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Although Fan Xing didn't understand why she felt so uneasy, she still nodded her head obediently, "Alright."

In her heart, whether it was the old Wen Yiyan or the current Wen Yiyan, they were both her unreserved and deeply in love with him.

Hearing that she definitely had to answer, Wen Yiyan's unease dissipated a lot as his mood gradually calmed down.

Just as he was about to release her, he saw that her clothes were in a mess when he lowered his head …

Seeing this, he hoarsely said, "Fan Xiaoxing, help me."

Fan Xing was currently in a physiological condition, so he naturally couldn't do anything about it. However, he also didn't plan on letting her off that easily.

Fan Xing was a little confused, not knowing what he meant by helping him.

The silly woman was stunned and came to her senses.

Remembering the last time he had asked her to help him with it, he felt exhausted and his hands were numb.

Fan Xing wanted to cry, but no tears came out. "I, I don't want to, you were like this the last time …"

The man smiled and quickly reached out to pick her up and carried her into the bedroom.

He whispered, "How can you go back on your promise?"

Fan Xing struggled for a while, but to no avail, he gave up.

Fan Xing went to take a bath.

It was not long before he came out. He was lying on the bed, too tired to move at all.

Seeing her so tired, the corner of Wen Yiyan's mouth raised up as he smiled silently.

He said in a low voice, "If you're tired, sleep first. I'm going to take a bath."

Then, he took his pajamas and entered the bathroom. Fan Xing turned his head and watched Yue Yang's figure disappear into the distance.

After he finished showering, Fan Xing curled up on the bed, with the blanket in front of him almost falling asleep. Occasionally, the sound of his mouth popping could be heard.

The man's eyes became especially gentle.

He walked over to the bed, bent down, and gently pulled the blanket out of her arms and over her again. He stroked her small face with his big hands, then lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

Seeing that he had come out, Fan Xing's gaze became more clear, and he gave a silly smile, and said: "Are you done bathing?"

He pursed his lips and said softly, "En, go to sleep."

The woman nodded obediently like a cat, then closed her eyes and prepared to fall asleep.

He walked to the other side of the bed and prepared to go to bed.

Just as he reached the other side of the bed, his cell phone rang.

He picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID. His eyes darkened as he walked out of the room.

Fan Xing was woken up by the sound of the bell once again, the drowsiness receding a little.

These past few nights, whenever he had reached this time, there would always be a phone call looking for Wen Yiyan.

It would be reasonable to say that this point was occasionally opened because of the urgent matters at work, but it was strange to see it continuously for several days.

Fan Xing closed his eyes as he laid on the bed. After thinking about it for a while, he still could not think of a reason.

Half an hour later, he finished listening to the phone and went to bed.

The woman pretended to be awakened and looked at him sleepily.

Seeing that she had woken up, Wen Yiyan's eyes quickly flickered, but Fan Xing did not see it.

He asked, "I woke you up."

The woman nodded dumbly and whispered, "Yeah, it's so late. Whose number is it?"

The man lay down on the bed, took her in his arms, put his chin on the top of her head, and said softly, "A friend, asking these medical questions. It's late, go to sleep. "

What kind of friend would call in the middle of the night and they would chat for half an hour …

Fan Xing thought in his heart. However, because she believed in him, she didn't ask any further and only felt puzzled.

Not long after, the woman fell back into a deep sleep in his arms.

Looking at her sleeping little face, Wen Yiyan was in a bit of a daze, thinking about something unknown.

The next day, when Fan Xing woke up, her husband had already prepared breakfast.

She quickly washed up, walked to the dining table and sat down. "Morning, husband."

He took a sip of his coffee, put down his cup and replied in a low voice, "Morning."

Fan Xing did not have any thoughts, he had long forgotten about the call last night. After she finished breakfast, Wen Yiyan drove her to work.

When they reached the bottom of the hospital, Fan Xing secretly kissed the man's cheek before getting off the car. Then, he said goodbye with a smile.

Returning to the hospital, Jiang Ke looked at his computer and began to do something.

Fan Xing smiled as he greeted him, "Senior Brother Jiang, you've been arriving really early these past few days."

Jiang Ke looked up at her and smiled gently: "No, I just arrived too. Prof. Chen said yesterday that he would like to chat with us at this time today. I think it's about time. "

Fan Xing nodded and walked over.

She pulled a chair from the side and sat down beside him.

Jiang Ke clicked on the video request and waited for it to accept.

Not long later, the video call connected. Prof. Chen's serious face appeared on the screen.

The two of them called out to the people inside respectfully, "Prof. Chen!"

Prof. Chen laughed, nodded his head, and said in a loud voice: "This time, you did very well. Wei Wenyu's condition gradually improved, and you all must have done a great job."