Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Ah Yan said truthfully: "It's been like this since I took care of him, but I heard that the young master's headaches started when he was ten years old."

It has been more than ten years since I was ten years old.

Being able to endure such pain for more than ten years, Jin Le's will is much stronger than ordinary people.

But no matter how determined a person is, there will be a day of collapse.

Jin Le behind the sofa was at peace for a moment because of Yan Wanqing's arrival, but soon, the surging pain overwhelmed him again.

He covered his head and rolled out from behind the sofa uncomfortably.

"It hurts so much!"

A Yan was afraid that Jin Le would hit something again, so he hurriedly ran over to stop him.

Yan Wanqing also walked over, Yan Zhengqing stretched out his arm to block her, "Wanqing."

Yan Wanqing saw the worry in Yan Zhengqing's eyes.

She smiled reassuringly, and gently pushed Yan Zhengqing's arm away, "Second brother, don't worry, he won't hurt me."

Yan Wanqing was ready to defend against harm, she walked slowly to Jin Le's side, and squatted down.

Jin Le's consciousness was tortured by the pain and disappeared. He couldn't see the person in front of him clearly. He only knew that she could save him.

"Give me a good time, I beg you."

Yan Wanqing gently caressed Jin Le's hair, gentle and patient, "I'm here to redeem you, your headache will be healed soon, so don't have any thoughts of committing suicide, you know?"

Yan Wanqing's voice was bewitching, she was like a ray of light illuminating Jin Le's dark world, guiding him to find that ray of light.

Jin Le forgot the pain like a ghost.

Taking advantage of Jin Le's inattention, Yan Wanqing pierced his Baihui acupoint with a silver needle, and his blinking speed slowed down, and then slowly closed.

When his head was about to fall into Yan Wanqing's arms, a big hand quickly stretched out to catch Jin Le's head.

Yan Zhengqing threw it into Ah Yan's arms in disgust, "How can a big man fall into my sister's arms?"

Ah Yan subconsciously caught Jin Le who was thrown by Yan Zhengqing like a ball.

He muttered dissatisfiedly, "Can't you be lighter?"

"No."

Yan Wanqing looked at Yan Zhengqing, who was bickering like a child, with a headache. After she felt Jin Le's pulse, she took out a ginseng, "Cut this into slices and let him take a slice. I'll give him some to suppress it tomorrow." Here comes the pain medicine."

Ah Yan nodded, "Miss Wanqing, thank you."

"You're welcome, I'm a doctor, and it's my duty to treat the sick and save the sick."

Yan Wanqing took off the silver needle and packed the medicine bag. Before she left, she suddenly remembered something.

"Did your young master go to the hospital to see a western doctor for headache problems?"

"I've been there, but they couldn't find anything, so we turned to Chinese medicine for treatment."

Yan Wanqing didn't believe that nothing could be found out.

Although the current medical technology is not so advanced, Jin Le's headache is definitely not without any reason.

"Do you have his CT film? If so, please give it to me."

"Yes, but they are all at Jin's house. When I go back to pick up things tomorrow, I will bring them for you by the way."

Yan Wanqing didn't know who Ah Yan belonged to, and she didn't know how reliable he was, so she could only believe it for the time being.

She said in a deep voice: "If you can find some, give me a few, but remember, don't be discovered by anyone, you know?"

Ah Yan nodded, "I see, Doctor Wanqing."

"It's getting late, take your young master back to the room, and you should go to bed earlier."

After a while, it was already midnight.

Yan Wanqing still has things to do tomorrow, when she went out, her expression was suddenly in a trance.

It was this moment of trance that almost made her fall.

Fortunately, Yan Zhengqing supported Yan Wanqing with quick eyesight and quick hands, so that she didn't fall to the ground.

Yan Zhengqing asked worriedly, "Wanqing, are you okay?"

Yan Wanqing shook her head, shaking off the dizziness in front of her eyes, "I'm fine, it's just that I've been too busy these two days and didn't get enough sleep, so I feel a little top-heavy."

Yan Zhengqing was helpless and distressed: "You are so young, it's time to eat, drink, play and enjoy life, but you work so hard."

He wanted to tell Yan Wanqing that the Yan family was very rich, not short of her little money, and she could live a life of luxury like a princess.

But I was afraid that saying this would hurt the little girl's self-esteem.

Yan Wanqing understood what Yan Zhengqing meant, the pocket money that Yan Jing and Mrs. Yan gave her would allow her to live a luxurious life.

But she doesn't like the days when there is only a beautiful body left, a walking dead.

And money may dissipate, but one's own strength and experience will not.

"I feel that such a day is very fulfilling."

Yan Zhengqing hooked Yan Wanqing's nose angrily, but controlled his own strength, and said indulgently: "While you still have motivation, go all out if you want."

Otherwise, in the future, I will regret that I chose comfort when I could fight hard.

By the time I wanted to fight hard, I was already powerless.

Yan Wanqing nodded heavily.

Yan Zhengqing walked up to Yan Wanqing, he squatted halfway, he didn't wait for Yan Wanqing's movement for a long time, and when he turned his head, he bumped into the little girl's puzzled eyes.

"You are too tired today, come up, brother will carry you back."

Yan Wanqing waved her hand subconsciously and refused, "No, I can do it myself."

Yan Zhengqing didn't give her a chance to refuse, "Come up quickly, do you want your second brother to become a statue in Night Breeze?"

Yan Wanqing pursed her lips, not being pretentious anymore.

Yan Zhengqing's back is not as wide as Jiang Mo's, but it is also very warm, making her unable to feel the cold outside.

……

The next day.

Yan Wanqing stretched her waist, yawned and went downstairs.

"Wanqing, you're getting up."

Jin Le happily greeted Yan Wanqing, his ruddy face was filled with a sunny smile, and he was full of vitality without any morbidity as if he was alive after a catastrophe.

Yan Wanqing greeted him, "Good morning."

After Yan Wanqing changed her clothes, Mrs. Yan saw that she was dressed formally, "Is Wanqing going out?"

"I have to do something today."

Yan Wanqing didn't go into details, the old lady also knew that she was going to deal with the factory.

Jin Le rested his chin on both hands, blinking non-stop, "Wanqing, let me go with you."

Yan Wanqing casually replied, "What are you going to do?"

"I'll carry your bag for you."

"I don't have a bag to carry."

"Then I can be your driver."

"I have a special car and don't need a driver."

"Shall I bring you tea and water?"

"unnecessary."

Yan Wanqing just didn't want to take Jin Le out.

Jin Le pouted unhappily, "Yan Wanqing, you're not cute anymore."

Yan Wanqing smiled: "I'm not a child, so I don't need to be cute."

She patted Jin Le like a child, "Just stay at home and grow flowers with grandma."