Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

"how could I know."

Han Xinian pouted, "I'm not familiar with her."

While talking about unfamiliarity, he asked: "What did she do here just now, is she handing in the manuscript?"

"No."

Su Liang lowered his head to sort out the manuscript, "She won't be able to deliver the manuscript next week, so come here to ask for leave."

"is it?"

For some reason, Han Xinian suddenly thought of the man who drove Yan Wanqing away just now.

He looked mature and stable, the two behaved intimately, and Yan Wanqing also seemed to be very dependent on her.

Is it her brother or her boyfriend?

……

Yan Wanqing only attended the last two classes from Monday to Friday, morning to afternoon.

Ning Liqun communicated with the principal and Xu Kai, and both of them expressed their understanding.

Xu Kai also asked the monitor to write down the knowledge points of each class and lend them to Yan Wanqing.

Healing diseases and saving lives is a major event.

"Pull the table back a bit, please, please?"

Han Xinian fell into a drowsy sleep, when he heard Yan Wanqing's voice, his eyes opened slightly.

Yan Wanqing was taking her textbooks outside.

He propped his elbows on the table and supported his head, "Yan Wanqing, you've been acting mysterious lately, what's the big deal?"

Yan Wanqing was in a hurry to write down the homework, so she didn't have time to talk to Han Xinian.

"An unspeakable event."

"Could you skip class and go on a date with a man?" Han Xinian's voice was full of temptation.

"congratulations."

Han Xinian's face froze, unexpectedly, he guessed it right.

The next second, Yan Wanqing said coldly: "The answer is wrong."

Han Xinian: "..."

Hearing Yan Wanqing's answer, he felt an imperceptible joy in his heart.

"Then what did you do?"

Han Xinian curled his lips, "I don't even have homework to copy without you here."

"You can copy the homework of the classmates who sit on all sides of you."

"I have principles for copying homework. If I don't copy, I don't copy. If I copy, I only copy one person's work."

Yan Wanqing couldn't help laughing.

"After high school and college, we are not in the same school anymore, do you copy mine too?"

Funny.

This was the first time she had heard that there was a principle in copying homework.

Han Xinian froze for a moment, he really didn't expect this.

"Is it okay if I go to the same high school as you?"

Yan Wanqing was too busy to tease Han Xinian.

And it's no good being close to him.

The more Yan Wanqing remained silent, the more Han Xinian wanted her to speak.

"Yan Wanqing, do you still have to be late this afternoon?"

"Where did you go to play?"

"Can you answer me?"

Yan Wanqing's mouth was tightly pressed together, and Han Xinian lay down on the table to sleep.

He thought about it before falling asleep.

Later after school, he secretly followed Yan Wanqing to see what she was doing.

As a result, Yan Wanqing's speed was extremely fast, before he could wake up, he ran away and disappeared.

Yan Wanqing is now completely in a race against time.

She went to Ning's house for dinner every day, and gave Xiaoyan acupuncture after eating.

Gao Xincheng and his wife were embarrassed to eat and drink for nothing at Ning's house, so they took the initiative to take on the work of making lunch.

Sister Ning refused to let him go at first, but after tasting Gao Xincheng's skills, she let him go.

Gao Xincheng's cooking skills are really good.

Sister Ning asked, "You guys are so good at cooking, why don't you consider opening a restaurant?"

Gao Xincheng said: "We started our business by cooking."

Later, I felt that running a restaurant was too tiring, so I changed careers.

Mrs. Gao poured a cup of hot water for her son, only to find that it was not cold enough.

She touched her son's little head, "Xiaoyan, the water is hot, let it dry here for a while before drinking."

The son has limited mobility, and Mrs. Gao is not afraid that he will touch the hot water.

She went to help her husband in the kitchen.

Sister Ning asked, "Doesn't Xiaoyan have to look after her?"

"It's okay, he won't run around."

This sentence is very sad to say.

She would rather her son be mischievous than just sit quietly.

"Ow!"

Suddenly there was a wailing sound outside, and Mrs. Gao immediately put down her apron and ran out.

The water glass on the tea table fell on the carpet, and Xiaoyan's white hands were burned red and swollen.

Mrs. Gao was very distressed.

"How did that happen?"

Gao Xincheng immediately picked up his son and rushed to the bathroom, flushing with cold water.

Sister Ning also followed to check the situation.

Fortunately, the hot water in the cup was not that hot, Xiaoyan's hands were only reddened, and there were no blisters.

Gao Xincheng and his wife breathed a sigh of relief.

Sister Ning asked, "Didn't you say that even if Xiaoyan is stimulated by pain, he won't speak?"

"Yeah, he fell off the bed before without making a sound..."

Before she could say a word, Mrs. Gao's voice stopped abruptly.

She looked at Xiaoyan in shock.

The son seemed to scream just now.

She asked nonchalantly, "Husband, Xiaoyan called just now, didn't he?"

Gao Xincheng was also in shock.

He was too shocked to speak.

Ning Jie nodded, "He did."

They heard right, the son felt pain and was able to make a sound.

How long had it been since they heard their son speak.

a year?in less than a year?Still more than a year?

The chests of the couple were filled with unknown emotions, and they wept with joy.

As soon as Yan Wanqing entered the door, she saw Gao Xincheng and his wife hugging each other.

She joked with a smile, "I'm going to be full of dog food before I have lunch."

When Gao Xincheng and his wife heard Yan Wanqing's voice, they immediately let go and looked at her with red eyes.

Yan Wanqing touched her nose, "What's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Gao came over, hugged Yan Wanqing, and hugged her tightly.

Yan Wanqing patted Mrs. Gao on the back, "What's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Gao really wanted to tell Yan Wanqing, but she was too excited to make a sound.

Gao Xincheng is the same.

Seeing this scene, Sister Ning's eyes were a little sour. She rubbed her eyes with her fingertips and said with a smile, "They are so happy."

"Xiaoyan made a sound just now."

"is it?"

Yan Wanqing went over to help Xiaoyan check.

He is doing much better now than when he started.

Moreover, the position of the eyeballs moved down a bit, which was not obvious, and Yan Wanqing didn't tell Gao Xincheng and his wife.

Mrs. Gao couldn't wait to ask: "Is my son's situation much better?"

"Yes."

Yan Wanqing said: "After the last moxibustion in the afternoon, the time can be shortened."

"Every day, one and a half hours in the afternoon, I have enough time before class."

Yan Wanqing also knew that Gao Xincheng and his wife were somewhat uncomfortable staying at Ning's house.

"You can choose the acupuncture environment by yourself."

Sister Ning was overwhelmed by Gao Xincheng's craftsmanship.

"If you don't dislike it, come to my house for moxibustion!"

Gao Xincheng pondered for a moment and asked, "How long will it take for Xiaoyan's situation?"

"It will take a month or a month and a half to see how he recovers. Of course, if you are not in a hurry to leave Haishi, I suggest moxibustion for two months, which will be more conducive to his recovery."

Gao Xincheng has no home in Haishi.

Two months is not a short time.

"Let's discuss it as husband and wife!"

"it is good."