When she looked up, Zhiyun saw someone coming in.
Her eyes lit up and she smiled: "You're here."
Wei Lai had his back to the door, so he didn't react much at first.
However, when the person who came in spoke.
Wei Lai's body froze and he didn't move.
"Well, come and pick you up," he said.
Han Qing asked her to rest today, so he came to pick her up.
The relationship between the two has been very good recently, mainly because Zhiyun has become serious and no longer takes it lightly like before. Now she still cherishes it very much.
Plus, without Wei Lai getting in the way, she had less to worry about! All the troubles were gone, and she could focus on her career while also taking care of her love life.
Han Qingrang walked over.
He wore gold-rimmed glasses, had his hair done today, and was wearing a gray shirt and trousers, and white lace-up shoes. He looked gentle and elegant, a gentleman that made people unable to take their eyes off him.
Wei Lai slowly turned his head, and when he turned his head, he could hear a creaking sound in his neck.
When he saw that face, the next second, Wei Lai's legs and feet went weak and his body fell down suddenly.
Zhiyun was immersed in Han Qingrang's beauty one second, and was startled by Wei Lai the next second. When she hurried to support Wei Lai, Han Qingrang reached out before her and supported Wei Lai.
After being supported by Han Qingrang, Wei Lai's face turned pale again, his eyes rolled back, and he almost died on the spot...
Uh, no, he was only two seconds away from dying on the spot.
Oh my god! Is it really so scary?
When he turned around and saw Dr. Han's face, Wei Lai had the illusion that he had even decided where to bury his own grave.
"Han, Doctor Han, thank you, thank you."
Wei Lai's voice was stuttering, an uncontrollable stutter, and Zhiyun felt that it was not pretended.
What's wrong with Wei Lai? Why is he so scared when he sees Han Qingrang?
"You're welcome."
Han Qing asked Jiang Wei to help him up and let go.
Wei Lai still felt that he could not stand, his legs and hands were weak, and he could only lean on the desk next to him.
Zhiyun asked him suspiciously, "Wei Lai, tell me the truth. Are you suffering from some illness that you're afraid to tell me? Is it a terminal illness, or something incurable?"
“…”
Aren’t terminal illness and incurable disease the same concept?
No, he doesn’t have a terminal illness!!
However, recently, his mind kept flashing those cruel and terrifying images, as well as Han Qingrang's gloomy and terrifying face...
As a grown man, and a man who has seen the world by Zhiyun's side, Wei Lai has never been so cowardly.
But now, in front of Han Qingrang, Wei Lai was completely cowardly.
The spirit suffered severe damage.
"No, that's not the case." Wei Lai kept silent.
"What happened?"
Han Qingrang, who was 'unsure of the situation', asked.
Zhiyun looked at Han Qingrang and thought that he was a doctor. Even if it was not related to his field, he might know a thing or two.
"Wei Lai has been acting a bit strange lately. He's extremely listless and looks like he's been severely damaged. He can't speak clearly, and his legs and feet feel weak when he walks. I suspect he's seriously ill."
Wei Lai: “…”
He is not sick...no...
"Oh, I see." Han Qingrang looked at Wei Lai.
Receiving Han Qingrang's gaze, Wei Lai lowered his head. It was fine if he just stared at her, as he was afraid that she would faint if he did.
But he didn't expect Han Qingrang to come to the conclusion that "most likely, the disease is terminal."
Zhiyun: “…”
Wei Lai raised his head and looked at Han Qingrang.
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