Cheng Zhaohui, as an honest man who had taught his whole life, had never seen an old lady like this. He was so surprised that he didn't know what to say.
Sun Shaoyun hurriedly said, "Old Madam, why did you come in person? We should be the ones visiting you."
The old lady waved her hand carelessly. "There's no need to be so particular. Besides, isn't Little Cheng sick? Let's come and take a look. "
Sun Shaoyun didn't expect the old lady to have such a good temper. "I'm really sorry to trouble you with Old Cheng's matter."
Old Madam grabbed Sun Shaoyun's hand affectionately and said, "Little Sun, what are you saying? We're family, there's no need to stand on ceremony."
"Haha, Mrs. Cheng, I'm Cheng Yue's mother. Today, Cheng Yue's father, her uncle, and second brother are all working overtime at the company, so only we came. These things are good for the body. After Mr. Cheng is done with the surgery, he will recover well. "Guan Liya also said with a smile.
"You're too polite. You're the one who contacted the hospital. We're already very grateful that Old Cheng was able to schedule the surgery so quickly and arrange for Chief Zhou to personally be the chief surgeon. How can we accept this? We should be the ones paying a visit to express our gratitude. " Sun Shaoyun didn't expect that everyone in the Qi family would be so warm and easy to get along with. She had always thought badly of them before, so she blushed a little. "Originally, I was planning to wait for Old Cheng to be discharged from the hospital before I went to visit him to thank him."
"Mrs. Cheng, didn't my mother-in-law just say that we're family? Don't be so polite. We'll be in-laws in the future. Shouldn't we help each other if there's anything? On the other hand, our Chengyue doesn't know anything. I'll have to trouble you to take care of her in the future. " Guan Liya was also quite satisfied. Cheng Dongge's parents were indeed different from Zhou Mingyan. They were grateful people.
"Chengyue is a good girl," Sun Shaoyun said with a smile. "Oh right, sit down. Look at me, I didn't even greet you when you came. "
Everyone sat down, and Qi Chengyue formally introduced both parties. Just now, the old lady was in a hurry, followed by Guan Liya, which caught Sun Shaoyun off guard. She was in a mess, and only now did she wake up.
She had never seen Old Madam act like this.
Only now did he realize that there was a beautiful little fellow by Song Yu's side.
"Eh, is this your son? He's so good-looking, "Sun Shaoyun asked.
Fatty looked very much like Qi Chenglin, and Qi Chenglin and Qi Chengzhi were brothers, so it was inevitable that their facial features were somewhat similar. It was no wonder that Sun Shaoyun would misunderstand.
Qi Youxuan blinked his beautiful big eyes. His eyelashes were long, and he looked very energetic. Sun Shaoyun was very happy to see him.
"Grandma, don't let my uncle hear this. He's a very narrow-minded person." Qi Youxuan was quite happy.
"You child, how can you expose your uncle's shortcomings? You really shouldn't let him hear your words." Old Mrs. Han pulled Qi Youxuan over and smiled at Sun Shaoyun shyly. "This is Chengyue's second brother's son."
Everyone: "…"
Old Madam, you're not complimenting Qi Chengzhi!
Song Yu looked at the ceiling. Hubby, did you know that your grandmother and nephew were badmouthing you when you were not around?
Xia Wenna blushed a little.
"Hello, Grandma. My name is Qi Youxuan," the little boy said.
Sun Shaoyun liked Qi Youxuan very much. He didn't have the pampered and arrogant attitude of a rich child at all. She thought that this was the difference between big families.
"Youxuan, what do you want to eat? I don't have snacks here. Why don't you come with me to the small supermarket downstairs? What do you like to eat? Grandma will buy it for you. "Sun Shaoyun's heart was melted by Qi Youxuan's chubby round face.
"No, no, no. In-law, don't trouble him. Just give him some fruits." Guan Liya said, "We can't spoil the child. He just eats snacks all day and is getting fatter. We're trying to help him lose weight."
So Sun Shaoyun gave the freshly washed raisins to Qi Youxuan.
Song Yu originally thought that since he was already at Chutian Hospital, he might as well go for a checkup himself. However, Qi Chengzhi insisted that he must be present during the checkup and find out the child's gender with Song Yu. So Song Yu left with Old Mrs. Han and the others. He could only postpone the checkup until the next weekend.
