Wen Lijing was noncommittal, "You are a magic doctor with magical hands. There is nothing you can't do, so of course you have to take precautions."
"You are really thoughtful." Qiao Wanwan did not continue to deal with it, "Okay, since you like it, I will give it to you."
She turned and left.
"Wanwan." Wen Lijing stopped her.
Qiao Wanwan stopped, but didn't hear him continue speaking for a long time.
She said softly, "Prepare the antidote and I will grant it to you. I will notify you of the time and place later."
When Wen Lijing heard this, he closed his eyes as if he was relieved.
When he opened his eyes again, Qiao Wanwan was no longer there.
Returning to Dijing Group, Qiao Wanwan closed the office door and finally couldn't help crying.
She is happy. With the antidote, Zhan Jingting can detoxify and won't die!
As long as he can live well, nothing matters!
Qiao Wanwan gathered her emotions, sat down behind her desk, and pressed the intercom phone on the desk.
"Jiangdong, come to my office."
Jiang Dong rushed over quickly, "Madam, do you have anything to do with me?"
"Yes, you sit down." Qiao Wanwan raised her hand and motioned for him to sit down.
Jiang Dong sat down and said, "Madam, if you have any questions, please feel free to ask me."
"There are indeed some things that I want to explain to you in advance..."
...
Although the ghost-hand doctor tried his best to suppress it, Zhan Jingting's symptoms continued to get worse day by day.
With half a month left in the countdown, the number of times he vomited blood increased to twice.
What makes it even more difficult for him to control is that Qiao Wanwan has not gone to Dijing Group in the past few days and stays with him and his children at home every day.
Although he didn't want it, he had to be cautious, fearing that Qiao Wanwan would catch him when he was feeling unwell.
In the afternoon, Zhan Jingting took advantage of Qiao Wanwan's nap and went to the pharmacy to have her pulse checked by the magic doctor with ghost hands.
"Jing Ting, tell Wanwan." The magic doctor with ghost hands checked his pulse and his voice trembled, "I'm afraid that at the end, Wanwan won't be able to bear it even more. Tell her now, at least, you still have time to comfort her.
.”
Zhan Jingting looked out the window absentmindedly, "Old man, how do you ask me to speak? How do I tell her that I'm going to die and can't go on with her anymore. How do I tell her that from now on all the burdens will be on her?
Come and carry her, she has to raise three children alone."
"Tell me, how can I say these words..."
The ghost-hand doctor's heart felt like a knife piercing his heart, "My child, I've suffered so much for you..."
"I'm not suffering. If I die, I won't have to face anything. The living person is the one who suffers the most."
"But if we don't make preparations early, I'm afraid Wanwan won't be able to accept it."
"We still have children." Zhan Jingting twitched the corners of his lips and gave a bitter smile, "The children are too young, and Wanwan will not leave them alone. Master, I will trouble you when the time comes.
Help me take care of Wanwan and the child."
"Stop talking..." The magic doctor with ghost hands couldn't bear to listen, "You don't need to say such things, we will also shoulder these burdens."
"That's good." Zhan Jingting looked away and turned to look at him, "I can only pay back what I owe you in my next life."
...
When Wen Lijing received Qiao Wanwan's call again, she felt in a trance, as if she was dreaming.
He arrived at the hotel at the appointed time and sat in the car for a while before getting off and entering the elevator.
Qiao Wanwan chose a hotel owned by the Wen Group, which made Wen Lijing feel more at ease.
The presidential suite on the top floor is not private and can be easily booked by Qiao Wanwan.
Wen Lijing rang the doorbell.
It was Qiao Wanwan who opened the door, and it was Qiao Wanwan who made Wen Lijing's eyes light up.
She wore a white dress, her hair was carefully braided, and her face had exquisite makeup. She looked as pure and flawless as a hibiscus, yet so bright and dazzling.
In the few seconds they looked at each other, Wen Lijing felt a thrilling shock, but Qiao Wanwan quickly turned around and walked into the room.
Wen Lijing calmed down and walked in.
"Where's the antidote?" Qiao Wanwan asked bluntly.
"In my hand."
Qiao Wanwan pointed to the instruments on the table, "I have to make sure the antidote you give is real."
Wen Lijing hesitated, "Wanwan, can I believe you?"
"You can only trust me." Qiao Wanwan said, "Don't worry, I'm not as despicable as you, and I won't rob you openly."
Wen Lijing said, "Okay, I believe you."
He took out the antidote from the briefcase he carried with him, "I just want to get you some verification."
"what ever."
Qiao Wanwan collected Zhan Jingting's blood before and did not throw it away. She kept the rest and just needed it now.
The antidote merged with the blood, and it was quickly confirmed that it was indeed true.
Qiao Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Wanwan, I said, I won't lie to you." Wen Lijing looked at her, "But you know, I won't give you the antidote now."
Qiao Wanwan naturally knew what he meant. If she didn't help him tonight, the antidote wouldn't be in her hands.
Qiao Wanwan walked to the sofa and sat down. There was red wine on the coffee table. She poured out a glass and drank it slowly.
"Li Jing." Qiao Wanwan lowered her eyes and called his name, "Once upon a time, I asked myself, would it be possible for us to be together without Jing Ting?"
"You are very good, with a good family background, good looks, and strong abilities. You are the ideal partner of countless girls. And you are not like Jing Ting. He stands at the top of the pyramid. While countless people look up to him, there are also countless people who want to deal with him.
.”
"You stand behind him. You are aloof and you are not the first person. Marrying you will be much safer than marrying Jing Ting."
"Wanwan, do you really think so?" Wen Lijing smiled, "There should be a but behind these words, but you still love Jingting the most, right... Wanwan, I
This counts as getting to know you once, right?"
Qiao Wanwan raised her eyes and looked at him with a smile, "You may only know a little about me. You are right. In this life, I only love Jing Ting. But I still want to thank you for your love for me."
"Why are you saying this?" Wen Lijing looked at her suspiciously and defensively, "The fact is clearly that my love makes you suffer, why do you want to thank me?"
Qiao Wanwan didn't say anything, she just smiled and drank the red wine in the goblet.
"Qiao Wanwan, what are you planning?" Wen Lijing looked at her smile and felt increasingly uneasy, "I'm here today and I won't give up until I achieve my goal. Don't even think about cheating the antidote out of my hands.
Walk."
Wen Lijing took out the medicine bottle and held it in his hand, "If you dare, I will destroy the antidote immediately!"
"Of course I know you won't fight an unprepared battle."
As soon as she finished speaking, the goblet in Qiao Wanwan's hand fell to the ground.
She raised her hands to cover her chest and frowned slightly.
"Wanwan, what's wrong with you?"
Wen Lijing saw that something was wrong with her face, and just as he was about to step forward to check, the girl sitting on the sofa suddenly vomited blood!