Chapter 237 Sleep quality up

  Su Nanzhi sleeps like this, and the cook at home is in trouble.

   The workload is too much to say, and I still don’t know when the child will wake up.

   This point, Jiang Beiyu can't control it.

   Originally, he didn’t even need a cook when he lived alone, but now there is an occasional little bodyguard who is a guest at home, so he has to worry more.

   Despite this, Jiang Beiyu was keenly aware that here, his bodyguards seemed to be more popular than his boss.

   The chef he hired always stared at his little bodyguard with the look of a child at home who was not full.

   It looks like he is watching his own piglets that are not full.

  “…”

   is outrageous.

   And I don't know if he was infected recently, Jiang Beiyu also felt sleepy all day.

  Sleep quality up

  ——

  Su Nanzhi woke up and found that he had used a man's suit jacket as a pillow.

  “…”

   This style with sparkling diamonds on the chest... a bit like Teacher Jiang's style.

  Su Nanzhi inevitably remembered what he was doing before going to bed.

   She was in the car at the time.

   She is now in her own bed.

   How did she get back?

  Su Nanzhi looked at the suit jacket in her hand and found that it was wrinkled by her pressure.

  Tsk, I don't know if Teacher Jiang will ask her for compensation.

   The phone seemed to be vibrating all the time. Sunanzhi clicked on it, only to find out that it was Zhao Qingheng.

   He should have realised that something was wrong with himself and his mother, far more than what Su Nanzhi had mentioned, including the tense relationship between his parents and those whose father was outside.

   Zhao Qingheng can be considered to have grown up with his grandfather. It is true that the head of the Zhao family is his father, but this does not mean that Mr. Zhao has no room to speak at all.

   The only heir of the Zhao family who is recognized outside, as long as he is aware of his identity and the power he can rely on, the Zhao family is still his biggest supporter.

   I just don't know if his father, who lingers in the flowers, knows how ambitious his bedside person really is.

   Judging from the content on WeChat, Zhao Qingheng basically believed her.

   It was only after a little observation that he knew that his mother's condition was much worse than his, so he was so anxious.

  Su Nanzhi moved his finger and sent a message back to Zhao Qingheng.

   In the next second, his call came.

   "Su Nanzhi, I'll give you more money, can you save my mother? Right now," Zhao Qingheng sounded anxious, "My mother is hospitalized."

   Both of the Zhao family were hospitalized at once.

   "What's going on?" Su Nanzhi asked.

   "My mother was diagnosed with liver cancer." Zhao Qingheng said.

  Su Nanzhi: "...So, what do you want me to do?"

"Didn't you say that this matter can be solved?" Zhao Qingheng lowered his voice, "My mother...she has not yet come out with the test results, the doctor said that it is very likely to be in the middle and late stages, and you took the initiative to tell me this... …”

  You gave me hope.

cancer.

   What a heavy word.

  Mrs. Zhao loves beauty, and she must maintain her elegance and dignity at home.

   Even though she has done some things that are not so beautiful as a mother, for Zhao Qingheng, she is also a mother.

  Su Nanzhi was silent for a while, then said, "Zhao Qingheng, do you think I am a god?"

   Her words choked Zhao Qingheng again. Yes, if Su Nanzhi had such ability, she would have cured her heart disease long ago.

   (end of this chapter)