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Before leaving get off work, Wen Nuan sent another WeChat message to Wang Jingyang: Director Wang, how is Chu Qiao? What did the doctor say?

It was not until she got home that she received a reply from Wang Jingyang: Sorry, I was with my child just now. The doctor looked at the wound and said it was fine, and changed the medicine by the way. I haven't taken the antipyretic medicine yet, the doctor said to take it after the temperature reaches 38.5.

Wen Nuan: Could it be that Chu Qiao was frightened?

Wang Jingyang: Yes, it’s possible! The nanny has learned from my mother, she can take the pulse, let her take a look.

Wen Nuan washed her hands and went into the kitchen, but she put her phone aside and looked at it from time to time. When she finished cooking, Wang Jingyang replied: It has been prepared. We will know if it continues to cook in the evening.

Warmth: Let your child drink more water.

Wang Jingyang: She has fallen asleep. Let her drink some more when she wakes up.

Wen Nuan: Let her eat something light tomorrow morning! Wontons and pot cakes contain meat and are not made from leavened dough, which may be more detrimental to the healing of the child's wound.

Wang Jingyang: Don’t be stressed. It’s normal to have bumps and bruises. I’ve consulted a dermatologist and he said it’s highly unlikely that scars will be left. Even if they are left, there are medicines that can remove them.

Wen Nuan: But after all, it was us who hurt the child.

Wang Jingyang: Wen Nuan, are you so distant with me?

Wen Nuan: Isn't it the child who got hurt? If it were you, I wouldn't be so anxious!

Wang Jingyang: Haha! You really know how to tell the truth!

Wen Nuan: As a man, it’s not a big deal to get two stitches, right?

Wang Jingyang: OK! Wen Nuan, you are so ruthless!

Wen Nuan: Leader, I was wrong! Although you are a man, you can't get bumped or bruised. It will affect your tall and handsome image!

Wang Jingyang: That’s more like it! Have you eaten?

Wen Nuan: It’s just cooked! Why is Wen Rou so quiet? She must be asleep or engrossed in playing games!

Wang Jingyang: Let’s go eat!

Wen Nuan: Okay! If you need me, just call me! I'll go call Wen Rou for dinner!

Wang Jingyang did not reply. Holding the phone and reading Wen Nuan's last words, Wang Jingyang breathed a sigh of relief and thought: Wen Nuan, I have always needed you, but you don't belong to me!

The nanny came out from the kitchen and said, "Jingyang, let me accompany Qiaoqiao tonight!"

"No need! Go to sleep!" Wang Jingyang smiled. The nanny is almost sixty years old and her health is not as good as before. She can't be overworked.

The nanny went back to her bedroom. Wang Jingyang leaned back on the sofa and started browsing his phone.

After looking through all sorts of things, Wang Jingyang found that he had been looking at his phone for more than an hour, and his neck and wrists felt a little uncomfortable.

When did this start? He relaxed a little and lost self-discipline! He stayed up late not to read books or newspapers, but just because he didn't want to sleep. Was it because the bed was too big? Was it because sleeping alone in a bed was too lonely?

Wang Jingyang said to himself: You can't go on like this! It's okay to have a woman in your heart, but you can't be negative or decadent. You still have a lot of important things to do!

Thinking of this, Wang Jingyang stood up and walked towards the master bedroom. From today on, he would stop staying up late.

The car stopped downstairs. Liang Jian got out and wanted to open the door for Ye Binggang, but saw that he had already got out of the car.

After spending these days together, Liang Jian discovered that Ye Binggang was a wealthy second-generation and heir to a group who did not put on airs. He did not have any of the bad habits of a rich boy, and he admired him very much.

"Go back! Walk slowly!" Ye Binggang said as he stretched out his long legs and walked into the corridor.

After entering the elevator, Ye Binggang stretched and moved a few times before he felt his body was less stiff.

Walking out of the elevator, opening the combination lock, Ye Binggang opened the door and walked into the room.

"Brother-in-law!" Wenrou, who was sitting at the dining table eating ice cream, turned around and called him.

Ye Binggang hummed, and asked while changing his slippers: "It's so late, why don't you go to bed?"

Wenrou scratched her head embarrassedly, "I slept too much in the afternoon. My sister was sleepy and went to bed early."

"You should go to bed early too!" Ye Binggang said this and went into the master bedroom and never came out again.

Although he and Wenrou are brother-in-law and sister-in-law, they are of similar age, so Ye Binggang still feels that they should avoid suspicion.

When he finished taking a shower and went to bed, Wen Nuan woke up and said, "You're back!"

Ye Binggang hugged her with a smile, "Sister, why did you go to bed so early today?"

"I came back at noon to cook for Wenrou. I didn't take a nap." Wenrou rested her head on Ye Binggang's arm, her voice a little hoarse.

Ye Bing felt a little itchy when he heard it, and his hot hands wandered over Wen Nuan's body, "When will Wen Rou go back?"

Wen Nuan dodged while laughing, "I've only been here for two days and you already despise me!"

"No! The main reason is that she lives here and it's inconvenient for us!" Ye Binggang turned over, pressed down Wen Nuan, and kissed her red lips.

At first, Wen Nuan thought that Wen Rou was next door, and it would be bad if she heard it. But soon, she was immersed in the enthusiasm brought by Ye Binggang, and followed his ups and downs, and was happy and carefree.

In fact, they were overthinking it. Wenrou next door was playing games with headphones on and was having a lot of fun.

She was usually busy with dance school affairs and seldom had time to play games, so when she was recovering from her injury, she started playing games all day long.

Finally tired from playing, Wenrou found that it was already two o'clock in the morning, so she lay down and wanted to sleep.

But I heard a message on my phone.

I picked up the phone and saw that someone wanted to add me on WeChat. The online name was unfamiliar, and the real name was also unfamiliar: I am Mu Chen.

Wen Nuan did not pass the call immediately, but replied: Who are you?

The man replied: Sorry, I was the doctor in the emergency room that day.

Wenrou suddenly realized something, so she clicked "accept" and changed the name in the remark: Doctor Mu Chen.

Wenrou: Hello, Dr. Mu! Thank you for your patience that day!

Doctor Mu Chen: You're welcome. It's my duty! How is your injury?

Wenrou: Much better! No more swelling, and the color is not so purple anymore! Thank you for your concern!

Doctor Mu Chen: You’re welcome! You can come to me if you have any questions in the future!

Wenrou: Thank you! I will definitely trouble you in the future!

Doctor Mu Chen: No need for you! I should be only three years older than you, not old.

Wenrou: Haha! Of course not old, very young! Are you working the night shift?

Doctor Mu Chen: Well, I couldn’t sleep, so I sorted out the medical records and saw yours. I didn’t expect you were still awake so late!

Wenrou: I see! I was just about to go to sleep!

Doctor Mu Chen: It’s really late. You should go to bed early! More rest will help you recover.

Wenrou: Okay, thank you Dr. Mu!

Dr. Mu Chen: Good night!

Looking at the chat interface, Wenrou recalled Dr. Mu Chen's appearance: above-average height, thin, wearing glasses, very fair skin, spoke softly, was very patient, and a little shy.

That’s all I can remember.

He wore a mask that day, covering two-thirds of his face.

Does he add friends just to show concern for the patients?