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At ten o 'clock in the evening, Qi Chengzhi still hadn't returned. Song Yu didn't sleep either. She was watching TV in the living room, waiting for him.
According to the landing time of Qi Chengzhi's flight, he should be back by now.
After thinking about it, she sent him a text message. "Where are you?"
Qi Chengzhi didn't tell her that he wouldn't be back. He would definitely rush back today.
Just as the text was sent, the doorbell rang.
Song Yu had already let Auntie Yang go to sleep. She went to open the door and saw Chang Lai coming up with Qi Chengzhi.
Song Yu saw that Qi Chengzhi looked uncomfortable and immediately asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
"I don't know what CEO and Special Assistant Cheng ate, but they seem to have food poisoning. The two of them vomited several times on the way here. Miss Qi went to pick them up and has already sent Special Assistant Cheng to the hospital. CEO insisted on coming back and refused to go, "Chang Lai said.
Without saying anything, Song Yu took out a pair of sports shoes from the shoe cabinet and was about to change into them.
"Where are you going?" Qi Chengzhi pulled Song Yu back.
"To the hospital with you. Your face is sallow. How can I not go to see a doctor?" Song Yu saw that Qi Chengzhi was not in good spirits and felt distressed.
"No need." He entered the door, bent over to untie his shoelaces, put on his slippers, and asked Chang Lai to go back.
Chang Lai looked at Song Yu awkwardly. Song Yu saw that Qi Chengzhi had already walked inside and was about to go upstairs.
Song Yu could only say, "You go back first. If there's anything, I'll take him to the hospital."
After Chang Lai left, Song Yu caught up with Qi Chengzhi and went back to the bedroom with him. "Chengzhi, go to the hospital. Your steps are weak."
Qi Chengzhi sat by the bed and pulled Song Yu onto the bed. "Do you want to test if I'm weak?"
"Stop it. I'm serious. Why don't you like going to the hospital so much?" Song Yu wrapped her arms around his neck and put her soft palms on his forehead to test. Fortunately, it was not hot. "Your face is sallow. Going to the hospital will make me feel at ease."
"It's not a serious illness. I'll be fine after a sleep." Qi Chengzhi hugged her, blew on his palms, and sniffed. "Do I smell in my mouth?"
He had vomited several times on the way here. The smell couldn't be better.
"No." Song Yu directly held his face and kissed his lips. She didn't dislike it at all. "Your stomach is empty, right? Are you hungry? Do you want me to cook a bowl of millet porridge for you? It can also nourish your stomach.
"Don't bother." Qi Chengzhi hugged her and lay on the bed. "Let me hug you for a while."
Song Yu rubbed against his chest, raised her head, and kissed his stubbled chin. She lay in his arms and became calmer.
But after a while, Qi Chengzhi suddenly got up quickly, rushed into the bathroom, and vomited into the toilet again.
Song Yu chased after him and anxiously watched from the side. She came out and poured a glass of water for him. When she returned to the bathroom, she saw that Qi Chengzhi had finished vomiting. But because he had vomited all the food in his stomach on the way here, he was vomiting acid now.
She gave the water to Qi Chengzhi. "I'll go see if there is any medicine that can be taken."
Song Yu went downstairs. Qi Chengzhi was suffering from food poisoning. Ordinary stomach medicine probably wouldn't work. The main thing was to reduce the inflammation. If the inflammation didn't subside, he might even have a fever.
But Song Yu didn't dare to give it to Qi Chengzhi. In the end, she directly called Chu Zhaoyang.
Chu Zhaoyang simply said four words. "I'll go deliver the medicine."
He then hung up.
Before Chu Zhaoyang came, Song Yu had cooked millet porridge. She couldn't let Qi Chengzhi take the medicine on an empty stomach.
Song Yu returned to the bedroom with the millet porridge. "Have a bowl of porridge first, and then eat the medicine later."
"I have no appetite." Qi Chengzhi's voice was weak.
Song Yu silently held the bowl, scooped a spoonful of porridge, and raised it to Qi Chengzhi's mouth. She looked at him gently and firmly.
"…" Qi Chengzhi obediently opened his mouth and drank the porridge.
Song Yu brought the empty bowl downstairs. After washing the dishes, Chu Zhaoyang also came.
Song Yu opened the door for Chu Zhaoyang and took the medicine Chu Zhaoyang brought. "I'm sorry for making you come so late."
