Qiao Wanwan's mind didn't quite catch on for a moment, and she subconsciously asked, "What meaningful thing?"

Zhan Jingting didn't say anything, but directly lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Qiao Wanwan's eyes widened, her hands gripping his shoulders tightly, her whole body trembling uncontrollably!

"Wanwan..." The man's kisses rained down on his neck, "Relax..."

His voice was deep and gentle, carrying an indescribable power, and Qiao Wanwan felt her inner unease gradually being soothed.

That man and that child who died at birth are now in the past, and they should no longer affect her life!

Qiao Wanwan took a deep breath, slowly hugged Zhan Jingting's neck, and responded to his kiss.

Zhan Jingting was delighted and deepened the kiss.

A room full of enchanting beauty...

......

The next day.

Qiao Wanwan didn't get up until noon, and personally cooked chicken soup to send to the hospital.

The ward was empty. Qiao Wanwan called over a nurse and asked, "Where's the baby?"

"Madam Zhan, the young master has been discharged from the hospital."

Qiao Wanwan frowned. "The Wen family picked him up from the hospital?"

"Yes, they said there's a doctor at home, so I can just go home and recuperate."

"I understand, thank you."

Qiao Wanwan was a little disappointed that she didn't see Eleven. After thinking it over, she took out her phone and called Wen Lijing.

"Miss Qiao?" Wen Lijing was quite surprised to receive a call from Qiao Wanwan for the first time. "You wanted to see me?"

"I went to the hospital to visit Eleven and found out that you had taken him home. How is he doing?"

"You were discharged from the hospital on the 11th?" Wen Lijing was clearly unaware. "I'm not home yet, so I don't know about this. I'll go check."

"No need to confirm," Qiao Wanwan said. "Wen Xue must have her reasons for picking him up from the hospital. I'm not in a position to interfere in your Wen family's affairs. I'm just worried about Eleven's health."

“The Wen family has a family doctor, so Eleven will be fine,” Wen Lijing said. “How about this, when I get home, I’ll have Eleven video chat with you.”

"That would be great, thank you."

"It's nothing."

In the evening, Wen Lijing sent a video call invitation.

Qiao Wanwan answered the call immediately and, sure enough, saw Eleven's little face.

"Sister Wanwan!" Eleven smiled broadly, "I missed you so much!"

"I miss you too." Qiao Wanwan looked closely at his pale face. "How are you feeling?"

Shiyi held up her little hand with the IV drip attached to show Qiao Wanwan, "I'm getting a shot."

Qiao Wanwan felt very sorry for him. "Eleven, be good. If you're not feeling well, you need to get a shot. Just hang in there."

"Yes, once I'm better, I can go back to Sister Wanwan's side."

Qiao Wanwan felt even more upset and wished she could rush to his side immediately!

“Miss Qiao.” Wen Lijing took the phone, his voice gentle. “I’ve already asked the doctor. The IV drip is to clear out any remaining toxins. Eleven’s health is fine, so you can rest assured.”

Qiao Wanwan nodded. "Mr. Wen, please keep a close eye on Gu Shiyi and make sure he doesn't eat anything indiscriminately again."

"good."

Qiao Wanwan was worried that Wen Xue would be unhappy, so she didn't dare to chat with Shiyi Duo at all and quickly said goodbye and hung up.

She wasn't in the mood for a walk, so she went to Cheng Zaozao's room.

The teacher is giving Cheng Zaozao a lesson.

"sister."

"Madam Zhan."

"Did I disturb you?" Qiao Wanwan asked.

"No, we just finished class and it's break time now," the teacher said respectfully. "Miss Cheng is very smart and grasps things quickly. If she continues to take extra classes at this pace, she will be able to take the college entrance examination next year."

"That's great." Qiao Wanwan was very happy. "Our Zaozao is indeed smart and eager to learn. She loved reading when we were in the hospital."

"I've noticed that too."

Cheng Zaozao was a little embarrassed. "Sister, please don't praise me. Right now, I just want to study hard to get into university, study medicine like you, and make some contribution to society."

"Zaozao, you can definitely do it."

Qiao Wanwan tried her best to distract herself, but her mind was still on Eleven, and she didn't sleep well all night.

Before dawn, she woke up and couldn't fall back asleep, so she got up and started busying herself in the kitchen.

"Madam, why are you up so early?" Zheng Ma yawned as she walked in. "Why are you making soup?"

"Made for the National Day holiday."

"But the young master isn't in Wutong Bay, so he can't have a drink there."

Qiao Wanwan was taken aback. "Yes, even if I cook it, he won't be able to drink it... It's okay, we'll drink it ourselves."

"Madam, you are too worried about the young master."

"I'm going to school today. I'll make the soup for Zhan Jingting at noon."

"Yes, madam, rest assured."

After breakfast, Qiao Wanwan went to school with Zhan Yin.

At noon, just as the two were about to go to the cafeteria for lunch, Wen Lijing suddenly sent a video call invitation.

Qiao Wanwan clicked on it and saw Eleven's face.

"Sister Wanwan, the soup you made is so delicious! I've already had two bowls!"

Qiao Wanwan asked in surprise, "How did you end up drinking the soup I made?"

"Daddy sent it to Uncle."

Sitting next to Shiyi, Wen Lijing said, "Jingting called me and said you made soup for Shiyi. Don't worry, I secretly brought it back for Shiyi to drink, no one will know."

"Thank you."

"It's nothing, no need to thank me." Wen Lijing patted Eleven's head. "Besides, Eleven has never had much of an appetite in the Wen family, it's rare to see him with such a hearty appetite."

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