Less than twenty minutes later, the family doctor rushed over and examined Pei Yushen's current physical condition.

Fortunately, apart from the weakness and fatigue caused by frequent sedative injections, the only other problem was low blood sugar due to prolonged fasting.

Considering the boy's special circumstances—that he had not yet recovered from the sedative and refused to be fed—the doctor, with Mr. Huo's permission, administered intravenous nutritional medication directly to the boy.

The spasms in his stomach subsided slightly, and a trace of color finally returned to the boy's pale face.

Xu Sheng had already informed Pei Luying and his wife Shu Han of Zhang Cui Nong's actions.

There was a long, trembling silence on the phone.

"H-How could this be?"

The Pei couple could not believe it; their chests heaved violently, and they breathed rapidly.

They never imagined that their precious son would survive for nearly two months under the control of this wicked woman of unknown origin.

Pei Luying's voice was choked with pain and self-blame: "It's all my fault... I shouldn't have let her in..."

When Madam Pei saw Zhang Cuinong's careless and sloppy appearance when she came to apply for the job, she was immediately displeased.

Unfortunately, one after another, nannies have left voluntarily. The couple has tried their best to reduce their research workload, but in addition, they have to travel all over the country to help their son stand up again, so they really have no time to take care of their child.

Zhang Cuinong is among the few applicants with the best resume and the most proactive attitude.

At Pei Luying's urging, Shu Han finally agreed to give the nanny a three-day trial period. However, to their surprise, the nanny was efficient, strong, and most importantly, she could "coax" Pei Yushen to eat.

Pei Yushen had a very low appetite. If it weren't for the couple taking turns fasting with him, and not eating if the boy didn't eat, Pei Yushen would only eat a few bites.

Although they were curious about what method the nanny had used, since Ah Shen didn't want to see them, the two of them didn't ask any further questions.

Just eat it.

Seeing the nanny's polite and capable demeanor, Madam Pei reflected that she should not have judged her by her appearance. She officially retained her and, feeling guilty, even gave her a raise.

Little did I know that I had let a wolf into my house!

The initial sense of incongruity between Zhang Cuinong herself and her identity has finally been confirmed.

Madam Pei covered her face and wept softly, her voice heavy with helplessness: "Why, why does Ah Shen never say anything..."

Whether at school or at home...

The couple even considered returning home immediately, even though they had only recently arrived in the US and had not yet visited Mr. Tomas.

Xu Sheng sighed and whispered to the two not to be too anxious. Old Master Huo had already made arrangements here. The nanny would be handed over to the police. The charges of identity fraud, intentional injury, and even theft would be enough for her to reflect on her actions in prison for seven or eight years.

The housekeeping company was also sued for infringing on consumer rights. The executives' shady dealings were exposed online, and the company was even ordered to shut down and be thoroughly investigated by relevant departments.

Now, the Huo family has arranged for Pei Yushen to be cared for by a nanny who is absolutely familiar with him and is professional and reliable.

Hearing Xu Sheng's words, the two finally put their minds at ease about returning home. With the return of their rationality, they also realized that the date of their visit was approaching and that their sudden cancellation was reckless.

Xu Sheng continued to calmly comfort the two who were longing for their son.

Jiang Chi leaned against the door frame not far away, his peach blossom eyes languidly observing.

As expected of the old man's secretary, she has a knack for persuasion.

The woman's intermittent sobs drifted into my ears from the phone.

Jiang Chi slowly lowered his gaze.

A researcher who spends all day in the lab, focused on working with equipment, can meticulously and keenly discern the logic behind every number and piece of code, but—

It's not always possible to see through the disguise of a living person.

In terms of keen insight into people's hearts, they still can't compare to businessmen.

My uncle probably knew all along that the nanny was problematic.

Jiang Chi clicked his tongue in amazement.

Xu Sheng later told them that before he investigated the housekeeping company, someone from the Huo family had already thoroughly investigated the owner. Otherwise, why would the owner have skipped the part about making excuses and obstructing and confessed everything directly?

The person who arrived was Lin Cheng, Huo Qin's secretary.

I just didn't expect the nanny to be exposed so quickly.

Jiang Chi straightened up, his gaze sweeping over the door, just as his phone vibrated.

On the phone, Brother Hong was urgently urging me to leave immediately, saying there was a CCTV announcement in the afternoon and I couldn't be late, blah blah blah...

Jiang Chi gave a few perfunctory "uh-huhs" while frowning and looking around the lobby on the first floor.

Where did Chaochao go again?

Was I a groundhog in my past life? Could I just burrow underground and move around?

...

At this moment, the little dumpling who was rumored to have "burrowed underground" was squatting in the garden, by the bushes.

Two tiny paws dug into the soil, creating a small hole.

Chaochao picked up the bag of bread that had tragically perished. The plastic bag had a large hole in it, and the soft bread inside had been crushed, with a shoe print even remaining on one side.

Chaochao touched its remains with deep affection.

Little bread, Chaochao knows, you sacrificed yourself to protect us.

You are a good loaf of bread!

She's made up her mind; she'll be eating this one type of bread for the next week!

With tears in her eyes, the little dumpling gave the "first-class military merit" bread a grand funeral, and even piled three or four pretty pebbles on the mound of earth.

In ancient times, there was the story of Daiyu burying flowers; today, there is the story of Zhaochao burying bread.

After tidying up, the little dumpling wandered aimlessly around the garden with an indescribable sense of melancholy.

Before I knew it, I had walked to the direction directly opposite the guest room on the south side of the villa.

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