"Is his condition serious?" Chu Zhaoyang asked expressionlessly.
"He vomited several times. I think his face is yellow." She knew what food poisoning felt like. She had experienced it before. It was very uncomfortable, nauseous, and nauseous. But Qi Chengzhi insisted on acting like it was no big deal. He was still calm in front of her, which made her even more worried.
"I'll go take a look," Chu Zhaoyang said.
Although Chu Zhaoyang wasn't a doctor, the Chu family opened a hospital and was engaged in the research of medicine and medical equipment. Song Yu felt that he should know a little.
Chu Zhaoyang followed Song Yu upstairs and into the bedroom. Qi Chengzhi had vomited again just now and vomited almost all the millet porridge he had just drunk. At this moment, he looked a lot more haggard.
"Why are you here?" Qi Chengzhi saw Chu Zhaoyang and narrowed his eyes.
"He's here to deliver medicine." Song Yu explained, "You're not going to the hospital, and I don't know what medicine to give you, so I looked for Chu Zhaoyang."
Chu Zhaoyang pursed his lips. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes seemed to be smiling. He silently took out his phone and took a picture of Qi Chengzhi's weak appearance with a click. He turned around and walked out.
Song Yu, "…"
Didn't he come to see how Qi Chengzhi was?
"He'll be fine after taking the medicine," Chu Zhaoyang explained and left.
Song Yu, "…"
Actually, he came to take pictures, didn't he?
In any case, Song Yu gave the medicine Chu Zhaoyang brought to Qi Chengzhi. After more than an hour, Qi Chengzhi really felt better. Although he was still a little uncomfortable, he no longer felt nauseous or vomited.
Now that his stomach was comfortable, he felt empty. Fortunately, there was still some left when Song Yu cooked the porridge just now. She went to heat it up and brought it up for Qi Chengzhi to drink.
Song Yu sat next to Qi Chengzhi. He leaned forward slightly and rested his chin on his hand as he watched Qi Chengzhi drink the porridge. He held the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other. He drank the porridge slowly and elegantly. Even though he was sick, he still maintained a calm and elegant posture.
Qi Chengzhi glanced at her, his thin lips elegantly forming a gentle curve, and then he lowered his eyes and continued to eat the porridge.
Song Yu saw his eyelashes, which were particularly obvious as his eyelids drooped slightly, were long and curly. Even though he was a little haggard because of his illness, Song Yu still felt that he looked good. She felt as if her brain had gone haywire. She actually felt that he looked a little like a sickly beauty at this moment. She wondered what Qi Chengzhi would look like if he held his heart with his hands.
Just as she was thinking about it, their phones rang almost at the same time. There was a new WeChat notification.
Song Yu picked up his phone and opened it. Sure enough, Chu Zhaoyang had sent the photo he had just taken to the "8864" group.
In the photo, Qi Chengzhi was sitting on the bed with his back against the pillow, his ankles crossed, and his elegant hand holding a book. When he saw Chu Zhaoyang come in, he happened to turn his head to look at Chu Zhaoyang's phone camera and was caught in the photo.
From the photo, it could be seen that Qi Chengzhi was not in good spirits. His complexion was not very good, and the way he held the book was especially elegant, like a weak scholar.
Han Zhouli: "What's wrong? Qi Chengzhi, are you not feeling well? "
Wei Zhiqian: "Look at you, you look so haggard."
Yan Beicheng: "Did you make Song Yu tired? Looks like you're getting old. You have to admit that you're old. "
Wei Ziqi: "Old Chu, doesn't your company have medicine for this? There's also medicine to nourish the kidney, why didn't you send some to Qi Chengzhi? "
Song Yu was speechless as he watched their conversation. He was usually elegant and calm outside, but only in this group did he show his true colors.
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…
The next day, Song Yu asked Qi Chengzhi to bring the medicine to the company. He had taken some in the morning, but he still did not have much of an appetite. Song Yu guessed that the inflammation had not completely subsided.
In the afternoon, Qi Chengzhi called to say that he had a lunch meeting in the afternoon.
Song Yu could not interfere with work matters, so he could only say, "Then drink less. Try not to drink too much, your body is not recovered yet."
"Okay." Looking out of the car window, he saw a children's clothing store. A gentle smile appeared on his face as he silently noted it down and said, "Go for a prenatal checkup this Saturday. After we know the gender of the child, let's go shopping in baby products stores."
