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Back at Jiangnan No. 1, Mu Yuyan stayed by Lin Wanqing's side all the time, serving tea and water, and asking for help, which made Lin Wanqing feel both warm and bitter in her heart, "You girl, your mother is seven years old."

You’re ten years old? You can’t even walk anymore?”

Mu Yuyan shook her head, her beautiful face still showing shock, "Aren't I afraid? Mom, why don't I accompany you back to Yanjing tomorrow? The hospital there is the top in the country, and it can definitely treat coronary heart disease.

Get cured."

"Hey..." Lin Wanqing sighed helplessly, "Why is coronary heart disease so easy to cure? I don't know how many rich people have suffered from this disease.

No, I didn’t expect this disease to happen to me.”

"Mom..." Mu Yuyan's eye circles turned red again.

She really didn't dare to think about what her future life would be like without her mother.

The mother and daughter hugged each other on the sofa in the living room. The two beauties, one big and one small, really formed a beautiful scenery.

Qin Lang sat across from the coffee table and coughed lightly, "Auntie, Yuyan, don't be too worried. This disease can be treated with medication, but most of it needs to be nursed back to health.

Let's do this. When Auntie returns to Yanjing, I will tell my family and arrange for Auntie to stay at Xiangshan Sanatorium for a period of time. In terms of medical standards, Xiangshan Sanatorium is definitely the best in China!

Auntie, as long as you follow the doctor's instructions and take good care of yourself, there won't be any big problem."

Xiangshan Sanatorium?

Lin Wanqing's eyes froze, "Can I go in there?"

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In China, few people know about Xiangshan Sanatorium because it is not open to the public.

Who among those living there is not the Taishan Beidou in the Chinese officialdom?

Not only are there the most sophisticated medical instruments, but the doctors are also world-famous. To put it bluntly, Xiangshan Sanatorium is equivalent to the ancient Imperial Hospital!

Qin Lang smiled and replied, "I don't know about others, but auntie..." Halfway through, he looked at Mu Yuyan, whose eyes were still red, and continued, "Look at Yuyan's frightened appearance.

It makes me feel bad for you. Anyway, aunt, you don’t have to worry about this. If it doesn’t work, I’ll just ask grandpa to say hello to the director of Xiangshan Sanatorium."

"Xiao Qin, you are serious..." Lin Wanqing saw how her future son-in-law cared so much about her daughter, how he looked at it and how he liked it, "But, the Qin family's old man..."

If it hadn't been for Qin Lang, she might have suddenly suffered a myocardial infarction and died one day, and she wouldn't even know what happened.

There is no point in saying more words of gratitude. Just to ask the Qin family's old man to come forward, Lin Wanqing is more or less worried. After all, Xiangshan Sanatorium is equivalent to the Imperial Hospital. Not everyone can be arranged to go in. It's not that she doesn't believe in the old man's status.

Mr. Qin is the only remaining outstanding meritorious service since the founding of China!

A real big shot at the level of Taishan and Beidou.

If I help her come forward in this matter, I'm worried that some big shots will gossip about her.

Mu Yuyan took her mother's hand and said, "Mom, please don't refuse. This is also Qin Lang's wish."

She wanted to accompany her mother back to Yanjing for treatment, but no matter how good the hospital in China was, how could it be as good as Xiangshan Sanatorium?

"Then... well, I finally came to Tianhai City, and I don't want to go back in such a hurry. If I stay for a few more days, I will cause trouble to Xiao Qin when I go back."

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Lin Wanqing only stayed in Tianhai City for three days before returning to Beijing.

In the living room of the villa, Mu Yuyan sat next to Qin Lang. Without her mother, the two of them were alone together, and the atmosphere became particularly strange.

"How is my mother doing? Can I go to Xiangshan Sanatorium?" She turned her head, looked at Qin Lang's handsome profile, and asked in a low voice.

"It has been arranged. When Auntie gets off the plane, someone will arrange to move in directly. Don't worry." Qin Lang replied while placing his hand on the back of Mu Yuyan's slender and smooth hand.

Mu Yuyan didn't seem to feel it, or maybe she had become accustomed to such small gestures in the past three days.

In my mind, even the self-comfort of being scratched by a dog did not arise again.

"How's it going? Is my future son-in-law doing okay these days?" Qin Lang plucked up the courage, tentatively pulled Mu Yuyan's wrist, and with a slight exertion, pulled her into his arms.

Mu Yuyan felt the broad chest, struggled a little, then gave up with a blushing face.

I don’t know what’s going on, maybe you want to repay your gratitude to Qin Lang?

Or maybe Qin Lang's performance in the past few days has completely changed her inherent impression?

real!

Mu Yuyan never thought that Qin Lang would perform so well in front of her mother.

Could it be that Qin Lang's arrogance as a second-generation son was all disguised?

Otherwise, how could Qin Lang have such superb tea art in such a short period of time?

During these three days, Qin Lang would come to the villa every day, chat with her mother, and make tea for her.

Twelve ways of tea art: light incense and burn incense to eliminate delusions, wash a cup of ice to get rid of the worldly world, use cold soup and jade pot to nourish peace, pour tea to clear the palace to welcome the beautiful woman...

Even a once noble lady like her mother couldn't stop praising and appreciating her.

This is a complete appreciation from the perspective of tea art.

Also, as soon as they learned about their illness, Mu Yuyan and Lin Wanqing couldn't help but daydream about it at night, which led to insomnia.

After learning about this situation, Qin Lang not only did not get bored, but also played a soothing and peaceful piano lullaby for them.

The graceful sound of the piano, like the gurgling of a clear spring in the mountains, touches people's hearts and makes them feel at peace involuntarily.

If Mu Yuyan hadn't sneaked downstairs to take a peek and saw Qin Lang's slender fingers skilfully sliding on the black and white keys, accompanied by the pleasant music flowing out, she would never have believed that Qin Lang would have such a

Piano skills!

"You're doing well, keep up the good work." Mu Yuyan snuggled into Qin Lang's arms like a real couple, touched his lower abdomen with her palms, and said in surprise, "I didn't notice, but you have a pretty good figure.

Okay, you even have abdominal muscles?”

Qin Lang smiled, pinched Mu Yuyan's waist, spread her slender legs, and let her sit on him. He laughed playfully, "There are many things you haven't noticed."

Their eyes met, Mu Yuyan was wearing the same clothes as the day Lin Wanqing arrived.

A pink loose-fitting gown, translucent, paired with dark blue tight jeans.

Under her slim figure, she looks even more charming and cool.

Mother-daughter flower set?

Qin Lang's hands followed Mu Yuyan's slender waist and pulled back the wide pink gown. The entire graceful curve was openly revealed. He glanced down at the holy twin peaks and couldn't help but admire, "
Chapter completed!