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Wu Qingshu lay on the table, her limbs shaking uncontrollably, her stomach churning and she was unable to speak.

She was crouching very low, her hair almost covered by her windbreaker.

At first glance, Zhan Yan really thought it was Wen Rao lying there.

"Raorao! What's wrong with you?"

Zhan Yan only saw the windbreaker and thought it was Wen Rao.

Only when I got closer did I see clearly that it was not him.

At this time, Wu Qingshu raised her head despite the discomfort, and saw that Zhan Yan was more than one meter away from her.

The previous second, his eyes were full of worry and nervousness, and the next second they were cold and distant.

Wu Qingshu also managed to stand up after hearing his voice.

"Mr. Zhan..."

"never mind."

When Zhan Yan saw that it was Wu Qingshu, he didn't ask her why she came here, and turned around to find Wen Rao.

I happened to run into Wen Rao who came with Ling Chen.

"Hubby, Miss Wu is not feeling well. I couldn't get through to Ling Chen, so I went to Grandpa's place to ask him to check on Wu Qingshu."

After Wen Rao finished speaking, Ling Chen helped Wu Qingshu to the guest room, and came here with Wu Qingshu after a while.

Wu Qingshu's eyes fell on Zhan Yan's face and she quickly lowered her head.

I really want to watch it, but I know that watching it will only make it more difficult and disappointing.

"Miss Wu had a little hypoglycemia, but she's fine now. She still has a heart disease and needs to be treated with heart medicine."

Ling Chen helped Wu Qingshu sit down.

As for what kind of mental illness it is, Wu Qingshu has to cooperate with the treatment herself.

Wen Rao and Zhan Yan wouldn't ask any more questions.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Zhan, and thank you, Doctor Ling."

All that flashed before Wu Qingshu's eyes at this moment was the image of Zhan Yan walking quickly towards him.

Although he was calling Wen Rao, Wu Qingshu felt for the first time that Zhan Yan was walking towards her.

So close, and so urgent.

"Miss Wu, I have said everything I wanted to say before, so I won't waste your time anymore.

We’re going to have lunch too.”

Zhan Yan coldly ordered them to leave.

Wu Qingshu also knew that it was not suitable for her to stay for dinner.

But when she heard Jin Xi mention eating hotpot before, she really wanted to join in and experience the feeling of being together as a family.

But she also knew that even if she asked to stay, everyone would not enjoy the meal.

"Okay, I'll leave first."

Wu Qingshu wasn't the kind of person who would ask for trouble, so she stood up and said goodbye.

Zhan Yan took Wen Rao's hand and went to another yard.

"When you eat hotpot later, eat less spicy food. Your throat hurts every time you eat too much spicy food."

"I asked Master He to make some herbal tea. I'll just drink a couple more cups later."

"Then don't drink the cold drink."

"How can you eat beef hotpot without a cold drink?"

"Then you can only drink half a cup!"

"Honey, how about a cup?"

"Don't push your luck! Last time you said you would drink one cup, but you secretly drank three. I don't know who had a stomachache that night."

"My stomachache was caused by my period. What does it have to do with hot pot?"

"Oh, I forgot, your period is coming soon, so you should drink less..."

Wu Qingshu, who was leaving, couldn't help but tear up when she heard the conversation between Zhan Yan and Wen Rao behind her.

How could she be so confident that she thought she could replace Wen Rao?

It's all in vain.

But she just couldn't let go.

Zhan Yan is too good and too powerful. Over the years, he has become an unsolvable poison in her heart.

……

Before having hotpot, Wen Rao and Zhan Yan went to see the old man first.

Zhan Yan even had good news for the old man.

When he heard that Zhan Yan had been able to contact Zhan Xiucheng, the gloom on the old man's face disappeared and he looked younger.

Wen Rao followed Zhan Yan's words to comfort the old man. After leaving the old man's room, Wen Rao pinched Zhan Yan's palm and whispered.

"Hubby, you actually lied to Grandpa.

You didn’t get in touch with your uncle at all.”