Song Yu did not expect Qi Chengzhi to take the initiative to suggest this. All along, he had been taking care of her body, and in fact, he did not show much enthusiasm for the child in her stomach.
Song Yu could not help but smile gently. "Okay."
At noon, Song Yu ate with Ruan Danchen. After lunch, seeing that it was about time, he went to the stairwell and called Qi Chengzhi. "Did you drink a lot?"
"Just a little," Qi Chengzhi said.
"Drink some honey water, sober up, and then take the medicine," Song Yu instructed.
"I feel much better today," Qi Chengzhi said.
"…" Song Yu was silent for a moment, then shrank into the corner and asked in a low voice, "Will you find me annoying if I keep controlling you like this?"
Qi Chengzhi smiled. "No, I want you to watch me directly in my office."
Song Yu smiled. "I'm hanging up."
Qi Chengzhi smiled and hung up the phone. When he looked up again, his face was stern. His dark eyes glanced at the planning manager who was doing a report. "Continue."
The manager of the planning department still couldn't react in time, mainly because he couldn't switch between channels as freely as Qi Chengzhi could.
Not to mention him, even the other people in the conference room had not adapted to it.
They had gradually become used to the president taking the president's wife's call during a meeting. No matter how important the matter was, as long as the president's wife called, the president would not hesitate to interrupt the meeting to answer the phone, even if the call was actually not that urgent.
Even if he was in a meeting or busy, he would not let Song Yu know.
Before, the president at least knew to step away, such as walking out of the conference room or at least walking to a corner of the conference room and whispering a few words. No one knew when it started, but the president did not even bother to step away. It was simply a public display of affection regardless of the occasion.
Not only did he directly answer the phone in the meeting, but he also said such mushy words without knowing to lower his voice. Whether it was during the call or after the call, he behaved so righteously and calmly.
When talking to the president's wife on the phone, he was very gentle with a smile, but as soon as he hung up the phone, he was so stern that no one was close to him.
The change was so big that they, as subordinates, could not adapt to it no matter how many times they saw it.
It was too late to be surprised. It was not that fast to change his mood, okay?
"Ahem!" Cheng Dongge, who was sitting next to Qi Chengzhi, coughed dryly and reminded the planning manager. The planning manager quickly composed himself and continued to report.
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At night, Mu Huaisheng drove past the entrance of Sheng Yue and happened to see a few of MU's subordinates, including the manager of the sales department and one of his employees, the director of the design department and Yu Keyao, and two clients.
They all shook hands with the clients, said goodbye, and drove away, leaving only Yu Keyao standing by the side of the road.
One of the two clients had a hand on Yu Keyao's waist.
Mu Huaisheng rolled down the window and heard the man say, "I couldn't tell, but Miss Yu has a good alcohol tolerance. You're too modest. Come, let's go somewhere else and continue drinking. "
"Manager Pang, I really can't drink anymore." Yu Keyao wanted to get out of Manager Pang's arms, but her waist was held tightly by the other party. He even rubbed her a few times. Yu Keyao was disgusted, but she did not dare to make it too obvious, for fear of making the other party unhappy.
She was being ostracized more and more by her colleagues in the company. As the designer's assistant, she did not need to attend today's dinner, but the manager of the sales department and the director of the design department asked her to attend.
At the dinner party, everyone else drank a little less. She was the only one who seemed to be targeted by these two clients and was forced to drink. She didn't even have time to eat, and no colleagues came to her rescue.
Yu Keyao did not know that if she had entered through the back door, it would have been fine, but the key was that she was brought in by Mu Sisi. Mu Sisi had basically offended everyone in the company. Even those who were good at bootlicking didn't dare to openly curry favor with Mu Sisi.
Otherwise, if Mu Sisi left, they would be ostracized in the company, and Mu Sisi might not even remember them. The gains did not make up for the losses, so no one worked especially hard to curry favor with Mu Sisi.
Although Mu Sisi was the young miss of the Mu family, and her colleagues didn't like the way she did things, they didn't dare to say anything even if they were angry. But towards Yu Keyao, they weren't afraid at all. All their resentment towards Mu Sisi was directed towards Yu Keyao.
Poor Yu Keyao was actually not familiar with Mu Sisi, but because she was Song Yu's cousin, she was targeted by Mu Sisi.
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