Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

Mrs. Wen was terrified and hid behind the servants without saying a word until Wen Xinyu came back and kicked everyone out.

"Don't bother me again, or don't blame me for being rude."

Wen Xinyu waved her fist threateningly.

She is in full swing now, the tabloid reporters dare not easily offend her, and leave in desperation, but on the way back, a man in black appeared out of nowhere with a sack on his head, followed by frequent punches and kicks like raindrops, until After beating people so much that they inhale less and exhale more, they leave...

"Mother, next time you see these people, you must not let them in."

"En." Madam Wen was a little dazed, obviously thinking about what the reporter said just now: "Is Shen Qing really endangered?"

"Mother! You don't need to care about these things. Things have finally returned to the right track. Don't mess around. So many reporters went to make trouble and were blocked from the door."

Wen Xinyu clarified the serious relationship and dispelled Mrs. Wen's dangerous idea.

Shen Qing's matter delayed all the work on Wen Qian's hand, and there was no urgent work left or right, and with Tu Meiling and Hong Jing by her side, Wen Qian hardly had to worry about it.

The next day, Shen Qing finally woke up. Although she couldn't be transferred out of the ICU for the time being, the visiting time became longer.

"Mom, you scared me to death." Wen Qian lay on Shen Qing's stomach like a child, her whole body trembling slightly.

Shen Qing stroked Wen Qian's back with little strength: "Silly boy, isn't Mom all right?" This time the onset was more dangerous than before, and it had been several years since the last onset, and Shen Qing also had the illusion that her body was already healed. Wen Qian was worried.

"Mom, do you have anything you want to eat?" After sleeping for two days, there must be no taste in her mouth, and Wen Qian was worried about Shen Qing's stomach.

"Anything is fine. What does the doctor say about my illness?" Shen Qing is more concerned about her illness than food.

"It's nothing serious, it'll be fine after a few days of cultivation." Wen Qian really felt that the truth was too cruel, and she didn't want Shen Qing to know.

Shen Qing knew that Wen Qian was lying, and this ward alone already explained too many problems.

But she chose to coax Wen Qian: "Okay."

The image of the two deceiving each other and being willing to be deceived fell into Fu Yicheng's eyes, and he was suddenly a little envious. Maybe he would never be able to experience this kind of feeling in his life, because after being independent for a long time, he no longer desires these things.

This is also the reason why although he forgave Fu Jinan and Ning Wenru, he couldn't treat them as relatives, and was not as comfortable as Wen Qian with them.

"I'll go out for a while." Fu Yicheng couldn't bear to disturb such a scene.

After closing the door of the ward, Fu Yicheng sighed softly just now, took out his mobile phone to find a number, and dialed it.

He promised to block those reporters, not just talking, and what he wanted to do was not only to block them, but Wen Qian didn't need to know about these dark things.

Shen Qing's matter made Wen Qian postpone all the work in hand, and she was either at home or in the ward every day. Three days later, Shen Qing was finally transferred from the ICU to the general ward.

Meng Xiaoran also received the simulation experiment report, and brought Wen Qian to his office.

After a long time no see, Meng Xiaoran changed to a bigger and more spacious office. She is really a good deputy.

"Wen Qian, I came here because of my aunt's illness. I found the best cardiologist in the hospital right after the operation, and gave my aunt a simulated treatment with the most advanced equipment."

"Simulation treatment?" Wen Qian still wondered these days that she hadn't had a follow-up visit after the operation, and only the nurse came to change the injection water on time, so she thought Meng Xiaoran didn't care about it.

"Oh, the latest technology is to make a heart about the size of my aunt, and find problems in that heart."

Meng Xiaoran tried to explain in words that Wen Qian could understand.

"How's the result?" Wen Qian only felt that it was amazing, but now she only cares about the result.

Meng Xiaoran's face collapsed, and he told Wen Qian the result with his expression.

"Is there no other way?"

A few days passed, and Wen Qian gradually accepted this fact, she did not pull Meng Xiaoran's white coat as aggressively as the first day.

"Several old doctors proposed to use my aunt to do experiments and develop targeted drugs, but this requires my aunt's consent and a lot of money." Of course, Wen Qian and Fu Yicheng must not be short of this money, otherwise she would Nor will it be brought up.

"Is there any danger in this?" Just hearing the word "experiment" made me afraid, but Wen Qian knew that Meng Xiaoran was sincerely doing it for her own good.

"Auntie's blood is needed... a lot. Auntie must supplement the blood according to the ingredients we give." In this way, the patient's body will definitely lose weight day by day.

Wen Qian lowered her eyes: "I need to go back and discuss with my mother... Is it possible to reduce the number of blood draws?" Wen Qian wanted to find a cure, but she didn't want Shen Qing to suffer too much.

"Yes, as long as you can persuade Auntie."

Those old doctors didn't want Meng Xiaoran to think of a way to make them willing.

Wen Qian walked towards the ward in a daze, and almost bumped into the nurse who was walking towards her, her waist was suddenly stopped and taken aside.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Sheng Jing's face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "Why are you here?"

"I went to the studio to look for you, and they all said you were not here, so I finally found out that you are here." Fu Yicheng blocked the news too tightly, and all the reporters who came to make trouble were sent away by Fu Yicheng If he didn't have a channel, he didn't know when he would know about Shen Qing.

"What do you want from me?" Wen Qian swept Sheng Jing's hand away, she didn't let go after it was safe, she was not in the mood to play with him now.

"I'm here to see Aunt Shen."

Only then did Wen Qian notice that Sheng Jing was holding a fruit basket in her other hand. She overreacted a bit, and it was all caused by the reporter.

"Come with me." Wen Qian calmed down, this time the embarrassing thing like just now did not happen again.

Shen Qing was quite surprised to see Sheng Jing: "President Sheng." She was a little uncertain about his relationship with Wen Qian, so she was always polite when she saw him, he was the president after all.

"Mom, he's my friend, he's here to see you."

"When did you become friends?" Shen Qing remembered that Wen Qian was obviously full of hostility when she first saw Sheng Jing.

"Not long ago." Friends, they all come from different places. The first time we met, there was a bit of a misunderstanding, but when everyone didn't trust her, only Sheng Jing believed her. At that time, she decided that Sheng Jing would be her friend. up.

"Well, didn't you go to see Xiaoran just now? When will I be discharged from the hospital?" Shen Qing was thinking about the needlework at home and she felt that time was running out.

I don't want to waste time in the hospital, so I might as well go back and make some more clothes for Wen Qian and Fu Rongmo.

"Observe for a few more days." Wen Qian wanted to tell Shen Qing about Meng Xiaoran's proposal when she came back, but it's not convenient for Sheng Jing to say this here.

"It seems that I'm a bit redundant. I don't worry if Auntie is fine. I'll go first." Sheng Jing was the most eye-catching, and left consciously after putting down the fruit basket.