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Inside Meng Qingyang's villa.

The doctor gave her a sedative.

At this moment, the stars hung high in the night sky. Most of the people who had been busy all day were leisurely browsing through social media in their homes, while the online incident of Wenzhi continued to ferment.

Meng Qingyang and Little Treasure finally brought Wen Zhizhi home. As soon as he arrived home, Meng Qingyang immediately contacted his doctor. He was a bit worried about Wen Zhizhi's abnormal behavior.

While the doctor was treating Wen Zhizhi's wounds, he considerately arranged the things she had scattered around the mall. His phone buzzed with electricity – after all, he only knew that Wen Zhizhi had moved away from her and Qin Hanze's home, and he didn't know if she and Qin Hanze had broken up or not.

"However, today, when Zhizhi was attacked by herself in the mall, Qin Hanze, the real boyfriend, did not show up. It seems that his position is not that firm. " Meng Qingyang guessed boldly.

Seeing that the doctor was about to untie Wen Zhizhi's clothes and check the wound, Meng Qingyang quickly took out the little Bao Te who was sticking to Wen Zhizhi and left the room.

"Get me some hot water." The serious middle-aged female doctor didn't know what had happened to this little girl, but since Meng Qingyang was going to bring her back, it was most likely related to Meng Qingyang. Therefore, she ordered Meng Qingyang about in a bad mood.

"Looking at the child who has grown up, I don't know when it will become crooked." The old doctor had spent most of his life treating the Meng Family. Naturally, he had watched Meng Qingyang grow up. As he watched Meng Qingyang leave dejectedly, he thought to himself, what a pity.

He placed Little Treasure on the sofa in the living room and found that there was no water in the kettle. Meng Qingyang had to use an electric kettle to heat it up. He had always done things himself. There were no servants assigned to the villa, only an hour worker who came to clean it on time.

The electric kettle was boiling and steam rose from it.

The electric kettle was boiling, but Meng Qingyang wasn't idle either. He rushed upstairs and told the doctor that there was no more hot water at home.

He took out his phone anxiously and contacted his good friend, Wu Linming, asking him to help him find out who was behind this online violence.

Ta.

A soft sound rang out, it was a reminder from the boiling water. He hurried over to the kettle with the cup and basin.

He poured half of the hot water into the cup and added some pure water, about two-thirds of the way up.

He put some hot water in the basin and added some cold water. Knowing that the temperature was right, he found a clean towel and put it on.

With both hands carrying him up the stairs, Little Treasure followed excitedly behind him.

Meng Qingyang didn't know whether the doctor wanted to drink hot water or to treat his wounds, so he prepared both.

Of course, he didn't know that just from the action of heating up the water, it could be seen how much he cared about Wen Zhizhi.

The two uncles and nieces obediently helped the doctor deal with Wen Zhizhi's wounds.

When he finished his work and sent off his family doctor, Meng Qingyang couldn't help but laugh. Little Treasure had fallen asleep on the sofa before he knew it, and his pancake face was squashed together again.

When he finally settled Little Treasure down, his mother called again.

"Qingyang, you're being a bit rude today. Your uncle's daughter has just returned home, and we're not familiar with each other in this country. How can we let her go back alone? "

"Mom, something happened to my friend, so she needed my help. That's why I didn't send her away."

"What friend?" "Isn't she just a normal woman?" Meng Li's mother retorted arrogantly, sounding a bit angry.

"Mom!" Don't spout nonsense, Zhizhi is not a bad woman! " Meng Qingyang was extremely disgusted with his mother's subjective judgment.

"Humph!" Your son isn't in my care when he grows up! Send Little Treasure back tomorrow, and I don't know who you'll meet next. " Mother Meng was a little angry, but the night was late and she did not want to nag her son anymore. She could only hang up the phone in anger.

After hanging up the phone, Meng Qingyang went to Wen Zhizhi's room and covered her with the blanket. He then touched her hair.

Just as she was about to leave, Wen Zhizhi's cell phone rang. Wen Zhizhi moaned in her sleep, but did not wake up.

Meng Qingyang quickly picked up the cell phone that was charging. Upon seeing the caller ID, he guessed it was Wen Si, Wen Zhi's good friend, calling him. Thus, he picked up his cell phone and went out to pick up the phone.

"Zizhi, Zizhi, are you all right? I've been in court all day and my cell phone has been muted. After that, he contacted his foreign clients. The moment he saw your phone number, his colleagues told him about what had happened on the internet. Are you all right? " Zhang Wen Si's voice sounded very urgent. As soon as the call connected, a bunch of comments came out.

"I'm Meng Qingyang, Zhizhi. She was attacked today, and I saw it." Now she's resting here with me. " Meng Qingyang replied lightly after hearing Zhang Wensi's words.

"Oh, so it's Senior Meng. Since you're here, Zhizhi should be fine, right? " Zhang Wen Si's tone gradually slowed down.

"It's hard to say. "Until before she went to bed, she was somewhat resistant to contact with other people." Meng Qingyang reported the situation to her.

"I'll take a leave of absence tomorrow to go see her."

"Sure, I'll send you the address later."

"Senior Meng, have you forgotten? We even troubled you when you were drunk last time. I remember the address." Zhang Wen Si pretended to be relaxed.

In fact, as soon as she hung up the phone, she once again focused on checking and summarizing the main points and sources of all the news on the internet.

Zhang Wensi knew that in this city, other than herself and Meng Qingyang, Wen Zhizhi had nothing else to rely on. Not to mention that he didn't receive Wen Zhizhi's calls, which made her feel that she was very important to this friend of hers.

The next morning, Zhang Wensi came to Meng Qingyang's villa. Since Meng Qingyang wanted to send Little Treasure back to the old house, she decided to stay behind to take care of Wen Zhizhi.

Inside the guest room, Wen Zhizhi was still sleeping with a frown on her face. Zhang Wen Si gently placed a hand on her forehead, trying to soothe all the pain and despair for her.

"I've always believed in you, Zizi. Wake up quickly. " Zhang Wen Si said in her heart.

Heaven seemed to hear her prayers. When she turned to retrieve the information she had gathered last night, she woke up.

"Cough cough, Wensi, am I dreaming? Did you come to see me? "No, no, no, I must be dreaming. Vince doesn't want me anymore, she won't answer my phone." The moment Wen Zhizhi woke up, she stared at Zhang Wen Si's figure without blinking. Against the light, she could not see Zhang Wen Si's expression clearly. It was like a dream.

Seeing her wake up, Zhang Wen Si immediately grabbed Wen Zhi's hand excitedly and said: "Zhi Zhi, it's me! How do you feel? "

Wen Zhizhi rubbed her eyes in disbelief and struggled to get up to hug Zhang Wen Si. "Wen Si, I …" I thought you didn't want to... Fortunately, you're here, and I only have you guys. " She remembered everything that happened last night. She owed Meng Qingyang too much already.