Who is it?

"Wen Lijing, Young Master Wen."

"He's here to see Eleven, not to see me," Qiao Wanwan said. "But I do have something to ask him. Let him in first, and we'll go downstairs right away."

"yes."

Qiao Wanwan slowly removed the needles from Eleven, then took his pulse to make sure there was nothing wrong with his body before taking his hand and going downstairs.

Wen Lijing was sitting in the living room, holding a kitten in his arms.

Qiao Wanwan was overjoyed and rushed forward, "It's it!"

"Yes," Wen Lijing said with a smile, "its injuries have healed, and I brought it here specifically to thank you."

Qiao Wanwan picked up the kitten and checked it over. "It's really healed."

"Hmm." Wen Lijing looked at Eleven. "Eleven, your uncle brought you a gift. Do you want to see it?"

"OK."

Wen Lijing, catering to his preferences, bought him a new Lego set for Shiyi.

Shiyi was very happy, "This is the hardest to work on, I want to work on it with Sister Wanwan!"

"Okay, let's work out together tonight after we finish our workout."

Qiao Wanwan stroked the kitten in her arms. "Mr. Wen, since you're going to adopt it, have you given it a name?"

"Not yet. Miss Qiao is its savior, so you can name it."

Qiao Wanwan smiled and said, "Eleven likes it very much too, why don't we let Eleven have it too?"

After thinking about it carefully, Shiyi said, "Pickled cabbage fish!"

Qiao Wanwan: "......"

Wen Lijing: "......"

"Eleven, how did you come up with such a down-to-earth name?"

Eleven explained earnestly, "Because cats like to eat fish, and the sauerkraut fish that Sister Wanwan made last night was so delicious!"

"Oh?" Wen Lijing asked curiously, "I didn't expect Miss Qiao to be able to cook."

Qiao Wanwan was a little embarrassed. "My sister has been eating very bland food for the past few years because of her illness. Now that she has finally recovered, she wants to eat something with stronger flavors. Actually, I don't cook very well, but they don't mind."

Wen Lijing said, "Even if home-cooked dishes taste ordinary, they still taste like home."

Qiao Wanwan agreed, "I think so too."

She enjoys cooking, enjoys having dinner with her family, and enjoys the feeling of them eating all the food she makes.

The weather was nice outside, so Wen Lijing took Shiyi out for a walk while Qiao Wanwan went to the kitchen to prepare afternoon tea.

About half an hour later, the two returned.

Wen Lijing put Eleven down on the ground. "Miss Qiao, I just received a phone call and have something to take care of."

"Okay, take care."

After seeing Wen Lijin off, Qiao Wanwan noticed that Eleven seemed a little unhappy and asked, "What's wrong? Are you reluctant to part with your uncle?"

"No," Eleven pouted. "Uncle said I can live here, but I can't be angry with Mommy."

Qiao Wanwan patted his head tenderly, "Try to forget all the unhappy things during the National Day holiday, okay?"

Eleven hugged her, saying, "As long as I'm with Sister Wanwan, I'll be happy."

Qiao Wanwan's heart was almost melted by his cuteness. She couldn't understand how Wen Xue could bring herself to hit such an adorable child!

"Then let's stay together forever."

"Pinky promise".

"good!"

......

After treatment, the condition gradually improved. The frequency of the attacks, which used to occur every few days, has now decreased.

Wen Lijing often visits Shiyi and brings him his favorite snacks.

When it was time for dinner in the evening, Shiyi didn't have much of an appetite.

"What's wrong?" Zhan Yin asked curiously. "You usually eat very well, why aren't you eating properly today?"

Qiao Wanwan glanced at the untouched rice in the eleven bowls. "You probably ate too many cookies this afternoon and can't eat anymore. It's okay, I'll make you some snacks tonight if you're hungry."

"Okay." Eleven put down her little spoon. "I'm going to play now."

"Go."

Eleven had just gotten out of bed and hadn't run two steps when it suddenly stopped.

Just as Qiao Wanwan was about to ask him what was wrong, Eleven suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground!

"eleven!"

"eleven!"

Everyone was terrified. Qiao Wanwan rushed forward to take his pulse, her face gradually turning pale. "Prepare the car, take him to the hospital!"

The car from Wutong Bay drove to the hospital, and an ambulance also arrived. On the way, they carried Eleven onto the ambulance and put him directly onto a ventilator!

Shiyi was rushed to the emergency room immediately, and everyone waited outside.

"Sister, what happened to Eleven? Why did he suddenly vomit blood?" Cheng Zaozao asked worriedly. "You've been treating him recently, and his condition has been much better."

“I don’t know what’s going on either.” Qiao Wanwan’s mind was a mess. “His pulse was very weak just now, and I don’t know why he suddenly vomited blood.”

"Sister, don't worry, Eleven is lucky and will be fine."

"Hmm." Qiao Wanwan tried to calm herself down and looked at Zhan Jingting beside her. "He was hospitalized on November 11th. Should we notify the Wen family?"

The man's handsome face remained expressionless. "They're probably already on their way."

"How could they know if we didn't notify them?"

"The Wen family keeps a close eye on the Zhan family, and they will know about any slightest movement."

No sooner had Zhan Jingting finished speaking than a commotion came from his side.

The elevator doors opened, and Wen Lijing and Wen Xue rushed over.

"How did the National Day holiday go?" Wen Lijing asked anxiously.

The next second, a "smack" was heard!

Qiao Wanwan was slapped hard by Wen Xue, and she lost her balance and fell to the ground!

Zhan Jingting's eyes turned cold!

"Wanwan!" Zhan Yin hurriedly helped Qiao Wanwan up. "Are you alright?"

"It's nothing." Qiao Wanwan covered her left cheek, feeling a numb pain!

"Qiao Wanwan, how did you take care of Eleven!" Wen Xue demanded angrily.

"Wen Xue, are you crazy?" Wen Lijing grabbed her wrist. "Even if this matter has nothing to do with Miss Qiao, you can't hit her."

Wen Xue's chest heaved with anger. "Brother, how could you side with outsiders? Eleven vomited blood; she's culpable! If anything happens to Eleven, I'll beat her to death—that's too lenient!"

“Miss Wen, the young master’s vomiting blood was an accident. What does it have to do with our mistress?” Zheng Ma protected Qiao Wanwan with heartache. “She treats the young master like her own son and loves him dearly. She has put in a lot of effort for him and has done more for him than you have!”

"It's no use you all protecting her. It's a fact that my son vomited blood and was in the emergency room!" Wen Xue pressed on relentlessly. "In short, if anything happens to my son today, I will absolutely not let her get away with it!"

"That's enough," Wen Lijing said seriously. "Eleven is still inside. Now is not the time for you to cause trouble. We'll talk about it after Eleven comes out safely."

Wen Xue covered her face and sobbed, "My son absolutely cannot be harmed, otherwise I can't live either..."

Time passed second by second, each second seemingly stretched out infinitely, an ordeal for everyone outside the emergency room!

More than two hours later, the door to the emergency room was finally opened!