"Stop talking about this, let's go out first, lest Wanwan becomes suspicious." The magic doctor with ghost hands said as he walked out, "Extreme wisdom will inevitably hurt, deep love will not last long..."
...
During the half month of going abroad, a lot of work accumulated. Qiao Wanwan devoted herself to her work and quickly forgot her sadness.
Zhan Jingting wanted to comfort her, but seeing that she was getting happier day by day, he didn't speak.
Time is a good medicine, always has been.
He originally thought that he could spend the remaining time with Qiao Wanwan.
The mouthful of blood he spit out clearly reminded him that this was an extravagant hope.
Zhan Jingting looked at the blood in his palms and subconsciously looked around. Fortunately, he was alone in the living room and no one else was there.
He quickly got up and rushed into the bathroom, rinsed the blood off his hands, and rinsed his mouth.
Zhan Jingting was sure that he couldn't see anything strange, so he walked out of the bathroom and met Zhan Yin head-on.
"I'll go, uncle, you scared me!" Zhan Yin patted his frightened little heart, "Why are you here?"
"This is my home, why can't I be here?" Zhan Jingting asked back and went directly upstairs.
Zhan Yin curled his lips and said to himself, "Don't I know this is your home? Oh..."
A few minutes later, Zhan Yin came out of the bathroom and called Qiao Wanwan anxiously, "Where are you?"
"study."
"good!"
Zhan Yin hung up the phone and hurried upstairs into Qiao Wanwan's study.
Qiao Wanwan was dealing with official duties. She glanced up at him and then continued to look down at the computer.
"This is the weekend, why don't you take the time to go out and have fun?"
"These are troubled times, and I'm afraid that bad guys will catch me and threaten you."
Qiao Wanwan laughed and said, "Don't worry, if you are caught, I will directly let others fight. You will never threaten me."
"Qiao Wanwan, just be tough. In fact, you love me the most. You can't ignore me."
"Why don't you stop here and put your hat on me? Do you want to trouble me?"
"Of course something happened, and it's a big deal!" Zhan Yin pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down, "Wanwan, there's something wrong with my brother-in-law!"
"Don't be so surprised. What's wrong with Jing Ting?"
"He's bleeding!"
"What?" Qiao Wanwan stood up quickly, "I'll go take a look!"
"Wait a moment!" Zhan Yin stopped her, "Please keep your voice down, I'm not sure yet."
"What do you mean?" Qiao Wanwan frowned, "Didn't you just say that Jing Ting was bleeding?"
"I just saw my brother-in-law coming out of the bathroom door downstairs. Then I went in and saw a drop of undried blood on the sink. It should be my uncle's." Zhan Yin analyzed, "But I
Then I thought about it, no... Qiao Wanwan, where are you going!"
Qiao Wanwan couldn't sit still, so she walked out of the study and went to the master bedroom, but she didn't see Zhan Jingting.
She turned around and went next door, and sure enough she saw Zhan Jingting playing with his third child.
"Jing Ting," Qiao Wanwan stepped forward, "Are you injured?"
"No." Zhan Jingting denied, "Why do you ask that?"
Qiao Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, "Zhan Yin said he saw blood on the sink and thought it was yours."
"not mine."
"That's good." Qiao Wanwan looked at his handsome face, "But your face is a bit pale. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"Maybe it's because I didn't sleep well last night."
"Then you go and catch up on your sleep. I'll ask the kitchen to stew you some nourishing soup...Forget it, I'll stew it myself."
Zhan Jingting did not refuse, "That's fine."
"Then I'll go, you take the time to take a nap."
"good."
After Qiao Wanwan left, Zhan Jingting followed her downstairs, but bypassed her and went to the pharmacy to find the magic doctor with ghost hands.
"Old man."
"Jing Ting, come here... Jing Ting, what's wrong with you!"
The ghost-hand doctor exclaimed and went to help Zhan Jingting, who was falling forward, "Sit down quickly!"
After the doctor with ghost hands helped him sit up, he immediately took his pulse and said, "How could this happen..."
Zhan Jingting's face became paler and paler, "Is it getting worse?"
"Yes, and it's coming fiercely."
"I only have a little more than a month left. It's normal for it to get worse." Zhan Jingting said painfully, "But I don't want Wanwan to see me like I am now..."
"I'll find a way..." The ghost-hand doctor was anxious in his heart, "There will definitely be a way..."
The magic doctor with ghost hands locked the door and started dispensing medicine.
"Old man." Zhan Jingting lay on the sofa and said weakly, "You have a way to relieve my symptoms, right?"
"Yes, yes." The ghost-hand doctor said in a dilemma, "Your condition is getting more and more serious. I can only increase the dose of the medicine to suppress the poison in your body. However, increasing the dose also has side effects."
"It doesn't matter." Zhan Jingting curled his lips, "As long as Wanwan doesn't notice anything strange, I can bear any serious side effects."
"I'll try my best to adjust the dosage."
"Thank you."
Zhan Jingting took the medicine prepared by the ghost-hand doctor and soon fell into a drowsy sleep.
The magic doctor with ghost hands covered him with a quilt and left.
He thought for a moment, took the key, locked the door, and then went to the front yard.
Qiao Wanwan came out of the kitchen and smiled brightly at him, "Master."
"Wanwan, I just met Jing Ting. He asked me to go out and tell you."
"Okay, thank you, Master."
"Why don't you call him and ask where he is?" The ghost-hand doctor was curious.
"Master, husband and wife need space. If anyone has to be controlled every time they go out, they will be suffocated."
The ghost-hand doctor laughed and said, "You kid, you know how to get along as a couple."
"As long as it's safe for Jing Ting to go out, I won't interfere." Qiao Wanwan said, "My soup has just been boiled and will be ready to drink when he comes back."
"Um."
The ghost-hand doctor didn't talk to him much and quickly returned to the pharmacy.
Zhan Jingting was still asleep.
The ghost-hand doctor kept watch over him while continuing to study the antidote.
When the sun set, Zhan Jingting finally woke up.
"Old man..."
"Are you awake?" The magic doctor with ghost hands poured him a cup of medicinal tea, "Drink some first. How do you feel now?"
"much better."
"My complexion has recovered, but I don't know what the side effects of this medicine are."
"I'm very satisfied to be able to face Wanwan normally." Zhan Jingting took out his phone and took a look, "I've been sleeping for so long, and Wanwan didn't ask about me?"
"After you fell asleep, I immediately went out and fooled you. I told you that you were going out. Don't let it slip for a while."
Zhan Jingting breathed a sigh of relief, "I understand."
When Qiao Wanwan saw Zhan Jingting, she didn't ask much, "Are you back?"
"Um."
"Wash your hands and you can start eating soon."
"good."
Cheng Zaozao came back today, but she usually talks little and just eats by herself.
"Zao Zao, why do you seem to have lost weight?" Su Jing pitied Cheng Zao Zao and always loved her as her own daughter, "Eat more."
"Thank you Aunt Jing." Cheng Zaozao smiled sweetly, "I have taken on a new movie, playing the role of a disabled person in a wheelchair, so I have to look skinny and skinny, and I can't be fat in vain."
"Zao Zao is such a dedicated and good actor, and he is also well-behaved and sensible. Whoever marries you in the future will be his blessing." Su Jing said happily.
Qin Shujun smiled and said, "This blessing cannot flow to outsiders. If you want to be a good boy, isn't there a ready-made one at home?"