Huo Shiqian couldn't possibly have feelings for Cheng Zaozao, so she glanced at Zhan Yin subconsciously.
A certain cook was busy cooking and didn't seem to hear their chat.
"Have a good meal, why are you urging us to get married?" Qiao Wanwan said, "Our family advocates freedom, so don't rush to get married. It's not against the law even if you never get married."
"Wanwan is right." Huo Shiqian almost stopped applauding, "If you don't get married, it's not against the law. There will be no such thing as urging marriage to happen in Wutong Bay in the future."
Su Jing was open-minded, "Okay, anyway, I already have three precious grandchildren, it doesn't matter whether you get married or not."
Huo Shiqian: "..."
"Who is getting married?" Zhan Yin asked, "Brother Shi Qian, are you getting married?"
Everyone: "..."
Qiao Wanwan smiled and said, "Everyone is urging you to get married."
"Are you kidding me?" The corner of Zhan Yin's mouth twitched, "Is it because the food is not delicious or the games are not fun, that you can't even think about getting married?"
Cheng Zaozao also spoke at the right time, "I also think young people should focus on their careers."
Both parties involved have made it clear, and no one will mess up the situation again.
After dinner, Qiao Wanwan took Zhan Jingting's hand and went for a walk in the garden.
"Eh?" Qiao Wanwan sniffed the man, "Why do you have such a strong medicinal smell?"
Zhan Jingting came out from the ghost-hand doctor. He didn't have time to take a shower and change clothes, so he started eating dinner. Naturally, he smelled of medicine.
"The old man prepared new medicine. I drank a bowl when I came back, so it smells like medicine."
"I see." Qiao Wanwan said, "Then you must drink on time."
"I will."
Zhan Jingting wanted to say something else, but he swallowed the words as soon as they reached his lips.
...
Late at night, everything is silent.
In the darkness, the man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes!
He endured it, not even daring to breathe hard, and gently pulled out the arm that was resting under Qiao Wanwan's neck.
After closing the bathroom door, the man rushed to the sink and couldn't control himself anymore!
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood sprayed on the mirror in front of him, looking bloody and terrifying.
Zhan Jingting pressed his hand on his heart, resisting the bone-piercing pain and preventing himself from screaming!
With trembling hands, he took out the medicine from his pocket and took two pills, but it didn't help at all!
Zhan Jingting couldn't bear the pain at all, and soon he was curled up on the ground, shaking in pain!
This should be the side effect the old man mentioned.
Zhan Jingting gritted his teeth tightly to prevent himself from making a sound.
It's worth it, as long as I can stay with Qiao Wanwan and see her smile blooming like a flower, no matter how painful it is, it's worth it...
When Qiao Wanwan woke up, Zhan Jingting was lying beside her, sleeping soundly.
Qiao Wanwan did not wake him up, but kissed the man on the corner of his lips, lifted the quilt and stood up.
She came to the bathroom to wash up and was brushing her teeth when she suddenly realized something was wrong.
As the new ghost-hand miracle doctor, she has grown up smelling various medicines since she was a child, and her nose is more sensitive than ordinary people.
At this moment, she did not smell the smell of medicine, but a faint smell of blood.
Qiao Wanwan turned off the electric toothbrush and looked around, but found no blood.
She thought she had smelled something wrong, so she stopped looking and continued brushing her teeth.
When Zhan Jingting woke up, it was almost ten o'clock.
After washing, he went downstairs and went directly to the ghost-hand doctor to tell him about last night's situation.
The magic doctor with ghost hands took his pulse and said, "Jing Ting, I can't hide it from you. There is indeed something wrong with your condition."
Zhan Jingting immediately asked, "If Wanwan takes my pulse, can I tell?"
"Of course she can tell if her pulse is unstable."
"So from now on, I can't let her check my pulse." Zhan Jingting said, "Old man, I don't have much time anyway, so I need you to put more effort into suppressing my symptoms as much as possible."
"I controlled the dosage of the medicine I gave you yesterday, but not only did you vomit blood, but you were also in unbearable pain. The dosage cannot be increased."
Zhan Jingting thought for a moment and said, "Then keep the original dose. As long as I can face Wanwan and the children properly during the day and don't vomit blood in front of them and scare them, I can do anything."
The ghost-hand doctor sighed helplessly, "Okay, you go and eat something first, and I will give you medicine later."
"good."
At night, Zhan Jingting was awakened by pain again!
Just like yesterday, he still vomited a mouthful of blood and was in unbearable pain!
In order to prevent himself from making any sound, he took a towel and bit it, curled up on the ground and suffered, waiting for the pain to pass.
Big beads of sweat oozed out, quickly soaking the man's hair!
Zhan Jingting felt that his days were like years, and life was even worse than death.
But thinking of Qiao Wanwan's smiling face and the innocent smiles of the children, he felt that being able to spend one more day with them was a gift from God to him.
I don’t know how long it took, but the pain finally passed.
Zhan Jingting got up with difficulty, went to take a shower, and then walked out of the bathroom.
As soon as he lay down, Qiao Wanwan turned over and hugged him. Her voice was soft and waxy with sleepiness, "Jing Ting, where have you been..."
"Bathroom." Zhan Jingting hugged her into his arms and kissed her forehead, "Go to sleep."
The girl in her arms no longer moved.
In the darkness, the man slowly closed his eyes, hiding all the difficulties...
...
Qiao Wanwan received a call from Wen Lixuan a few days later.
"Qiaoqiao, are you free? I want to see you."
"Okay." Qiao Wanwan looked at the time, "I'm at Dijing Group now. Send me the address and I'll be there right away."
"Okay, see you later."
Wen Lixuan made an appointment at his apartment in the city, which was only ten minutes away from Dijing Group.
After ringing the doorbell, Wen Lixuan came to open the door, "Qiao Qiao."
Seeing the bodyguards following her, Wen Lixuan said again, "I have something to tell you privately. Can they wait at the door?"
The bodyguard disagreed, "No, we have to follow Madam every step of the way."
"It's okay." Qiao Wanwan said, "Just wait here and I will notify you if anything happens."
The bodyguard could only nod, "Yes, madam."
Qiao Wanwan followed Wen Lixuan into the house, "What's going on? It's so mysterious."
Wen Lixuan took Qiao Wanwan directly to the door of the study, "Go in."
Qiao Wanwan walked into the study and saw Wen Lijing sitting on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Qiao Wanwan frowned slightly and turned to look at Wen Lixuan.
Wen Lixuan said apologetically, "My brother has something to tell you. Don't worry, I won't allow him to hurt you. I'll wait for you outside. If you need anything, just call me."
Qiao Wanwan was not worried about this. Even when facing Wen Lijing, she had the ability to protect herself.
She just doesn't like being lied to.
However, Qiao Wanwan did not leave in a hurry. Instead, she walked up to Wen Lijing and asked, "You went through so much trouble to find me, is there anything wrong?"
The injury on Wen Lijing's face has healed, but I don't know if it was Qiao Wanwan's misunderstanding, but she always felt that his complexion was not very good.
"Wanwan, sit down." Wen Lijing said with a smile, "If I didn't go through Lixuan, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see you."
Qiao Wanwan sat down on the sofa nearby, "Since I'm here, just tell me if you have anything to say."
Wen Lijing took a sip of hot tea and said calmly, "Jing Ting is going to die, did you know?"