Chapter 247

The news in the morning soon spread to Mr. Lu. He had made an appointment with some old friends to play chess, but he was so excited that he broke the appointment.

"Come on, get ready now. I'm going to the company!" Mr. Lu was so excited that he didn't know how to describe his current mood. He had never seen any big waves in his life, but now he was nervous and trembling.

Seeing that Master Lu was so happy, Wu Bo immediately replied, "OK, I'll go right now."

Before he turned around, he heard Mr. Lu's voice: "remember to buy more toys that children like and make my little xuansun happy."

"I'll have someone ready at once!" Wu Bo's mood was also influenced by Master Lu, and his face was full of joy.

Before he left, Mr. Lu stood in front of the mirror for a long time and asked the people around him whether he was kind-hearted. He was afraid that the meeting would scare Mai Bao.

After repeated confirmation, Mr. Lu got on the bus. For the first time, he felt that Lu's house was so far away from the company.

What if his little xuansun leaves?

"Lao Wu, let the driver drive faster. Don't let my little xuansun wait for him to worry." Urged by Lu, he took out his mobile phone and looked at the picture of Lu Zhan holding Mai Bao.

He stretched out his hand to enlarge the picture. The whole screen was full of Mabel's lovely face, which made his heart melt quickly.

The car soon stopped at the door of Lu's group. Mr. Lu didn't care to let Uncle Wu open the door for him, so he got out of the car and walked towards the company.

Wu Bo followed Lu with the toys, food and small bags he bought for Mai Bao.

The elevator stopped steadily on the floor of the president's office. As soon as the door opened, Yuer's laughter spread to Mr. Lu's ears.

His pace steady, straight to the office.

As soon as I opened the door, the smile in the office stopped.

Lu Zhan didn't expect that Master Lu's news was so well-informed that he arrived before noon.

Mai Bao looked at the strange but kind-hearted old man in front of him with big round eyes, and then looked at the land war: "Dad, is this old man here for you?"

Before Lu Zhan could explain, he heard Mr. Lu say, "I'm here for you."

"To me?" Mai Bao had some doubts. He carefully recalled that he didn't know the grandfather in front of him. How could he come to find himself?

"Grandpa, do you recognize the wrong person? We haven't met. " Mai Baoyang's face turned to Mr. Lu, and the lovely look on his face made everyone happy.

Almost let Han Hao think this little guy is a harmless little angel.

"You should call me great grandfather. I'm your father's grandfather." Lu turned to take the things in Uncle Wu's hand and handed them to Mai Bao: "this is the toy that my grandfather bought for you. Do you like it?"

Mai Bao looked at what was handed to him. Although he liked it, he took a look at the land war.

After seeing Lu Zhan nodding his head, his little hand took over the toy and said to the old man, "thank you, granddad. Mai Bao likes it very much."

Hearing Mai Bao's voice, Lu's eyes turned red. Now his wish is half finished. If Lu Feng can bring his child back, he will die without regret in his life. Mai Bao looks at the tears in Lu's eyes, puts down his toy and holds Lu's hand in his little hand.

"Granddad, you can't cry. You should be happy to see such a lovely Mabel. It's sad for you to cry." Mabel's soft voice comforted the old man.

This makes Mr. Lu's heart sweeter than honey. He answers quickly, fearing that his little xuansun will not be happy: "good, good, my grandfather won't cry, and my baby won't be sad."

Lu Zhan couldn't bear to tell Lu that Mai Bao was not his own son.

If you let him know about it, he will feel a great sense of loss. Xuansun, who has been waiting for so long, is actually someone else's child.

Lu Zhan sits at his desk and starts to deal with things, while Mai Bao and Lu are playing all the time, telling him what happened today.

When Lu listened to what he said, he was angry and proud. He was his precious xuansun. He was so powerful at a young age.

Shen ruoqing on the other side was not so relaxed. This seminar was to ask her to talk about the treatment of acupuncture and moxibustion in traditional Chinese medicine, but unexpectedly, someone brought the patients directly to their seminar.

"Doctor! doctor! Help my child The man came to the venue of the seminar and yelled in the hall, hoping someone could help him.

The security guard had no choice but to go to the meeting hall to seek the help of medical experts.

When Shen ruoqing arrived at the hall with them, he saw a middle-aged couple, holding a blue faced child, anxiously in the same place, and didn't know what to do.

Their clothes are washed white, in this large high-end hall seems out of place, looks like something so helpless.

When he saw the man in the white coat coming, the man seemed to grasp a life-saving straw. He ran over, pulled Shen ruoqing's sleeve and knelt down directly towards her.

"I beg you, doctor, please help my son." Now the man can't think of any other way than to kneel down and beg.

"You get up first." After Shen ruoqing stood up with the man, he took a look at the child held by the middle-aged woman. He felt a little strange: "when the child is sick, why don't you go to the hospital and come here instead?"

"We were walking on the road, and the child suddenly didn't know what was wrong. Then it became what it is now. When someone said that there were many doctors here, we came directly." Because of his nervousness, the man spoke very fast and dragged Shen ruoqing towards the child.

Shen ruoqing, though not strange, followed his steps to the child.

She carefully checked the child's condition, his face than he just saw a bit more serious.

"Did the child come into contact with anything before and after the onset of the disease?" Shen ruoqing looks very dignified, which makes the man's heart a little flustered.

He seriously recalled the road they had just walked and the food they had eaten, but he didn't seem to find anything.

Just when he was feeling desperate, the woman suddenly thought of something and said aloud, "I smell a very pungent smell, and then my son began to become like this."

Very pungent taste? Shen ruoqing frowned. She seemed to have smelled something on her way here in the morning.