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After Mr. Fang left, Zhan Yan stayed in the study.

He found that he had no time to think about the possibilities of being in a wheelchair or using a cane for the rest of his life.

All he thinks about is how to settle Wen Rao, how to stabilize the group, and how to comfort his family.

I thought about it for a long time and a lot, but rarely thought about myself.

What he thinks about most is the future between him and Wen Rao.

He will also ask himself, why can't he be selfish and consider himself first?

But loving someone, caring about his family, and being unable to let go of work have become everything in his life. In some ways, he is willing to pay for these.

In the past, he only had family and work, and he rarely thought about himself.

Later, with Wen Rao, he could not live without her presence in his daily life.

It seems that it is his selfless giving, but it is also the presence of warmth that makes him more flesh and blood, and he longs to be qualified to embrace someone who loves him in life.

In the warm room with her in the winter, play chess and drink tea with her under the shade of the trees in the summer.

When you have such a person by your side, you will feel warm and at ease when you think of her.

Apart from the intrigues and intrigues in business wars, seeing her makes my heart feel peaceful and worthwhile.

But now, he doesn't know if he can hold her again in the future.

Wen Rao discussed with Yingzi Chunfeng for a while, but Yingzi Chunfeng went back to the room first.

She couldn't sleep, so she walked out of the room and saw the light in the study was on.

Zhuang Tao is still hospitalized, and Zhan Yan is the only one who can use the study.

Thinking that he had been wronged today, his shriveled look at that time was quite funny. Wen Rao never thought that he would have such a moment of being possessed by a drama queen.

Seeing Zhan Yan up so late, Wen Rao's heart twitched inexplicably, wondering if she had tricked him and left a psychological shadow on him.

Just as I was about to check on him, the next moment, the light in the study room went out.

Wen Rao paused.

Could he sleep in the study tonight?

Thinking that he might have rested, Wen Rao didn't disturb him and went downstairs to the kitchen to heat up a glass of milk.

Afraid of disturbing other people's rest, Wen Rao thoughtfully closed the kitchen door.

Zhan Yan turned his wheelchair and walked out of the study at this time, and came to Wen Rao's door without hesitation.

He knocked on the door several times, but no one responded.

But he saw from the crack of the door that the light was on, but Wen Rao didn't open the door for him.

Zhan Yan's heart sank, because Wen Rao was still angry, so he ignored him.

"Raoruo, are you still angry with me?"

Zhan Yan asked quietly.

The lights in the room were still on, but there was no response.

Zhan Yan's eyes dropped, gloomy and melancholy.

At this moment, he just wanted to hold Wen Rao and sleep quietly all night, but who knew that he couldn't even satisfy this wish.

It seems she doesn't lose her temper so easily.

Zhan Yan reluctantly turned his wheelchair and returned to the study.

Not long after the study door closed, Wen Rao went upstairs with milk.

Before entering the room, she specifically looked at the light in the study, but it was still not turned on. She looked away from the study and entered the room.

A second later, the study light clicked on.

Unable to sleep, Zhan Yan sat in a wheelchair with the light on all night.

The next day, Mr. Fang came in to see Zhan Yan and saw him sitting in a wheelchair with a haggard face. He had obviously not slept all night.

"You brat, have you been thinking about it all night?"

Mr. Fang sat down opposite Zhan Yan.

Zhan Yan cheered up, his eyes were bloodshot, but his expression was surprisingly calm and serious.

"Mr. Fang, what is the worst plan I can accept is not decided by me, but by your medical skills!

I believe you! Just tell me directly! "

Zhan Yan's voice was a little hoarse. Fang Lao looked at him with eyebrows and snorted for a long time.