The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss

  Chapter 171 See if I don't teach her—

   I just thought, I have to learn to support the world like my uncle.

   turned his head and saw Rong Qing like this.

  Rong Yinghui is now at a loss.

   was very at a loss.

   He had seen Rong Qing sick before.

  Rong Qing has a special physique. Even if he pays attention to exercise himself, he began to learn martial arts when he was very young, but he still has some sick and weak temperament on his body.

   It is not the first time that I have a sudden fever, but it is the first time that the fever has not subsided and there is no reaction at all.

Thinking about the past - Rong Qing's black eyes were calm, and her forehead was sweating against the head of the bed. The small table on the bed was put down, and there was a computer on it. It was usually the big and small affairs of the Rong family. The tone of arranging things was also very calm, layer by layer. The deployment went on, and the pace was not disturbed by the illness at all.

After all, at that time, his grandfather's health gradually deteriorated, and he handed over the power to Rong Qing. The Rong family's own family and collaterals did not know how many people laughed at his grandfather's decision behind their backs, and stared at any mistake made by the six- or seven-year-old child. .

   It's just that even if he knew that this child who just took over the Rong family was very powerful, he never thought that he would be so powerful.

   At that time, he was still studying abroad, and he could only meet with his uncle from time to time. The Rong family was much more unstable than now, and Rong Qing was able to be on his own at that time.

   While lamenting grandpa's old-fashioned eyes, he also had to admit that Rong Qing was really smart and approachable, and too evil.

   And now—

  The evil boy lay softly on the duvet and leaned against the head of the bed lightly.

   The crimson lips were chapped, and the little dumpling had just poured hot water, handed it to him, and he drank it in small sips.

The tone of    was soft like he had never heard before, and he coughed from the side of his head from time to time, extremely weak.

   It seems that I have never been so sick before.

  This time - it should be too serious.

   After being surprised, the 'Little Curly Hair', who quickly made an excuse for his uncle, became more and more nervous.

   I dare not say a word.

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   Even if there are talismans sticking around, use her abyssal ruler to disperse that evil spirit.

   can only make the medicine take effect, and the high fever will not be brought down by the evil energy that is hit by it.

   In the final analysis, the real feng shui metaphysics has no immediate special effects other than subduing demons and exorcising ghosts.

  The damage to the body still needs to be developed and gradually recuperated.

   The heavy feeling on Rong Qing's body dissipated a lot.

   It didn’t take long for the body temperature to drop from thirty-nine degrees to over thirty-seven degrees, and the fever was still low, but the person had already woken up.

   Although Tang Chuang was a little unhappy watching his baby bring water to her 'Golden Master Brother', he didn't bother and waited aside.

   Seeing that Tang Jin has removed the pendant that Rong Qing was carrying.

   I took the pendant apart, but I didn't see the rune paper inside, and a small pile of ashes fell from the pendant.

   A few people in the house looked stunned.

  Even if they don't know Feng Shui metaphysics, they know that the spell turned into ashes, obviously being hit by something powerful, which is not an ordinary thing.

   Tang Jin frowned slightly.

   quickly drew a new rune paper, stuffed it into the pendant, and brought it to Rong Qing.

   "Brother, is there any important business recently? Did you offend anyone?"

   Tang Jin finished all this.

   pulled the stool and sat beside the bed, and asked a serious question.

   "This thing is rushing to kill, but I still can't determine what this thing is. It can only be seen that it has something to do with my brother's recent business."

  Rongqing followed the memory.

   "There have been no major changes in business recently. Although there are some big cooperations, they are all partners of the Rong family who have cooperated with each other for many years, and the relationship is basically good."

  Tang Jin tilted his little head, his little face stained with distress.

  Rong Qing had just drank a few sips of water, her lips were rosy, and her morbidly pale complexion was still dyed a little red. Originally, he wanted to say that since the other party made a move, he would show his fault sooner or later, so he was not too worried.

   Seeing this little dumpling get up, he raised his hand and hugged him.

  Rong Qing's eyes widened for a moment.

  Tang Jin's little hand has already tapped twice on his back.

   Learn to comfort people like an adult.

   "I will definitely catch the bad things today!"

   For the beautiful gold master brother.

   For petty money!

  The weak little boy remained motionless, obediently letting the little dumpling carry him up.

   I didn’t say what I was going to say just now.

   just lowered his eyes and looked obedient.

   At this moment, the door was gently knocked a few times.

   "Sir, Master Lejia came to visit you today. I heard that you woke up and someone has come."

  Rongjia and Lejia usually have a good relationship.

   Le Wenfeng has no heart.

   At most, he is short-tempered, and the eldest young master is a bit arrogant and domineering, and he is betrayal to his father, but in fact, he is more comfortable than many people.

   It is a bit rude to rush over before Tang Jin is over.

  Rong Qing was not surprised, she only glanced at Xiao Tuanzi and saw Xiao Nianjin nodded her head earnestly, with a gesture of intending to see everyone around Rong Qing, so she let people in.

  —

  Le Wenfeng walked all the way, thinking about those people's words, he still felt disgusted in his heart.

   The same is true of the Rong family. This kind of acute illness does not make people stay in the hospital and need to find some feng shui metaphysician to see.

   The phone rang, and Le Wenfeng took a look at the caller ID and answered the call.

   "Hey, you bastard, don't mess around in the Rong's house."

