The doctor with the "Ghost Hand" looked grave. "The situation is not good. If this continues, not only will her body suffer, but she will also be psychologically unable to cope. She will definitely become depressed, and may even engage in some extreme behaviors, such as suicide."

Su Jing's legs went weak, and she almost fainted. "How could this happen..."

The Ghost Hand Doctor explained, "Wanwan is usually a calm and strong child, but this incident has been a huge blow to her. Jingting alone is already a heavy burden, not to mention there are two children involved. It's a fatal blow to Wanwan, and it's understandable that she can't bear it."

Su Jing said anxiously, "Grandpa, you are a miracle doctor, you must save Wanwan, save my daughter!"

"Medicine can only treat the body, not the mind." The Ghost Hand Doctor sighed. "I've had the doctor give her an IV drip of glucose. I'll get a prescription and use the medicine to regulate her body. No matter what, we have to get her body back in shape before we think about anything else."

"Thank you so much..." Su Jing cried, "My poor daughter, why does she keep facing setbacks? I don't understand, I really don't understand..."

“Fate plays tricks on people, and that’s something we can’t change. Don’t be too sad. The mindset of those around us will directly affect Wanwan.”

"I know." Su Jing wiped away her tears. "I only said it in private. I wouldn't say these things or cry in front of Wanwan."

"It's good that you know. I'll go get the medicine first."

"good."

......

When Qiao Wanwan woke up again, it was already noon the next day.

She took the medicine and slept for a day and a night, feeling much better afterward.

Cheng Zaozao sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes already red and swollen, "Sister..."

"Weren't you filming? Why are you back?"

"I didn't have any scenes to film during the day, so I came back to see you."

"Zaozao, don't worry about your sister, take care of yourself."

"Sister..." Cheng Zaozao's tears fell, "I miss Eleven and Xiao Jiu so much, so so much. How could they disappear? I really can't accept it..."

"If Eleven and Xiao Jiu knew how much their aunt misses them, they would be so happy. I believe they miss us too." Qiao Wanwan held his hand. "Don't be sad. Go back and work hard. I haven't had much time to take care of you lately, so you must take good care of yourself."

“Sister, I’m all grown up now, you don’t need to worry about me anymore. Now I’m the one who’s more worried about you.” Cheng Zaozao bent down and hugged her. “Uncle Doctor said your physical condition is very poor and your mood is also very bad. If this continues, something bad will happen sooner or later.”

"Sister, I can't live without you, Lao San can't live without you, and this family can't live without you. There's still no evidence that your husband and the children are in trouble. I'm begging you, please be strong, okay? If something happens to you, we won't be able to live..."

“Zaozao, you have your own life. Although we are sisters, our lives are not connected. The only person in this world who is connected to me is Jingting, so without him, I cannot live…”

Cheng Zaozao said anxiously, "Sister, brother-in-law is so strong, he can't possibly be dead. He must be alive and well. You have to believe that he's still alive, okay?"

Qiao Wanwan smiled slightly. "I'm tired and want to rest for a while. You can go now."

Helpless, Cheng Zaozao could only say, "Okay, I'll go ask the kitchen to prepare something for you. Sis, is there anything you'd like to eat?"

"No."

"Then I'll ask the kitchen to make what you usually like to eat."

"good."

Cheng Zaozao wiped away her tears and left quickly.

Qiao Wanwan turned over, saw the family photo on the bedside table, and reached out to pick it up.

This latest family photo was taken on the day our child turned 300 days old.

Zhan Jingting has never liked to smile, especially when taking photos; he feels awkward about it.

The third son, like his father, also didn't like to smile; the expressions of the father and son were almost identical.

Eleven and Nine, on the other hand, followed Qiao Wanwan's lead, and the three of them smiled more brightly than the other.

Although Zhan Jingting and Lao San weren't smiling, the photo was still incredibly warm and beautiful.

Looking at the photo, Qiao Wanwan could no longer hold back her tears, which streamed down her face uncontrollably. "Jingting, where are you? I miss you so much... Please stop playing these kinds of jokes on me. Please come back with the child, okay? I really can't hold on much longer..."

When the quack doctor brought the brewed Chinese medicine upstairs, he saw Qiao Wanwan lying on the bed, already asleep again, but still tightly clutching the family photo in her arms.

The legendary doctor put down the medicine and tried to take Qiao Wanwan's pulse, but she held onto the photo frame tightly and refused to let go.

The Ghostly Healer felt both heartache and helplessness. He sighed deeply and muttered to himself, "Wanwan, you are kind-hearted and never do evil, yet fate has repeatedly played tricks on you. Now even your master doesn't know why. Is it true that good people never get their due...?"

......

In the afternoon, Zhan Yin hurriedly arrived at Wutong Bay, asking, "Where is Wanwan?"

"She's not feeling well and is still sleeping," Su Jing asked. "Is something wrong?"

"Hmm." Zhan Yin's expression wasn't good. He sat down on the sofa. "The news of my uncle's plane crash has spread, and there's been turmoil at the Dijing Group again."

"Then what should we do?"

"Of course, Wanwan should come out and take charge."

Su Jing was a little worried, "Wanwan's current physical condition makes it difficult for her to even get out of bed. The old man said it would be best for her to rest in bed for a while. How could she possibly go to the Imperial View Group to take charge?"

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