Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

"First, I don't want to see you while I'm helping the old lady treat her illness. Second, let Yan Xiyue be my assistant. Third, I don't want the outside world to know about this."

"I promise you."

"I will prescribe the prescription and prepare the medicine tonight, and the treatment will officially start tomorrow."

The phone rang again, and Yu Wei answered the call while walking out.

Meng Hechuan's gentle voice came over, "Weiwei, are you home?"

"Something happened temporarily."

Her voice got farther and farther away, and it wasn't until Yan Wenzhou saw her figure disappear that he walked towards the ward.

Yan Tingsong happened to come out of the ward. When he saw Yan Wenzhou, his face showed no expression. He just said coldly: "Since we are divorced, don't get involved anymore. You will eventually have to give an explanation to your uncle."

Yan Wenzhou said sarcastically: "You are not divorced, so you are not involved with women outside. Are you qualified to teach me about this kind of thing?"

Yan Tingsong's face was dark, "Don't forget whose blood you have on your body. I can give it to you or others from the Yan Group."

"To whom?" Yan Wenzhou laughed mockingly, "The fake daughter next to Song Qinghe?"

"It seems you care about my personal affairs."

"You are my father, of course I care about you."

Yan Tingsong looked at his son in front of him, "Did Shen Meiling teach you to be like this?"

Yan Wenzhou's eyes darkened a little, "What have you taught me since I was a child?"

Yan Tingsong looked away, "I remember that you liked Sun Haiquan very much when you were a child, and you told me that it would be great if I could stay by your side like him. Why did you stop kissing him when you got older?"

Yan Wenzhou clenched his palms tightly.

"You should also know that over the years, I have found ten thousand ways to divorce your mother." Yan Tingsong patted his shoulder, "The worst possible outcome is that both sides will suffer. I am more concerned about yours." Feelings.”

Yan Wenzhou sneered, "Should I still thank you?"

"Don't think of me as your enemy." Yan Tingsong took back his hand and sighed, "I am only your son. As long as you are obedient, my future will be yours."

"Why, you forgot your biological daughter? This is fake, there is always the truth."

"After searching for so many years, I would have found her long ago. If I can't find her, forget it." Yan Tingsong looked at him deeply, "Even if she does find her, she will not affect your status in the slightest."

Yan Tingsong left quickly.

Yan Wenzhou sneered. According to how much Yan Tingsong liked that woman, if they really found their daughter, how could it be possible...

Yan Wenzhou thought of Yu Wei and sat on a bench nearby.

Yan Tingsong is right, since he has not found it, he will never find it! There is no illegitimate daughter of Yan Tingsong in this world, only Yu Wei, the daughter of the Yu family.

Yu Wei returned to the apartment and sent a WeChat message to Meng Hechuan to report that she was safe.

The next second, his video call came over.

Yu Wei hesitated for a few seconds and answered the call. Meng Hechuan looked at her with a smile, "Don't worry, my mother is not in the ward. I just want to take a look at you."

Yu Wei put the phone aside and pointed it at her face, "I've been watching it for so long today, what's there to see?"

"If I had known you couldn't accompany me tonight, I definitely wouldn't have wasted my time looking at the information."

Yu Wei hesitated for a moment, "Brother Hechuan, Mrs. Yan is ill and her situation is not optimistic. Grandpa helped diagnose and treat her illness before. I..."

"You want to help her heal?"

Yu Wei couldn't help but lower her voice, "I have promised the Yan family to help her treat her illness, if you mind..."

"If I minded, wouldn't you help her see a doctor?"

Yu Wei shook her head gently, "If you mind, we can keep our relationship private and not meet each other first, so you won't be in trouble."

"Weiwei, I don't mind if you help Mrs. Yan with her medical treatment. After all, she has been very good to you. If anything happens to her, you will definitely regret it."

Yu Wei looked at him with some emotion.

"What I mind is that you are involved with Yan Wenzhou." Meng Hechuan looked at her helplessly, "After all, if you are involved with him, you are the one who is most likely to get hurt."

"I have made a condition to him. I will not see him while I am treating the old lady."

"Weiwei, since we have decided to be together, let's be together openly and openly. There is no need to hide anyone." Meng Hechuan looked at her with a smile, "Also, I hope to see you every day."

Yu Wei looked at his eyes that were so soft that they could drip water, and her heart felt soft, with a hint of expectation.

When she married Yan Wenzhou, she skipped the step of falling in love. She seemed to have not been in love yet.

Early the next morning, Yu Wei got up very early. She went to a nearby Ningrentang, and then to several other stores she frequented. The medicinal materials she bought almost filled the entire trunk.

Yu Wei went to Yan's house again, and Yan Xiyue was waiting in the living room early.

When she saw Yu Wei, her eyes widened, "Are you the famous doctor my third brother is looking for?"

Yu Wei looked at her with a smile, "Yes."

Just as Yan Xiyue was about to have a fit, she thought of Yan Wenzhou's instructions to her. She gritted her teeth and asked, "What on earth is Third Brother doing!"

Yu Wei threw the medicinal bag in her hand to her, "First wash the medicinal materials with water, soak them for an hour, boil them over high heat, then turn to low heat and simmer for half an hour, pour out the medicinal juice, add half a bowl of water and simmer for another half an hour. Repeat once, mix the concoction three times, and then send it to the hospital.”

"What nonsense?"

"Have it ready before eleven o'clock." Yu Wei waved to her, "Don't rely on others. This prescription is only effective if your granddaughter has been able to endure it."

Yu Wei turned and left.

Yan Xiyue immediately asked for servants, and the servants backed away one after another.

"Third Young Master's instructions are to let Miss Seventh do whatever Miss Yu tells you. Anyone who helps you will pack up and leave."

Yan Xiyue was so angry that her lungs were about to explode, but she thought she had to boil the medicine before eleven o'clock, so she hurried into the kitchen.

Yu Wei drove to the hospital and slipped into Meng Hechuan's ward first.

Meng Hechuan was on the phone. Yu Wei put the cooked soup on the coffee table and was about to turn around to leave. Meng Hechuan caught a glimpse of her, said a few words to the person on the other end of the phone, hung up the phone, and then waved to her.

Yu Wei walked to him, and Meng Hechuan held her hand, "You just came and you're leaving?"

"I also want to help Mrs. Yan with acupuncture."

Hearing this, Meng Hechuan suddenly hugged her into his arms.

Yu Wei was stunned for a moment and forgot to react.

"Click."

She raised her head and met his smiling eyes, "Post it on Moments, it's official."

Yu Wei's cheeks turned red and she withdrew from his arms, "I'll see you again in the afternoon."

She left in a hurry, leaving only a lingering fragrance in the air.

Meng Hechuan looked at the photo on the screen and only captured the hugging action, his side face, and the top of Yu Wei's hair.

Send the photo to Moments with the text: Good morning, my girl.

In addition to laws and regulations, Meng Hechuan's circle of friends is all about sharing cases. This is the first time he has posted personal photos, and it went viral in an instant.

In the high school classmate group, everyone liked him one after another, and even sent screenshots of his WeChat Moments to the group.

"Meng Hechuan, there's a situation!"

Meng Hechuan politely replied: "It's a normal love. I hope everyone wishes you the best."

By the way, I sent a super big red envelope.

Someone loved everyone and came out to send blessings.

In the villa, Yan Wenzhou's cell phone rang. He walked in boredly and saw rows of blessings.

Yan Wenzhou turned up the page little by little until he reached the photo and forgot to breathe for a moment.

Someone just happened to like Yan Wenzhou, "President Yan, all I need is your blessing!"