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

This car belonged to Wei Yan, and Leng Wuyou recognized it at a glance.

Just now, Wei Yan answered the phone and moved to the passenger seat, but they did not move back to the passenger seat after that. Ye Qingyin drove all the way, and now, Ye Qingyin came out of the driver's seat door.

Leng Wuyou frowned and came over and said, "This is Sister Yanyan's car. Where is Sister Yanyan?"

"I'm going in to find you." Ye Qingyin replied, his tone similar to Leng Wuyou's, cold and emotionless.

"It's good," Leng Wuyou said, "You're right outside, no need to go in."

"Strange, do you run this sanatorium?"

"If I want to buy it, I can buy it." Leng Wuyou said.

Ye Qingyin scoffed and nodded: "Okay, Miss Leng, you do have the financial resources."

In comparison, the Ye family's assets are indeed not impressive in front of the Leng family.

However, Ye Qingyin really didn't like Leng Wuyou's expression, as if Leng Wuyou was her creditor.

Even though she, Ye Qingyin, had done something wrong, the "victim" at the time, Sister Yan Yan, had forgiven her.

Ye Qingyin looked at Leng Wuyou and sneered: "Hey, I suddenly knew something was wrong. You are actually alone. Where is that follower Fu Chuan next to you?"

Leng Wuyou's face suddenly turned ugly: "Keep your mouth clean."

"You don't know what kind of personality I have?" Ye Qingyin asked.

"Yes," Leng Wuyou sneered, "I am very aware of his annoying personality and temper."

After saying that, she glared at Ye Qingyin with disgust and left.

Not to be outdone, Ye Qingyin rolled her eyes, turned and walked towards the cafe.

After entering the nursing home, Leng Wuyou's unhappiness rushed straight to his forehead.

She was carrying a cup of coffee and a tiramisu cake.

She was not hungry, but simply wanted to eat something sweet to make herself happy.

Taking the elevator back upstairs, while still in the corridor, I heard Wei Yan and Fu Chuan talking.

Fu Chuan said: "She wants to go downstairs alone and doesn't want me to follow her, but she should be back soon."

Leng Wuyou stopped and felt uncomfortable when she thought of Ye Qingyin coming out of Wei Yan's car downstairs.

"How is she in a good mood recently? Is she seriously affected?" Wei Yan asked.

"She was severely affected and her mood has not been very good. All I can do is stay with her as much as possible."

"Thanks to you, I have too many things going on recently."

"She cares about you very much," Fu Chuan said more euphemistically. "She is very happy every time she receives news from you."

Wei Yan smiled: "Okay, then I'll talk more if I have nothing to do."

Leng Wuyou pursed his lips, feeling a hint of happiness in his heart.

But soon, this happiness seemed to be obscured by dark clouds again.

It would be great if she hadn't been held back by her mother's situation. She suddenly missed the scene of running around with Wei Yan in the past.

Now, the person following Wei Yan is Ye Qingyin...

It's Ye Qingyin again!

"Sister Yan Yan," Leng Wuyou walked out carrying coffee and cake, "you are here."

Hearing her voice, Wei Yan turned around and smiled: "Worry-free."

Leng Wuyou looked at the LED screen. Leng Xinyue was lying straight on the bed with an expressionless face.

Leng Wuyou pursed his lips, handed the coffee and cake to Fu Chuan, who was coming up to him, followed Fu Chuan over, and said, "Sister Yan Yan, Wu Liangjie, are you finished?"

Wei Yan nodded: "Well, he can be discharged from the hospital."

The word "discharged" made Leng Wuyou feel moved inexplicably: "Sister Yanyan, do you think my mother...can she still be discharged from the hospital?"

Wei Yan paused and looked at the LED screen.

Leng Xinyue has always looked like this since she came here.

If it weren't for the words that suddenly came out of her mouth, she would have even thought that this was a... dead person.

"Yes," Wei Yan frowned, "As long as she can recover, she can."

"Then, can my mother recover?"

Wei Yan pursed her lips and looked back at Leng Wuyou: "G60 neurotoxin is not incurable."

Fu Chuan stretched out his hand to hug Leng Wuyou's arm and said: "Don't be afraid, your mother's physical fitness is very good. Usually people infected with G60 neurotoxin cannot persist for long, but your mother can persist until now. Maybe, she He will be the next Ji Niannian."

This sentence made Leng Wuyou feel much better, and she nodded: "Yes."