A terminally ill max-level rich woman transmigrated into a book, becoming the pitiful fake heiress female supporting character.
Zhi Yun originally wanted to seriously experience an ordinary l...
He was already weak in the knees and arms, and at this moment he almost fell to the ground!
"Boss... wuwuwu, am I really, really going to die young?"
Zhiyun thought, she doesn’t know either!
But Wei Lai was obviously hit by Han Qingrang's last words.
Impossible!
Wei Lai, is he... already terminally ill...? ?
Zhiyun was also a little frightened. After calming down, she asked Han Qingrang calmly, "Are you sure that Wei Lai is in very bad health right now?"
Seeing how worried she was, Han Qingrang raised his hand and touched her hair, kneading it gently with his fingertips: "Don't worry, it's not as serious as I said. It's just that his complexion looks very similar to the symptoms of a terminal illness, so I said that."
Zhiyun: "In other words, Wei Lai can still be cured?"
Han Qingrang: "It's not that serious."
"That's good," Zhiyun breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to comfort Wei Lai, "You heard what Han Qingrang said. He just looks terminally ill, not serious. Don't worry too much, but you still need to go to the hospital."
Zhiyun finished speaking.
Han Qingrang pulled out a business card from inside his clothes and handed it to Wei Lai. "First People's Hospital, go make an appointment with Doctor Wu. I've written my name on the back of the card. Just go find him."
Wei Lai took the business card and burst into tears of gratitude, "Thank you, Doctor Han."
Han Qingrang smiled: "You're welcome."
Such a smile looked friendly, but to Wei Lai, it was creepy.
But then he thought, in front of the boss, with the boss around, Han Qingrang would not do anything no matter what, so he should be able to go without worry this time.
Wei Lai now has a psychological trauma, which is why he is so vigilant.
Zhiyun arranged for someone to take Wei Lai to the hospital to register for a physical examination.
Only after she finished taking care of Wei Lai did she have time to take care of Dr. Han's feelings of being ignored.
"Wei Lai's health is indeed not good, and he has been with me for many years. He has always taken care of me. He is sick, so I should take care of him a little."
Zhiyun explained to him.
The tone is soft and gentle.
Han Qingrang took her hand and said, "It's okay, I don't care about this."
Originally, Zhiyun thought that Han Qingrang would be jealous, for example, because she was so nice to Wei Lai, and Wei Lai ignored him. She was obviously overthinking it. Han Qingrang was still very tolerant of Wei Lai.
Look, a gentleman is a gentleman.
Don't be petty and don't be narrow-minded.
Not only did he not care about Wei Lai's previous self-assertion, he also personally opened a back door for Wei Lai to register with Dr. Wu.
He really has done a great job.
"Even though you don't care, I still have to tell you that Wei Lai sincerely apologized to me for what happened last time. He knows very well that he shouldn't have done that and realizes his mistake."
Han Qingrang nodded slightly: "No. I won't care about these things."
Listening to his words, Zhiyun felt her heart soften into cotton. "Doctor Han is the best."
"Whose Doctor Han is this?" he asked her.
Zhiyun narrowed her eyes in a smile, the light at the corners of her eyes sparkling and alluring. She took the initiative to move closer to the corner of his lips and kissed him, "My beautiful cold lady."
It is undeniable that there is resistance and rejection in the beginning of love.
But it is also undeniable that there is attachment and pampering after a long period of love.
She would rather pamper him.
Whenever I see something good, I want to give it to him.
"Weave."
"Um?"
Han Qingrang took her hand and sat down on a chair with a reclining back.