Chapter 7 Meeting The Scumbag Ex-boyfriend!

• Inside the temple, Fu Jingchuan sat with a serious expression. Luo Yan touched his head and said, "General Fu, it took my subordinates a long time to find this temple. They say the master here can contact the mysterious little doctor from Hengguo. If we pray sincerely, the master will agree to help..."
• As Luo Yan spoke, his voice grew quieter.
• Fu Jingchuan's face darkened, and his forehead veins bulged. "Luo Yan, have you been idle lately?"
• Luo Yan took a different approach, considering that Mr. Huo had not found a cure after so many years.
• They had made a great effort to meet this little doctor from Hengguo, but there had been no progress so far.
• Just then, the door curtain was lifted gently.
• Song Nian'en, with his chubby little legs, stepped over the threshold and walked in with small steps, carrying a small backpack and looking very obedient.
• As soon as he entered, his eyes met Fu Jingchuan's gaze.
• "Handsome uncle." Song Nian'en's eyes lit up, and he immediately called out.
• Luo Yan was the first to react. Wasn't this the little guy who had clung to Mr. Huo at the airport?
• Fu Jingchuan narrowed his eyes slightly. He was Song Qingge's son.
• He walked over with small steps. Because he was too short, there was a significant height difference between him and Fu Jingchuan, so he could only place his hands on Fu Jingchuan's legs.
• "Who did you come with?"
• "I came by myself."
• "Handsome uncle, are you here for medical treatment too?" Song Nian'en looked at the sign over there and couldn't help but laugh. He didn't expect that there would be a temple set up for mommy in Jing City, specifically for seeking medical treatment. It was really funny.
• Fu Jingchuan's eyebrows furrowed deeply. He looked at the seemingly healthy child in front of him and wondered why he came for medical treatment.
• "I have an uncured congenital heart disease. Mommy is busy with work, so I came by myself."
• What?!
• Congenital heart disease?
• Luo Yan couldn't help but look at Fu Jingchuan. He didn't expect that this cute child in front of them would have the same condition as General Fu...
• Just then, a master who looked very professional walked out.
• "Are you the guests who came to seek our little doctor today? Hold this incense and pray sincerely here, and I will do my best to help you make contact."
• Song Nian'en tried hard to hold back his smile. He really wanted to say that the little doctor was his dear mommy.
• He obediently took the incense and politely bowed, saying, "Thank you, Master."
• Later, they knelt down with a sense of propriety, holding incense in their hands, and pleaded, "Little divine doctor, please help us, me and the handsome uncle, to cure our illnesses, okay?"
• ...
• When Fu Jingchuan walked out of the temple, Luo Yan knew that his time had come.
• Sure enough, as soon as Luo Yan left, he heard Fu Jingchuan coldly ordering, "Luo Yan, this is your last chance. If you can't find it, pack your bags and go to Heizhou."
• Luo Yan felt bitter in his heart. He didn't want to go to Heizhou to dig coal.
• As soon as he turned around, he saw this adorable little child behind him, looking around. Where was the car?
• "Mr. Fu, um... what about this child?"
• Fu Jingchuan turned around and met the pleading eyes of Song Nian'en, who was fumbling with his school bag.
• It was impossible to leave him alone in this desolate place.
• What was Song Qingge busy with, letting the child come out like this?
• "Take him with us."
• Song Nian'en felt a surge of joy in his heart. However, the road back was bumpy, and Song Nian'en's little head kept swaying, unable to sit still.
• Fu Jingchuan couldn't ignore it. He rarely asked, "Do you want me to carry him?"
• "Carry." Song Nian'en immediately opened his arms.
• Successfully carried into the embrace of the handsome uncle, Song Nian'en rubbed his head against Fu Jingchuan's chest. It felt so comfortable, Uncle's embrace was so warm.
• During the long journey, Song Nian'en began to feel unwell.
• Fu Jingchuan noticed that Song Nian'en's face had turned pale and his breathing had become rapid. He immediately shouted, "Stop the car."
• "What's wrong?"
• "It's okay, Uncle... he might be having a seizure."
• "Do you have any medicine?" Fu Jingchuan asked urgently.
• Song Nian'en pointed to the small school bag, and Fu Jingchuan immediately opened it. Inside, there was a thermos and a small bottle of medicine with Song Qingge's handwriting on it. He had to take two pills.
• Fu Jingchuan sat up straight, holding him in his arms, and gently fed him the medicine.
• "Thank you... Dad," Song Nian'en said drowsily.
• His voice was too soft for Fu Jingchuan to hear clearly, so he gently patted his back and said, "It's alright."
• Feeling uncomfortable, Song Nian'en couldn't provide his address, so Fu Jingchuan had no choice but to take him back to the old mansion.
• He nestled softly in the embrace of the handsome uncle and was carried into the living room.
• In the living room, Fu Shaokai was having a warm conversation with the old master. When he saw the tall figure walking in from outside, his eyes narrowed.
• Why did Fu Jingchuan come back!
• He was preparing to ask his grandfather for funding to start a branch company and secretly compete with Fu Jingchuan!
• When the old man saw Song Nianen, his eyebrows furrowed. "Jingchuan, did you have a child abroad?"
• Hearing this, Song Nianen blinked his eyes and looked up at the handsome uncle. Do they really look alike? Is it that obvious?
• Huo Shaokai carefully observed and they really did look like father and son!
• If he really had a son, it would be even more difficult for him to take over the Fu family!
• Song Nianen glanced at Fu Shaokai. Was he the scumbag ex-boyfriend?