After I left my job, I became pregnant with my ex-boss’s child.

This meal was also the first meal Wei Yan had after waking up.

She ate very slowly, and every time she swallowed, she felt discomfort in her throat.

It seemed like her whole body was swollen, from the inside to the outside.

Leng Yeting did not tell Mr. Ji about her affairs, nor did he mention it to Diandian. Wei Yan wanted to see Diandian and Xingxing in her heart, but she looked in the mirror and realized that she would frighten her children if she went back like this, so she could only endure it for now.

Not long after finishing the meal, Fu Guohao and Liu Shanhong came, followed by three people, two men and one woman, all researchers from Xinghai.

Wei Yan had met them before, and she was not impressed by the two men, but she recognized Zhuang Xinxin.

While they were talking, Wei Yan was distracted most of the time, looking out the window.

They also knew that Wei Yan was in poor mental and physical condition, so they tried not to talk to her.

Looking at it, Wei Yan felt something in her eyes and turned to look at Zhuang Xinxin.

Zhuang Xinxin had been looking at her quietly for a long time. When Wei Yan looked at her, Zhuang Xinxin was startled and quickly looked away, her cheeks burning.

After a pause, Zhuang Xinxin felt that her behavior was a bit guilty, and looked back at Wei Yan.

Unlike Louise's very deep Caucasian outline, Wei Yan's appearance is in line with Zhuang Xinxin's aesthetic standards.

Regardless of skin or bone appearance, Zhuang Xinxin lamented that Wei Yan's face was like Nuwa's graduation project, it was really stunning.

Wei Yan looked at Zhuang Xinxin, smiled faintly, and looked back out the window, not caring about the "offense" of being stared at like this.

It was this smile that completely stunned Zhuang Xinxin. This pale and sickly smile was so beautiful.

Fu Guohao and Liu Shanhong were talking about Feiyun's Professor Cheng.

Regarding the follow-up research on G60 neurotoxin, Feiyun and Huacheng Pharmaceutical have provided all the known information and literature in their hands without any reservation.

However, after providing these to Xinghai, Professor Cheng of Feiyun seemed to have completely severed ties with G60 Neurotoxin.

It didn't matter if they went to see him again and talked about other academic issues. As soon as they talked about G60 neurotoxin and dream eating, Professor Cheng smiled and calmly changed the topic, not wanting to touch it at all.

Neither Fu Guohao nor Liu Shanhong understood this. When Wei Yan heard this, she felt confused and looked at them curiously.

She doesn't understand either.

In Feiyun, the person she dealt with the most was Professor Cheng. Professor Cheng was a very good character, humble, knowledgeable, and broad-minded. There was no reason for him to be like this.

After Fu Guohao and the others finished chatting, they walked towards Wei Yan together.

Leng Yeting sat down beside the hospital bed, hugging Wei Yan with one hand and holding the back of her thin hand with the other. He said softly: "They want to ask you something. If you are tired and unwilling to speak, answer whether you are alive or not."

"I can still breathe," Wei Yan said with a smile, "It's not like it's been scrapped."

There was a hint of playfulness in this smile, and Leng Yeting couldn't help but smile too, looked at her and said, "Okay."

Zhuang Xinxin has always been indifferent to the relationship between men and women. She only has academics in her heart, but now looking at them, she is a little dumbfounded.

The cold, ascetic and iceberg-like CEO rarely shows such tenderness in front of outsiders.

Needless to say, this handsome man and beautiful woman are a match made in heaven, and they are very eye-catching.

Fu Guohao began to ask Wei Yan questions about where he felt uncomfortable, whether he had a strong desire to drink water, whether he was afraid of light, how his sense of smell was, how his hearing was, whether he had a lot of fantasies, etc.

Wei Yan didn't answer anything, but when she replied, she yawned, her eyelids were too heavy. She didn't say she was sleepy one second, but she almost fell asleep on Leng Yeting's shoulder the next second.