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

Although the temperature of the tea would not burn the skin, it still caused red marks on Yu Wei's face.

The living room fell silent instantly. Although Shen Meiling didn't like this daughter-in-law, this was the first time she had been embarrassed in public. What's more, the old lady is still in the house.

Tea dripped down Yu Wei's cheek and onto the carpet.

Yu Wei wiped her face and said without any emotion in her voice, "I'll start cooking again."

"How can she make tea?" Yan Wenzhou walked into the living room and said helplessly, "Mom, if you want to drink tea, I will make it for you."

Shen Meiling snorted, "If you can't even make tea well, what use do you have for this wife?"

Yan Wenzhou took off his coat and walked into the living room. He saw Yu Wei still half-kneeling on the ground and pulled her up. "Why are you still standing there? Go upstairs and change your clothes."

Yu Wei stood up following his strength, but her legs were extremely sore. Fortunately, Yan Wenzhou held her waist in time, and Yu Wei rested in his arms to relax.

Shen Meiling looked at the intimacy between the two, disgust flashed across her beautiful face.

Yu Wei walked upstairs.

Shen Meiling looked at Yan Wenzhou, "Why, are you feeling distressed?"

Yan Wenzhou took the tea bag from the servant and smiled, "What's there to feel bad about? It's just that she's clumsy and I'm afraid it will affect your good mood."

Yu Wei paused after listening to Yan Wenzhou's words.

Back in the bedroom, Yu Wei took a shower directly. As soon as she walked out of the bathroom, she was pressed against the wall.

"How can someone be as stupid as you?"

Yu Wei looked at the anger in the man's eyes and said, "Your mother doesn't like me. No matter how I cook, she won't be satisfied."

"It's so rare that you still know that she doesn't like you." Yan Wenzhou pinched her cheek and looked at her, "Then why did you agree to treat that woman?"

Yu Wei's eyes were open, "Do I have a choice?"

Yan Wenzhou couldn't help but increase the strength of his hands, "Why can't you wait any longer?"

"What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for my mother to kowtow to Wen Siya again?" Yu Wei looked at him dissatisfied, "Yan Wenzhou, after this happened, the first person I begged was you. It was you who refused to help. Me! Aren’t you allowed to save myself?”

"Save yourself? You are hopelessly stupid!"

"I'm stupid to think that you will help the Yu family!" Yu Wei sneered, "If you come to investigate for Wen Siya, I won't accompany you!"

With Yan Tingsong's help, Yu Mo can't go to jail, and Wen Siya will definitely be dissatisfied.

Yu Wei pushed him away, but was pressed against the wall by him, "I'm treating my father-in-law's lover. Do you think grandma can protect you from this?"

Yu Wei was very calm, "During the medical treatment, your father probably won't let me have an accident."

Yan Wenzhou resisted the urge to strangle her, "Then you'd better have superb medical skills and make that woman live a long life! Otherwise, no one can protect you!"

Yan Wenzhou slammed the door and walked away.

Yu Wei leaned against the wall to take a breath. It shouldn't be a coincidence that Shen Meiling returned to China at this time, but she had already promised Yan Tingsong, so she could only grit her teeth and go on this road.

Early the next morning, Yu Wei drove to Yan Tingsong's private villa.

The villa is located halfway up the mountain, the area is not very large, and the decoration is very low-key.

When Yu Wei entered the living room, Yan Tingsong was squatting on the ground, feeding the woman in the wheelchair some medicine. However, the medicine was too bitter and the woman refused to open her mouth. Yan Tingsong coaxed her patiently, without any of the dignity of the past.

The woman was about the same age as Yan Tingsong, very thin, with frighteningly white skin and wearing a hat on her head.

Due to long-term pain, her eye sockets are sunken and her stork bones are prominent, but it is not difficult to see that she must have been beautiful when she was young.

When she noticed Yu Wei coming in, the woman's cloudy eyes brightened a little, and her voice was hoarse, "Who is she?"

Yan Tingsong stood up and handed the medicine bowl to the servant beside him, "She is Wenzhou's wife and the new doctor I found for you."

The woman's eyes fell on Yu Wei, and she smiled, "What's your name?"

Yan Tingsong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the rare smile on the woman's face.

Yu Wei took a step forward, "My name is Yu Wei."

"My name is Song Qinghe."

"Hello, Aunt Song." Yu Wei responded with a friendly smile.

Next, Yu Wei took Song Qinghe's pulse, conducted a face-to-face consultation, and asked about her current medication status.

Song Qinghe's health has been delayed for too long, and the situation is not optimistic.

Yu Wei and Yan Tingsong walked to the living room.

"I'm not sure that I can cure Aunt Song." Yu Wei answered truthfully, "Her body has suffered serious losses due to the original disease and long-term medication. I can only help her recuperate her body first, and then prescribe the right medicine. The most I can do is It’s guaranteed for two years.”

"Two years?" Yan Tingsong was a little excited, "Mr. Yu said before that it can be at least ten years."

Yu Wei's eyes darkened a bit, "That was three years ago. Moreover, my talent is not very good, and the medical skills I learned from my grandfather are limited. If my guess is correct, the time your medical team will give you should be It’s half a year.”

Yan Tingsong looked at her in surprise.

Yu Wei said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Three years ago, you already missed the best opportunity for treatment."

As for why you missed it? Both of them knew that something happened to Grandpa Yu Wei and his medical skills were questioned, so Yan Tingsong looked for another famous doctor.

After leaving Yan Tingsong's villa, Yu Wei went to the hospital. Yu Mo could already get out of bed, but he still needed help. He spoke more eloquently than before and shouted that he wanted to confront Wen Siya.

Yu Wei looked at him coldly, "I tell you, you will rot in my stomach after this incident."

"What I did... I admit, what I didn't do, why should that woman... rely on me?" Yu Mo was very angry.

"Do you have evidence?" Yu Wei looked at him helplessly.

Yu Mo gritted his teeth in anger.

Yu Wei hated the iron and said: "From now on, you should stay out of the affairs between me and Yan Wenzhou!"

"Who makes you unable to even capture your husband's heart?"

Yu Wei's eyes dimmed. She had understood a long time ago that there are many things in this world that cannot be achieved by hard work alone.

Yu Wei returned to her old house and saw Shen Meiling as soon as she entered the door.

Shen Meiling's voice was cold, "Where have you been?"

Yu Wei's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, "Hospital, look at my brother."

"How many years have you been married to Wenzhou?"

"Three years."

"Why isn't your stomach moving yet?"

Yu Wei looked a little pale, "We have no plans to have children yet."

Shen Meiling sneered, "Have you gone to the hospital for a checkup? Is it because you had a miscarriage when you first got married, so your health is not good?"

"I know my body very well and there is no problem."

Shen Meiling's eyes darkened, "So, you are very confident in your medical skills?"

Yu Wei felt a chill go down her back.

"I made an appointment for you to have a checkup. I'll go to the hospital tomorrow." Shen Meiling looked her over and said with disgust, "If you can't give birth to a child, you, Mrs. Yan, are really useless."

After Shen Meiling left, Yu Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Wei wrote a treatment plan for Song Qinghe. Unknowingly, it was already eleven o'clock. She looked downstairs through the window and saw that Yan Wenzhou had not returned yet.

Yu Wei took a shower, turned off the light, and lay down in the quilt. Just when she was drowsy, there were a pair of hands around her waist. Yu Wei turned over, and the man's lips fell down, with a thick kiss. Smells of alcohol.