Three Treasures from Heaven, CEO Daddy Can't Run

Jiang Yihan felt guilty when he was seen, but he still tried his best to hide it, pretending not to understand:

"I met at the airport during the day. She is beautiful and gentle. She must be a good mommy."

"is it?"

Shao Zhanlin was noncommittal, and his eyes stayed on his face for a while before he said: "I will consider what you said. Go to sleep!"

The simple four words announce the end of today's father and son night.

Jiang Yizhang accepted it as well, and responded obediently: "Then Dad, you should rest well, and I won't disturb your work."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yihan left the study briskly.

Little did he know that Shao Zhanlin's eyes followed his back for a long time, his eyes full of inquiry.

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The next day.

Jiang Nuantang got up early in the morning, put on light makeup, gave the two little guys a farewell kiss, and told them to stay at home obediently, then left the apartment and drove to the company.

I went out early and there were not many people on the road. After 10 minutes, the car drove steadily into the underground parking lot of Shaw Group.

After parking the car, Jiang Nuantang got out of the car and was about to go upstairs, when he just turned a corner, he saw an old man lying on the ground leaning on a pillar.

With the faint light, one could faintly see a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

Without time to think about anything else, Jiang Nuantang hurried over: "Grandpa, are you okay! Can you hear me?"

After calling a few times without getting a response, Jiang Nuantang put his hand towards his wrist without saying a word, and the more he listened to the pulse, his face became darker.

After a while, Jiang Nuantang withdrew her hand and fumbled in the old man's pocket, but found no emergency medicine.

There was no time to delay, Jiang Nuantang lightly pursed her cherry lips, took out a box from her bag and opened it, soaking silver needles of various lengths in alcohol.

Jiang Nuantang took one from it, found the acupuncture point behind the old man's ear and stuck it in at the root of his neck, and then slowly pulled it out after gently twisting it a few times.

As the silver needle was drawn out, the unconscious old man slowly woke up. Seeing the silver needle inlaid with gold in Jiang Nuantang's hand, the old man's eyes flashed a bit of surprise, but he soon returned to normal, looking at Jiang Nuantang Ran said:

"Little girl, you saved me?"

The words are interrogative sentences, but they use an affirmative tone.

"I was just about to go upstairs, and when I saw you lying on the ground, I came over to have a look."

Jiang Nuantang didn't deliberately hide it. Seeing that his gaze was still on the needle in his hand, he touched the back of his head and explained embarrassingly:

"I wanted to see if you had any medicine on you, but I couldn't find it, so..."

With the development of the times, most modern people advocate western medicine, and they will inevitably have resistance to the unpopular technique of acupuncture and moxibustion in traditional Chinese medicine. She would not have taken out the silver needle just now if the situation did not allow it.

Now it's a bit of a bad ending.

Jiang Nuantang was in a dilemma, when she saw the old man raised the corners of his lips, smiled and said in relief:

"Don't worry, you saved me just now, I didn't even have time to thank you, so why would I question you, I'm just surprised that you have such superb medical skills at such a young age."

It's not that the old man is exaggerating. His physical problems are the root cause of his illness when he was shot on the battlefield when he was young.

Every time I get sick, I can only rely on painkillers to relieve the pain. Just now, the pain was so unbearable that I fell asleep.

When I woke up now, there was no pain at all.

Tell him how not to be surprised.

"You flatter me."

It's not the first time Jiang Nuantang has been praised for her medical skills, but it's not due to her identity. She felt a little embarrassed. In order to relieve the hotness on her face, she put away the silver needle and took out a candy from her bag jar.

"This is a sugar pill I made myself. If you don't mind, you can put it on your body and eat it as a snack on weekdays."

Jiang Nuantang said it lightly, as if it was really an ordinary sugar pill.

But in fact, if anyone who understands sees it, they will know that this box of sugar pills is not an ordinary candy.

Instead, it is refined from a variety of valuable rare medicinal materials, and it is a priceless existence.

But now she took it out lightly, and it was a box as soon as she sold it!

Looking at the present, it is by no means ordinary arrogance.

"Okay, thank you little girl."

The old man didn't know the magical effect of this medicine, but out of his trust and affection for the little girl, he undoubtedly took the sugar bowl, and put it in the inner pocket of his clothes with great care for safekeeping.

After doing all this, the old man stood up on crutches, and Jiang Nuantang subconsciously helped him. The old man took her actions into consideration, and there was a little appreciation in his eyes. After he stood up, he looked at her and said:

"Look, you saved me. I haven't thanked you yet. You gave me sugar pills. It's still early. Why don't I treat you to an early meal..."

Jiang Nuantang's grandparents passed away when she was very young, but their care for her was deeply imprinted in her mind. Facing such a kind-hearted old man made her soft heart feel hot. post, almost could not bear to refuse.

But thinking of the first day of work today and the entry procedures that will be done later, Jiang Nuantang finally soberly declined the old man's kindness.

The old man was a little disappointed when he learned that she still had something to do, but he accepted it gladly and handed her a gold-stamped business card.

"Since you don't have time, I won't force you. There is my contact information on it. If you have anything to do, just call me. If you have nothing to do, you can invite me, the old man, out for morning tea."

The relaxed self-talk relieved the depressed atmosphere caused by Jiang Nuantang's rejection, and also healed the guilt in Jiang Nuantang's heart. She nodded with a smile, took the business card, and saw the three big characters of Shao Hongjun written on it.

Shao surname, this is not common.

Looking at Fang Tong's extraordinary demeanor, Jiang Nuantang guessed the identity of the other party in just a moment.

But she didn't say anything, and after saying goodbye to the old man with a normal expression, she walked towards the elevator entrance.

After she left, a man who looked like a housekeeper hurried over with a bottle of medicine in his hand.

"Grandfather, the medicine is here, hurry up..."

The butler was about to urge the old man to take the medicine, but he saw the other party standing there alive and well, without any signs of the previous pain and discomfort, and even more energetic than usual. :

"Master, are you alright?"

Shao Hongjun looked at the excited face of the old man who had been with him for decades. In fact, he was not much better than him, but he still cleared his throat and said calmly:

"It's all right, I just met a little girl who gave me an injection, and now I feel relaxed."

Saying that, the master and servant looked at each other and laughed.

"Let's go! Go see my unworthy grandson."

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