"I'd rather eat. My aunt just ate it."

"Mom eats." Qin Yining insisted very much. His beautiful little face was full of excitement and joy.

Joan had to open her mouth and eat the chocolate into her mouth. Qin Yining patted her little hand: "Mom, is it delicious?"

Joanne: "... Delicious, thank you Yining."

"You're welcome." Qin Yining tilted his head and looked at her: "Mom, why aren't you at my father's house? Go home with me and my father today."

Joanne: "

The man twisted his eyebrows and added a harsh voice: "Qin Yining, aunt Qiao is not her mother, she is uncle Huo's girlfriend! How can I tell you that I don't understand!"

Seeing that his father seemed angry, Qin Yining turned his small mouth and immediately cried, "Dad, don't be angry, I love you... Sobbing..."

Qin Jingzhi felt sad and held him in his arms and coaxed him: "Dad is not angry. Dad just reasoned with you again. Mom can't shout casually. Aunt Qiao is not mom."

Qin Yining cried on Qin Jingzhi's shoulder. Qiao an was also astringent when he heard: "do I look a little like Mrs. Qin? Or do I have a similar hairstyle or clothes? In fact, it doesn't matter if he shouted twice. He can recognize it when he sees his mother."

One of Qin Jing's eyes fell on Qiao an's porcelain white face, and the bottom of his eyes was full of complexity: "this child... Haven't seen his mother..."

Joan's expression was stunned: "ah, sorry."

So Mrs. Qin is either gone or left

So Qin Jingzhi is still single?

The suspicion just eliminated came back in an instant.

"Nothing." Qin Jingzhi patted Qin Yining on the back: "good boy, don't you want to eat chocolate? Shall I peel one for you?"

"OK." Qin Yining slipped down from him and handed him a chocolate. Qin Jingzhi helped him peel it off and put it in his mouth: "eat."

Qin Yining obediently shrank in Qin Jingzhi's arms this time. He didn't call ye Qiao's mother for a time. He just stared at her with big eyes.

The air in the infusion room calmed down for a moment. Joan was absorbed in thinking about things. Of course, it was impossible to see a big and a small pair of eyes on her opposite.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked, "by the way, Mr. Qin, Huo Chengzhou has insomnia. It seems that you have prepared incense for him?"

"Yes." Qin Jingzhi recalled: "but he didn't use it on time, so he kept shouting that it didn't work. In the future, Miss Qiao often reminded him."

He paused and explained: "everyone's insomnia is different. I specially prepared incense for ah Cheng. As long as I insist on using it, it must be effective."

Joan nodded and keenly caught a key word: "specially allocated? That's his exclusive?"

"Yes." Looking at her interest, Qin Jingzhi specially said a few more words: "a total of more than a dozen herbs have been added. Peony is the fragrance in order to suppress the taste of other herbs. It has the effect of calming the nerves. People without insomnia can also use it."

"Have others taken similar incense from you?" Joanne seemed to ask casually.

"It's possible. I really don't know this very well." Qin Jingzhi explained: "only ah Cheng's is matched by me personally. There are other doctors in the Department who come to me for prescriptions in case of insomnia. Of course, I sometimes use them myself."

Joan's heart was cluttering again, and her eyes dropped subconsciously.

Things are getting more and more complicated.