Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups

She sighed quietly, then a relieved smile appeared on her face.

"From now on, Mom will make these delicious foods for you every day and raise you to be strong."

As she spoke, she seemed to remember something, and a trace of joy appeared in her eyes.

"By the way, Chengcheng, do you remember that time when your grandpa was in the hospital, the kid named Xiaobao in the next room?"

Fang Cheng paused slightly, stirring the porridge in his bowl.

Of course he remembered, that little boy who had leukemia but was unusually sensible and well-behaved.

And the couple who ran around everywhere for their child's treatment, even going so far as to borrow high-interest loans.

Back then, it was in the hospital where he intervened to stop the thugs who came to collect debts, and thus, by a twist of fate, he met Ma Donghe.

"What's the matter, Mom? Xiaobao's illness…"

Fang Cheng asked in confusion.

Li Biyun smiled and waved her hand, saying:

"There's no problem. Last month, Xiaobao's leukemia surgery was very successful!"

"A few days ago, his father, Mr. Wu, brought him to the hospital for a check-up, and the doctor said he is recovering well. Mr. Wu was so happy that he bought a few bags of oranges to specially give to us."

"Ah, the family finally sees hope at the end of the tunnel. Life, finally, has something to look forward to!"

Upon hearing this news, the slight tension in Fang Cheng's heart quietly relaxed.

In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the scene he glimpsed through Spiritual Resonance—

In a somewhat old but clean and tidy home, Xiaobao was sitting in front of the TV, obediently doing his homework on the coffee table.

His little face was glowing with a healthy flush.

A smile unconsciously crept up at the corners of Fang Cheng's mouth.

"That's really great."

He said sincerely.

After half of the meal, the porridge in the bowl was almost finished.

As Li Biyun collected her dishes, she casually asked:

"Chengcheng, do you have any plans this afternoon?"

"I remember you're taking the graduate exam at the end of the month, right?"

Today, she happened to be off from work and didn't have to go to the hospital.

The resignation procedures she handled would be officially effective by the 20th of this month.

As for the new house renovation in Wanghu Town, Li Dingjian personally oversaw it, so she didn't have to worry about it.

Thus, Li Biyun was rare free today and planned to go to Gufeng Temple outside the city with her son.

To pay respects to the Buddha, burn some incense sticks, and pray for his smooth exam passage and admission.

Fang Cheng picked up the glass of milk and finished the last sip of warm milk.

As if already anticipating his mother's question, he replied casually:

"Mom, I have an appointment with a colleague this afternoon; I might be back a bit late."

Hearing this, Li Biyun immediately stopped what she was doing, her eyes shining brightly, fixed on her son.

"An appointment?"

She tentatively asked:

"Is it with a female colleague or a male colleague?"

Amused by his mother's nosiness, Fang Cheng shook his head helplessly.

"It's a male colleague, Mom."

Then, he put down his glass, maintaining his usual calm smile, and explained:

"When I first joined the company, a senior colleague took special care of me, guiding me through many work-related challenges."

"Recently, he seems to have some family issues, quite troublesome ones. I thought I'd go over to see if there's anything I could help with."

This reasoning sounded reasonable and matched Fang Cheng's always helpful nature.

"Oh, that's how it is, huh."

Li Biyun nodded, looking somewhat disappointed but still reminded him:

"Alright, go ahead. Helping a colleague is the right thing to do, but don't overexert yourself."

"If it gets too late, call Mom."

"Got it, Mom."

Fang Cheng replied.

He didn't tell his mother the truth.

Because the place he was going in the afternoon was neither the company nor any colleague's home.

But rather the orphanage located in the suburbs, named "Chenxi Home."

Fang Cheng wanted to see for himself.

How the "Hunter action," meticulously planned by the Noah Organization targeting Cheng Jiashu, which might also affect innocent children, would unfold.

As for himself, what stance he should take to intervene in these soon-to-be stirred deep waters.