The ex-wife is rebellious, which makes the CEO feel troubled

Chapter 375 We'll See You Sooner or Later

Gu Huaijing turned around to look at the detailed records on the roster, and the guardian information in Lu Ruoxing's column was clearly written.

Mother: Qiao Shi

Occupation: Perfumer

"..."

It turns out that he is a professional perfumer, so replicating the formula in ancient books is not a difficult task for him.

Gu Huaijing lowered his eyelashes and remained silent for a while.

Even he himself didn't know what he was expecting just now.

Lu Ruoxing put the sachet into her small backpack, then took something from the table, put it on her back, and came over skipping.

"Uncle, I just made this. Thank you for helping me last time."

As she spoke, she handed the things to Gu Huaijing.

It was a thousand paper cranes that she had just folded with her own hands, colorful and tied into a long string with silk thread.

"You can hang this by the bed. Uncle, you are a good person. The thousand paper cranes will bring you good luck."

Seeing her enthusiasm, Gu Huaijing couldn't bear to reject the kindness of a little girl. He took it gently and said, "Thank you."

While Lu Ruoxing was happy, she did not forget what her mother had said.

"My mother will be back soon. She kept telling me that she wanted to thank you in person. Uncle, can you wait for her here for a while?"

The big watery eyes just blinked, staring at him expectantly.

One second, three seconds, five seconds...

Gu Huaijing pondered for a moment, and finally turned his head to the person in charge and said: "...Bring the report here, I'll take a look here."

Although Lu Ruoxing didn't understand what the report he was talking about was, when she saw Gu Huaijing sitting down, her eyes curved into crescents.

The little girl was not afraid of strangers at all and sat down next to him. "This is the painting I drew. Isn't it beautiful, uncle?"

Strangely enough, Gu Huaijing was not popular with children before. He knew that maybe it was because he was born with a cold expression and seemed a little unkind, so when he went to the orphanage, few children dared to play with him.

Lu Ruoxing was the first one who dared to approach him so proactively.

Looking at the painting again, although the brushwork is crooked, you can still make out that the portrait is of a family of three.

He nodded, a tacit sign of approval.

"Hehe, then I'll draw a picture for uncle later."

Looking at the clever and cute little girl, Gu Huaijing couldn't help but think of the child he had never met.

At that time, he was thinking that if he was pregnant with a daughter, it would be great if she looked like Ning Xi.

If she could really be born safely...

"Boss Gu." Li Mingyou interrupted his melancholy and whispered in his ear, "There's news from City A. The partner of the project you mentioned last time..."

Gu Huaijing's handsome eyebrows were deeply frowned.

Knowing the urgency of the situation, he stood up and was about to leave.

"Hey?" Lu Ruoxing hurried forward and tried to stop him, "Uncle, why are you leaving? Wait a moment, just a moment, mom will be out soon!"

Li Mingyou hurriedly said, "Be good, little friend. We really have something urgent to do right now. We will have a chance to meet again in the future. Bye!"

He waved his hand and quickly followed Gu Huaijing.

At this moment, the door of the conference room opposite was pushed open with a creaky sound.

The employee smiled and held out his hand to Ning Xi: "Ms. Qiao's contribution to the association will be recorded. On behalf of those families in need, I want to say thank you to you."

Ning Xi shook hands lightly: "You are so polite."

Before she finished her words, Lu Ruoxing pulled her over.

"Mom, come here quickly, it's too late!"

Ning Xi was confused. When she followed him out, Gu Huaijing had already walked far away and quickly disappeared at the elevator entrance.

Only a fleeting handsome figure was left behind.

Lu Ruoxing curled her lips, "Well, I still didn't catch up."

"Who is it? Why are you so anxious to bring mom to see it?" Ning Xi said blankly.

Lu Ruoxing explained it to her, and Ning Xi then realized that the man just now was the kind-hearted person from before.

She thought carefully about the back figure and felt that it was somewhat familiar.

I can’t say exactly where I’m familiar with.

Ning Xi shook her head, looked at the lost little girl, and comforted her: "It's not a coincidence this time, but it doesn't matter. He will come here next time, and we will meet him again."

……

The mother and daughter stayed in the assistance meeting for the whole afternoon. Lu Ruoxing had a lot of fun, while Ning Xi exchanged common knowledge about heart malformations with many parents and benefited a lot from it.

As soon as she walked out of the association's gate, she received a call from the newspaper.

"Ms. Qiao, we have found the news about the demolition of the Tribulus Clinic. I have sent the electronic version to your email."

Ning Xi was delighted: "That's great! Thank you."

When I opened the email, I saw a page in the newspaper that detailed the demolition situation that year, with a line of words attached in the lower right corner.

The rebuilt address of the clinic is No. 112, Jiefang Road, Bei’an New City District.

Ning Xi suddenly realized that it was no wonder that she couldn't find it that day. It turned out that the old man was confused and pointed her to the wrong way.

She bent down to help Lu Ruoxing tidy up her messy bangs and smiled gently: "Baby, I found the place that mom told you about before. Let's go and take a look now."

Along the way, Lu Ruoxing showed his curiosity about the clinic.

"Mom, is there any difference between the clinic and the hospital near my home?"

"The hospital near my home is a Western medicine clinic, but this clinic is a Chinese medicine clinic." Ning Xi patiently said, "It's a method of treatment that has been passed down in China for thousands of years."

"Wow... thousands of years, isn't that amazing?" Lu Ruoxing exclaimed.

"Yes, Chinese medicine is very profound and can definitely cure your illness!"

As she said this, Ning Xi herself felt both excited and nervous.

After all, she had little exposure to traditional Chinese medicine before this.

The taxi slowly stopped at the destination. As soon as I got out of the car, I saw four big characters written in running script on the luxurious plaque of the shop opposite: Tribulus Medical Clinic.

Ning Xi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she finally found the right one this time.

To show her sincerity, Ning Xi took off her mask and hat.

As soon as you walk in, you will be greeted by the bitter aroma of Chinese medicinal herbs. The interior decoration is in traditional Chinese style, with mahogany tables and chairs, landscape screens, and an ink-and-wash portrait hanging in the middle.

Somehow, Ning Xi's attention was immediately drawn to the painting.

The painting depicts a kind-looking old man, and with just a few strokes, it is so vivid that it seems that in the next second, you can see him smiling.

Looking at the person in the portrait, Ning Xi suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if they had met somewhere before.

But when I think about it carefully, I have no impression of it at all.

The young receptionist interrupted her thoughts and took the initiative to say, "Madam, do you have an appointment? If not, please get a number and queue up here."

Ning Xi came back to her senses: "No... I'm here to look for someone."

The receptionist thought she was being picky about the doctor, so she said sternly, "I'm sorry, today we only have Doctor Lou in attendance. He's also an old expert in our clinic, so we can't choose him."

"No, I'm looking for a lady named Ning, the granddaughter of Doctor Wen Zhanling." Ning Xi looked around, "Excuse me, is she here?"

The receptionist was stunned, obviously not expecting her to make this request.

"You want to see our curator?"