"If I'm not a child of the Qiao family, then who am I?"

“I suspect there was a third family at the hospital at the time, and the children from all three families were mixed up.”

"This is too chaotic."

“I sent people to investigate, but it’s been too long and there are no leads.”

Qiao Wanwan scratched her head in frustration, "I never imagined my background was so complicated..."

"Also?" Zhan Jingting asked in confusion, "Whose background is also so complicated?"

"No, I was just saying." Qiao Wanwan composed herself. "It's getting late, let's rest. I want to go to the hospital tomorrow."

"Okay." Zhan Jingting cupped her face in his hands, his eyes darkening, his voice becoming low and husky, "Wanwan, I missed you..."

Qiao Wanwan smiled, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed his thin lips...

A room full of enchanting beauty...

......

The next day, Qiao Wanwan took the opportunity of going to the hospital to pick up a report from the "Ghost Hand Doctor" to visit Liu Yaqin's ward.

"Wanwan, you're here?" Qiao Shengguo stood up to greet her. He was flattered when he saw the flowers in her hand. "You're here, why did you bring anything?"

“Of course.” Qiao Wanwan stepped forward and asked, “Is she still the same as before?”

“Yes, the caregiver I hired before was not very attentive. Your mother developed bedsores. Now that the Qiao Group has gone bankrupt, I have no other way to make money, so I simply took care of her myself.”

"So how do you make a living now?"

“Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. The Qiao family still has some wealth. It can actually support me in my old age without any problem. But your mother’s hospital bills are really high. I’m afraid she won’t last much longer.”

Qiao Wanwan sat down on a chair nearby. "I came here today to ask you something."