The ghost-hand doctor looked solemn, "The situation is not very good. If it continues like this, not only her body, but also her psychology will definitely not be able to bear it. She will definitely be depressed by then, and she may even engage in some extreme behavior, such as suicide."
Su Jing's feet went weak and she almost fainted, "How could this happen..."
The ghost-hand doctor explained, "Wanwan is indeed a calm and strong child on weekdays, but this incident has really hit her hard. Jing Ting's weight is already heavy enough, let alone...
Having two children is a fatal blow to Wanwan, and it is reasonable that she cannot bear it."
Su Jing said anxiously, "Old man, you are a magic doctor with ghost hands. You must save Wanwan and my daughter!"
"Medicine can only heal the body, but not the mind." The magic doctor with ghost hands sighed, "I asked the doctor to give her glucose. I will write a prescription and use medicine to regulate her body. No matter what, I have to treat her first.
Take good care of her body and let’s talk about other things.”
"Thank you..." Su Jing cried, "My poor daughter, why is she constantly frustrated? I don't understand, I really don't understand..."
"Fate plays a trick on people, and this is something that cannot be changed. Don't be too sad. The mentality of those around us will directly affect Wanwan."
"I know." Su Jing wiped her tears, "I'm just talking in private. I won't say these words in front of Wanwan, and I won't cry."
"It's good that you know. I'll prescribe the medicine first."
"good."
...
When Qiao Wanwan woke up again, it was already noon the next day.
She took medicine and fell asleep for a day and a night, feeling much better.
Cheng sat on the edge of the bed early, his eyes already red and swollen, "Sister..."
"Aren't you filming? Why are you back?"
"I don't have any scenes during the day, so I came back to see you."
"Morning, don't worry about sister, take care of yourself."
"Sister..." Cheng Zaozao burst into tears, "I miss Shiyi and Xiaojiu so much, so much, how could their whereabouts remain unknown? I really can't accept it...
"
"Eleven and Xiaojiu will be happy if they know that my aunt misses them so much. I believe that they miss us too." Qiao Wanwan held his hand, "Don't be sad. Go back and work hard. Sister has been fine recently.
Time takes care of you, you must take care of yourself."
"Sister, I have grown up and I don't need you to worry about me anymore. Now I am more worried about you." Cheng Zaozao leaned over and hugged her, "Uncle the doctor said that your physical condition is very poor and your mood is also very bad. If you keep doing this
Sooner or later something will happen if you go down there."
"Sister, I can't be without you, the third child can't be without you, and this family can't be without you. There is no evidence to prove that something has happened to my brother-in-law and the child. I beg you to be strong, okay? If something happens to you, we will also
There is no way to survive..."
"Early on, you have your own life. Although we are sisters, our lives are not related to each other. The only person related to me in this world is Jing Ting, so I can't live without him...
..”
Cheng Zaozao said anxiously, "Sister, my brother-in-law is so powerful, it's impossible for him to die. He must be alive and well. You must believe that he is still alive, okay?"
Qiao Wanwan curled her lips and said, "I'm tired and want to rest for a while. You can go out."
Cheng Zaozao was helpless and could only say, "Okay, I'll ask the kitchen to prepare something for you. Sister, is there anything you want to eat?"
"No."
"Then I'll ask the kitchen to cook what you usually like to eat."
"good."
Cheng wiped his tears early and left quickly.
Qiao Wanwan turned over, saw the family photo on the bedside table, and reached out to take it.
This latest family photo was taken on my 300th birthday.
Zhan Jingting has never liked smiling, especially when taking pictures, he feels awkward all over.
The third child followed him and did not like to smile. The expressions of father and son were almost identical.
On the other hand, Eleven and Xiaojiu followed Qiao Wanwan, and the three of them smiled brighter than the other.
Although Zhan Jingting and Lao San did not smile, the photos were still extremely warm and beautiful.
Qiao Wanwan looked at the photo, her tears could no longer be controlled, and flowed out uncontrollably, "Jing Ting, where are you? I miss you so much...Stop making such jokes with me, hurry up and take me with you
Can you come back with the baby? I really can’t hold on anymore..."
When the ghost-hand doctor went upstairs with the boiled Chinese medicine, he saw Qiao Wanwan lying on the bed, having fallen asleep again, but still holding the family photo tightly in her arms.
The magic doctor with ghost hands put down the medicine and wanted to feel Qiao Wanwan's pulse, but unexpectedly, her hands were holding the photo frame tightly and refused to let go.
The ghost-hand doctor felt distressed and helpless. He sighed and said to himself, "Wanwan, you are kind-hearted and never do evil, but God teases you again and again. Now even the master doesn't know why.
Well, is it really true that good people will not be rewarded..."
...
In the afternoon, Zhan Yin hurried to Wutong Bay and asked, "Where are the Wanwan people?"
"I'm not feeling well and I'm still asleep." Su Jing asked, "What's the matter?"
"Well." Zhan Yin's expression was not very good, and he sat down on the sofa, "The news of my brother-in-law's plane crash spread, and there is another turmoil in the Dijing Group."
"What should we do?"
"Of course I want Wanwan to come out and take charge."
Su Jing was a little worried, "Wanwan's current physical condition makes it difficult to even get up. The old man said it would be best for her to stay in bed for a while. How can she go to the Dijing Group to take charge?"
"Then the group can't just ignore it. This kind of thing can't be hidden. It will spread out soon. When the time comes, those people outside will be watching eagerly, and it will have an impact on the group to some extent."
"I'll go." A voice suddenly came from behind.
The two people turned their heads and saw Huo Shiqian walking over.
Su Jing asked hurriedly, "Shi Qian, what do you mean..."
"Jing Ting is not here, and Wanwan is ill. It is impossible to go to the Dijing Group to control the situation for a while." Huo Shiqian said, "Zhan Yin is right, the Dijing Group cannot have no one in charge, otherwise there will be chaos sooner or later.
I'm going to control the situation first. No matter what, I have to stabilize it first and wait until Wanwan recovers and can come forward to take charge."
"That's fine. Since you have experience in managing the Huo Group, it shouldn't be difficult to go to the Dijing Group to take charge."
"Yeah, I'll try my best."
"Okay." Zhan Yin also said, "Anyway, Jiangdong is here and will assist you. I believe you will be fine. Last time my uncle disappeared, even Wen Lijing, an inexperienced person, was able to help Wanwan take care of the emperor.
Where’s the King Group?”
Huo Shiqian nodded, "In these extraordinary times, we should all share more of the burden for Wanwan and let her take good care of her body."
"Um."
...
When Qiao Wanwan woke up, the magic doctor with ghost hands took her pulse and gave her medicine.
"Are you hungry? I'll ask Mother Zheng to bring you some food."
Qiao Wanwan's face was still pale, "I just drank the medicine, so I won't eat anything yet."
"Okay, then you can eat it in half an hour. The kitchen has stewed a light and nutritious porridge, which is most suitable for you."
"Um."
The magic doctor with ghost hands picked up a document on the bedside table and said, "Wanwan, sign this."