   On the other end of the phone, his father's grumpy voice rang.

   "What is chaos?"

   "I can tell you, don't provoke the little gentleman of the Rong family casually. He has the ability and ability. If you offend the little gentleman, I will be the first to forgive you."

   Le Wenfeng's anger rose immediately.

"I'm glad that guy turned his head and gave you a tip? You don't even look at what you believe in, what is the era? Believe in Feng Shui metaphysics, believe in fortune-telling and healing? Others are medical students for five years, undergraduate, three years, master's degree and three years. Dr. Nian, plus three years of training and attending examination, a total of fourteen years of study to become a junior attending physician, and treating you He He He He is not to make your mind believe those messy things."

   Le Wenfeng became angrier the more he talked.

   "Then the fortune-teller is more powerful than other doctors in counting the years. What are your thoughts? If you get sick in a few years and get a master of Fengshui and metaphysics to come home, don't blame me for blasting you out."

   Without waiting for the other side to speak again, Le Wenfeng hung up the phone and turned off the phone.

   is cool.

  Okay, keep this attitude, and slap the guy who cheated money and delayed the treatment! Pull Rong Qing back to the hospital.

   With that in mind, he quickened his pace.

  —

  Tang rushed to the living room and waited for the little dumpling to go back after finishing his work.

   There is only Rong Qing Rong Yinghui plus a small milk ball in the house.

   The young man with his red hair dyed in a flamboyant manner entered the door aggressively.

   "What about people?"

   Le Wenfeng spoke subconsciously, and then his eyes fell on Rong Qing.

  Rong Qing was already leaning on the head of the bed, and his face improved significantly.

   Rong Yinghui holds a thermometer in his hand.

  The temperature dropped very quickly, at this moment Rong Qing's body temperature had dropped to just thirty-seven degrees.

   Le Wenfeng was still a little dazed.

   Just listening to those people's words, Rong Qing should still have a high fever at this moment.

   How long does it take to be ready?

   You can't really be favored by that master of Feng Shui metaphysics, right?

  Rong Yinghui looked at the other party and was speechless.

   "Who are you looking for when you enter the door?"

   "Isn't it that you found some Feng Shui metaphysics master to treat you? I tell you this is definitely a liar and can't believe it!"

   Le Wenfeng spoke immediately, clenched his fist as big as a sandbag, and gritted his teeth angrily.

   Don’t forget to search.

   "Where is the person? How much money was spent on you, and did they give you something like talisman water? Don't drink those things indiscriminately, I'll go after them and see if I don't teach her a lesson—"

  Rong Qing crossed his hands on the small table. When he met people, the corners of his lips had a habitual smile. A few strands of black hair were unkemptly curled up without taking care of him. He looked a little sickly and looked tired and gloomy.

   This look made Le Wenfeng feel a little strange.

   Rong Yinghui, who listened to the side for a long time: ...?

"Wait a minute-"

   He narrowed his eyes and asked again in disbelief.

   "Who are you going to teach?"

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   Small table.

  The servant just brought sweet and sour hot fruit tea.

   Knowing that Tang Jin is coming, today's dessert is dried apricot cookies.

  Tang Jin has come here many times, and a small number of servants in the Rong family have become accustomed to such a beautiful and powerful little cutie.

   Every time I eat something I like, it's like a cute little hamster.

  Tang Jin just sat down and ate half a cookie. Hearing the merciless criticism when he entered the door, he bit the crispy cookie in his mouth.

   first glanced at each other's face, Tang Jin put the cookie into his mouth, took a sip of hot fruit tea, and then stood up.

   "What he wants to teach is Jin Jin, right?"

   The little milk dumpling looked at Rong Yinghui and said suspiciously.

   Le Wenfeng's eyes completely fell on the little milk group.

   He saw this little girl when he entered the door.

   But the other party is too young, with a pair of big and round cat pupils that are clear and clear, and there is no deceit at all, so Le Wenfeng naturally ignores people when searching for 'liars'.

  Rong Yinghui and Le Wenfeng are also familiar with each other. If he hadn't known what kind of character this fellow was, he would have kicked his **** at this moment.

   Look what you say.

   The small dumplings are quite large, and they are not annoying at all.

   wiped his mouth, got up and walked steadily to Le Wenfeng.

   She took off her coat, which was a bright yellow sweater, and his thigh-high dumpling stood in front of him.

  Le Wenfeng was still a little confused.

   The brain has not yet figured out what this series of actions and words represent from entering the door to the present. It is impossible for this little thing to be the legendary little gentleman, right?

   I heard Tang Jin speak.

   "Brother, I see that your hall is blue and black, and the palace of life is crossed, and there may be a catastrophe. It is because the evil spirits are staring at you. Today, it is fate when you and I meet."

   Her voice was milky, but the more she listened, the darker Le Wenfeng's face became.

   "As long as this number is enough, I guarantee that my brother will get rid of all disasters."

  Tang Jin gestured with **** and raised them up, advertising and doing business in a serious manner, and what she said was extremely mysterious, not at all like her soft appearance.

   At first glance, this mouth is a skilled worker in advertising.

   And it's almost the same as the 'Yintang Blackening' that those fortune-tellers started with, and it's not even better.

  Le Wenfeng:…

  艹.

   Really this little dumpling? ? !

   This is a chapter and a half

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   Babies can sleep first~

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   Ann

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