed to the door, only to see Ye Tingfei in colorful clothes walking in like a butterfly.

It was like hearing his voice before seeing it.

Ye Tingfei went straight to the restaurant, pulled up a chair and sat down.

Song Qingzhu was close to him, smelled a strong smell of alcohol, and hid aside in disgust.

"Smelling of alcohol, go to the room to tidy up before you come out." Rong Junchu frowned slightly, and taught him a lesson.