Wen Lijing remained noncommittal, saying, "You're a miracle doctor with extraordinary skills; there's nothing you can't do, so naturally we need to be on guard."

"You really are meticulous." Qiao Wanwan stopped packing. "Alright, since you like it, it's yours."

She turned and left.

"Wanwan," Wen Lijing called out to her.

Qiao Wanwan stopped, but didn't hear him speak for a long time.

She said calmly, "Prepare the antidote, and I will grant your wish. I will inform you of the time and place later."

Upon hearing this, Wen Lijing closed his eyes as if he had breathed a sigh of relief.

When he opened his eyes again, Qiao Wanwan was no longer there.

Back at the Imperial View Group, Qiao Wanwan closed her office door and finally couldn't hold back her tears.

She was happy because there was an antidote, which would detoxify Zhan Jingting and prevent him from dying!

As long as he can live well, nothing else matters!

Qiao Wanwan composed herself, returned to her desk, and sat down, pressing the internal phone button on the desk.

"Jiang Dong, come to my office."

Jiang Dong arrived quickly. "Madam, is there something you need?"

“Yes, please sit down.” Qiao Wanwan raised her hand, gesturing for him to sit down.

Jiang Dong sat down. "Madam, please feel free to give me your instructions."

"There are indeed some things I want to tell you in advance..."

......

Despite the efforts of the legendary healer, Zhan Jingting's condition worsened day by day.

With half a month left in the countdown, the number of times he vomited blood increased to twice.

What's even harder for him to control is that Qiao Wanwan hasn't been to the Dijin Group for the past few days, spending every day at home with him and the children.

Although he couldn't have gotten what he wanted, he had to be careful, lest Qiao Wanwan see him when he was feeling unwell.

In the afternoon, while Qiao Wanwan was taking a nap, Zhan Jingting went to the pharmacy to have the legendary doctor take his pulse.

"Jingting, talk to Wanwan." The Ghost Hand Doctor finished taking her pulse, his voice trembling. "I'm afraid that if we wait until the very end, Wanwan will be even more overwhelmed. If you tell her now, at least you still have time to comfort her."

Zhan Jingting stared blankly out the window. "Grandpa, how am I supposed to tell her? How am I supposed to tell her that I'm going to die and can't be with her anymore? How am I supposed to tell her that from now on she'll have to shoulder all the burdens and raise the three children on her own?"

"Tell me, how am I supposed to say these things...?"

The legendary healer, his heart breaking, cried out, "My child, you've suffered so much..."

"I'm not suffering. Once I'm dead, I won't have to face anything anymore. The one who's still alive is the one who suffers the most."

"But if we don't prepare early, I'm afraid Wanwan will be even less able to accept it later."

“We still have children.” Zhan Jingting forced a bitter smile. “The children are too young. Wanwan wouldn’t be willing to abandon them. Grandpa, I’ll have to trouble you to take care of Wanwan and the children for me.”

"Stop talking..." The Ghost Hand Doctor couldn't stand it anymore. "You don't need to say these things. We will take on these responsibilities ourselves."

"That's good." Zhan Jingting withdrew his gaze and turned to look at him. "What I owe you, I can only repay in my next life."

......

When Wen Lijing received Qiao Wanwan's call again, he felt dazed, as if he were dreaming.

He arrived at the hotel at the agreed time, sat in the car for a while, and then got out and entered the elevator.

Qiao Wanwan chose a hotel under the Wen Group, which reassured Wen Lijing somewhat.

The penthouse presidential suite is not private, so Qiao Wanwan could easily book it.

Wen Lijing rang the doorbell.

The person who opened the door was Qiao Wanwan, and she was the Qiao Wanwan who caught Wen Lijing's eye.

She wore a white dress, her hair was styled in an elaborate fishtail braid, and her face was adorned with exquisite makeup. She looked as pure and flawless as a lotus emerging from the water, yet dazzlingly radiant.

During the few seconds of eye contact, Wen Lijing was deeply shocked, but Qiao Wanwan quickly turned around and went into the room.

Wen Lijing composed himself and followed them inside.

"Where's the antidote?" Qiao Wanwan asked directly.

"In my hands."

Qiao Wanwan pointed to the instrument on the table, "I must make sure the antidote you gave me is genuine."

Wen Lijing hesitated, "Wanwan, can I trust you?"

"You can only trust me," Qiao Wanwan said. "Don't worry, I'm not as despicable as you; I won't rob you outright."

Wen Lijing said, "Okay, I believe you."

He took out the antidote from his briefcase. "I'll just give you a small sample for testing."

"what ever."

Qiao Wanwan had collected Zhan Jingting's blood before, but she didn't throw it away. She kept the rest, and it just so happens to come in handy now.

The antidote fused with the blood, and it was quickly confirmed that it was indeed true.

Qiao Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief.

“Wanwan, I told you, I won’t lie to you.” Wen Lijing looked at her. “But you know, I won’t give you the antidote now.”

Qiao Wanwan naturally knew what he meant. If she didn't grant his wish tonight, the antidote wouldn't end up in her hands.

Qiao Wanwan walked to the sofa and sat down. There was a glass of red wine on the coffee table. She poured herself a glass and drank it slowly.

"Lijing." Qiao Wanwan lowered her eyes and called his name, "There was a time when I asked myself, if it weren't for Jingting, would we have been able to be together?"

"You are very good. You have a good family background, good looks, and strong abilities. You are the ideal partner of countless girls. Moreover, you are not like Jing Ting. He stands at the very top of the pyramid. While countless people look up to him, countless people also want to deal with him."

“You stand behind him, high above him, yet not the first to stick his neck out. Marrying you would be much safer than marrying Jing Ting.”

"Wanwan, do you really think that way?" Wen Lijing smiled. "There should be a 'but' behind these words, right? But you still love Jingting the most, don't you... Wanwan, I think I understand you now, don't I?"

Qiao Wanwan looked up at him with a smile, "You only have a superficial understanding of me, right? You're right, in this life, I only love Jingting. But I still want to thank you for liking me."

"Why are you saying all this?" Wen Lijing looked at her suspiciously and warily. "The truth is, my feelings for you are causing you pain, so why are you thanking me?"

Qiao Wanwan didn't say anything, but just smiled and drank the red wine in her glass in one gulp.

"Qiao Wanwan, what exactly are you plotting?" Wen Lijing looked at her smile and felt increasingly uneasy. "I'm here today and I won't give up until I achieve my goal. Don't even think about tricking me out of the antidote."

Wen Lijing took out the medicine bottle and held it in his hand. "If you dare, I'll destroy the antidote right now!"

"Of course I know you won't fight an unprepared battle."

As soon as she finished speaking, the wine glass in Qiao Wanwan's hand fell to the ground.

She raised her hand to cover her chest, her brow furrowing slightly.

"Wanwan, what's wrong?"

When Wen Lijing noticed that her complexion was off, he was about to go over to check on her when the girl sitting on the sofa suddenly vomited blood!