"I heard that Qiao Qiao has now opened her own clothing and accessories design studio, protective products company, jade carving workshop, and has also held art exhibitions abroad. The things she makes are now famous internationally. Many people spend a lot of money to get her paintings and jade carvings."
"Qiao Qiao is really amazing. She is beautiful, gentle, loyal, knowledgeable, talented, and able to make money. I wish I could meet a girl like her."
"Don't dream. If you want to meet someone like Qiao Qiao, you must at least grow up to be like Qi Muhan and have his level of medical skills."
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"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
When Mrs. Cheng heard the discussions of the nurses and doctors around her, her body softened and she almost fainted.
She held her son's hand tightly, regretting her decision: "Haoming, Mom... I'm sorry for you..."
Cheng Haoming had known about these things for a long time. He regretted it deeply, but he was powerless and could only live his life numbly.
Cheng Haoming said expressionlessly: "Stop talking about this and go get checked!"
He took some time out today to accompany his mother for a re-examination. If he goes back late, he will probably be scolded by the tigress at home again.
After the examination, the mother and son returned home in silence.
The tigress was not at home, which made Cheng Haoming breathe a sigh of relief.
He was in a bad mood and had no energy to deal with that woman.
After asking the servant to send his mother back to her room, he thought for a moment, turned around and went to his father's room.
Cheng Haoming teamed up with his grandfather to seize the company, and then issued a statement severing the father-son relationship with his father, which caused his father to suffer a stroke and become paralyzed.
Afterwards, out of consideration for the father-son relationship, he still took the man back from the hospital and asked his servants to take good care of him.
"Dad, I have some good news to share with you."
Cheng Haoming pulled a chair and sat next to the bed.
He stared expressionlessly at his father, whose half body was unable to move and whose hair was half white.
"You...you go away..."
Father Cheng's mouth was crooked as he glared at him, his words unclear.
Seeing him like this, Cheng Haoming felt a little better.
She pulled the quilt for him with concern and gently persuaded him: "Dad, you haven't even listened to me yet, why are you so angry?"
"Anger is harmful to your health. The doctor said that you'd better not get angry anymore, as it will make your condition worse."
"What if I can't even move my body and can't utter a word?"
"You... you are an unfilial son..."
Father Cheng was so angry that he pointed at him and could hardly speak. Saliva flowed down the corners of his crooked mouth. At this moment, he looked as embarrassed as possible, without a trace of his previous high spirits.
"Dad, you treated me like that, and I still brought you back home and took care of you so well. How can I be an unfilial son? I am the most filial son!"
As Cheng Haoming spoke, he took a few tissues from the table next to him and helped him wipe his saliva.
"You know what? If it weren't for me, Mei Yuxin, that slutty, vain, materialistic bitch, would have gotten married again, and your precious son would have almost called someone else daddy again."
"I sent her glorious deeds and intimate photos of her with previous men to all the men who pursued her. That's why your precious son didn't call another man dad. See, son, how good I am to you."
"But how many times has this happened? It seems to be the fifth time!"