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

Everyone looked at each other in shock, not expecting that Mrs. Yan would suddenly ask to see Song Qinghe.

Song Qinghe held Yan Tingsong's hand tightly, and Yan Tingsong patted her back comfortingly, "Don't worry, Qinghe, I'll go in with you."

Yan Xiqian said: "Grandma said that she only wants to see her alone."

Yan Tingsong's face darkened a bit.

Yan Ting came forward, "She's so good, what did your grandma do to see her?"

He looked at Yan Xiqian with a hint of disgust in his dark eyes, "Don't make her angry again."

Ever since she divorced Hu Jingzhi, her father thought she was embarrassed and had completely cut off contact with her. This was the first time the two of them had spoken in a long time.

"If grandma would be angry, she wouldn't want to see her." Yan Xiqian said and got out of the way.

Yu Wei leaned over and looked at Song Qinghe, "Do you want to see her?"

Song Qinghe hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Then I'll push you in."

Yu Wei pushed Song Qinghe into the ward. When Mrs. Yan saw the two people coming in, she blinked and pointed at the oxygen mask. Yu Wei stepped forward to help her take it off.

"Grandma, you are very weak now, don't talk too much, do you understand?"

Mrs. Yan looked at Yu Wei and nodded gently.

When Yu Wei went out, Mrs. Yan's eyes fell on Song Qinghe. When she saw the pale and thin woman, Mrs. Yan stretched out her hand to her.

Song Qinghe hesitated for a moment and did not hold the hand.

Yu Wei came out of the ward, Yan Xiqian waved to her, and the two of them walked aside.

"Haohao didn't come back with you?"

"After he met his great-grandmother, he went to Han Nuo's place." Yan Xiqian's voice was a bit tired.

Seeing the two people standing together, Yan Xiyue said angrily: "You are really good at judging the situation. You have disgraced our Yan family and come here to curry favor with Yu Wei!"

Yan Xiqian's face darkened a bit.

"Now everyone in the imperial capital knows that Hu Tianhao is the bastard you had with another man. Since you left, why did you come back?"

Yanting was walking to the window not far away, out of sight and out of mind.

Yan Wenhong just glanced at Yan Xiqian and walked to sit on a bench nearby.

No one planned to speak for Yan Xiqian.

What Yan Xiyue wanted to say, Yu Wei stood in front of Yan Xiqian, "Yan Xiyue, when it comes to shame, who in the Yan family can compare with you?"

"Yu Wei, don't think that just because you have my third brother's inheritance, you can show off your power in the Yan family!"

"I have been putting up with you for the sake of the old lady." Yu Wei walked to her side and lowered her voice, "Since you know that I have obtained Yan Wenzhou's inheritance, you should know that there is nothing wrong with you if you mess with me. benefit."

Without Tao Jing's support, Yan Xiyue, even though she was going crazy, had to stop and step aside with her arms folded across her chest.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Yan Tingsong sat on a bench nearby, his stern face expressionless.

In fact, except when he is around Song Qinghe, it is rare to see his relaxed expression. He is not an approachable person.

The door to the ward was opened and Yan Tingsong walked over quickly. Song Qinghe saw that he looked a little nervous and smiled, "Don't worry."

Yan Tingsong pushed the person out of the ward, and Yu Wei looked at Song Qinghe, "I still need to help the old lady with treatment. I will see you after I finish my work."

Song Qinghe nodded.

Yan Tingsong pushed her towards the elevator.

Mrs. Yan's condition went up and down, and Yu Wei stayed in the hospital.

After taking the third dose of medicine in the morning, Mrs. Yan's condition finally became more stable.

The Yan family also left one after another, leaving only two people standing guard outside.

Yu Wei walked outside the ward, wanting to take a breath, when a male nurse pushing a nursing cart came towards her. When she passed by, the male nurse grabbed her arm and took her into a nearby ward.

His lips were covered, and the man took off his mask.

Seeing the familiar face, Yu Wei breathed a sigh of relief, "Have you already met grandma?"

Yan Wenzhou nodded and moved closer to her, "Did you tell grandma that you have our child in your belly?"

Yu Wei avoided his scorching gaze, "It's a stopgap measure. She has always wanted us to have children. I just hope she can have more motivation to live."

"Have you never thought about how disappointed you will be when grandma gets better and you know you don't have a child?" Yan Wenzhou looked at her red cheeks and lowered his voice, "We have to work hard."

It’s not serious at this time! Yu Wei blushed and pushed him, deciding to change the topic, "Is it okay for you to be here?"

"I'm afraid you'll be worried, so I came here to see you." Yan Wenzhou put his arm around her waist, and Yu Wei hugged him. "Do you plan to never show up?"

"Now is not the time."

"Where do you live now?" Yu Wei couldn't help but ask, "What if I..."

Yan Wenzhou lowered his head, took her lips in his mouth, and swallowed the rest of her voice between his lips and teeth. Yu Wei raised her head and responded to his kiss.

The kiss ended, both of them panting.

Yan Wenzhou helped her tidy up her clothes, "If you miss me, I will come to you."

There were footsteps outside the door, and Yan Wenzhou hugged her into his arms. When the footsteps faded away, the two reluctantly separated.

Yan Wenzhou held the doorknob, but before he could open the door, Yu Wei suddenly stood up on tiptoes and kissed his lips again, "Be safe."

Yan Wenzhou suppressed the urge to hold her in his arms, nodded, then put on his mask and walked out.

Yu Wei stayed in the hospital for another day. In the evening, Mrs. Yan's condition was basically stable, but she needed to continue to be observed in the intensive care unit.

She left the hospital and returned to the mountainside villa with Yan Tingsong.

Song Qinghe prepared three simple dishes and one soup. When he saw Yu Wei coming back from outside with Yan Tingsong, his eyes were a little moist.

Yan Tingsong's face darkened a bit when he saw that she was cooking with her own hands again, "Aren't you in severe pain these days? Don't move if you can."

Song Qinghe shook his head at him, "I'm fine."

The three of them sat around the dining table. Song Qinghe helped her pick up the vegetables, "Weiwei, eat more."

"Thank you."

The meal was finished quietly.

Yu Wei followed Song Qinghe back to the room and helped her with the treatment. Only halfway through the acupuncture, she was already falling asleep deeply.

After the treatment, Yu Wei walked out of the bedroom.

Yan Tingsong was standing at the window when he saw her coming out and came over to greet her, "Qinghe has been sleeping longer than waking up these days. What's going on?"

"Her cancer cells have metastasized to the brain a long time ago. In addition, she has been under great psychological pressure recently and has developed symptoms." Yu Wei said in a calm voice, "I will change the prescription, but with her current physical condition, the extent of improvement is limited. .”

Yan Tingsong was silent for a moment, "Is there any way to prevent her from being in such pain?"

"I'm looking for the right approach."

Now acupuncture and painkillers can only have a limited effect on her.

"I want you to stay in the villa to accompany Qinghe tonight. I need to go to the hospital."

Yu Wei nodded.

Yan Tingsong left the villa, looking a little tired. Gao Li handed him some information, "Director Yan, the arrangements have been made and can be taken at any time."