Chapter 127 It’s really hard to choose a title
When the foreign experts arrived, they gave my grandmother a full-body examination.
While the experts were consulting, Cen Wan was waiting outside. She unconsciously clenched her fingers, lowered her head, and looked nervous.
Shen Yixiao held her hand, loosened her clenched fist fingers little by little, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, grandma will be fine."
"Yeah." Cen Wan nodded and leaned on Shen Yixiao's broad shoulders. The pungent smell of disinfectant in the hospital didn't seem so bad anymore.
Fortunately, the final result was not too bad.
Over the past few years, Cen Wan has done her utmost to provide the best conditions for her grandmother. Her brain hasn't atrophied further, and with continued treatment and training, it's possible to prevent further deterioration. The doctor said that if the results are good, she might occasionally regain consciousness, but the probability of this happening is very low.
Cen Wan had already prepared herself mentally and had read a lot of literature about this disease. She was already very satisfied as long as she could maintain this state.
All relevant medical staff held a full-day meeting and developed the most feasible and effective treatment plan.
After leaving the hospital, Cen Wan breathed a sigh of relief. She turned to look at Shen Yixiao and said seriously, "Shen Yixiao, thank you."
He hired experts in this field for his grandmother, as well as nurses, a special rehabilitation training room, and a whole professional treatment team.
Shen Yixiao put his arm around her waist, his tone was muddy: “She is still my grandmother now.”
"But if you really want to thank me, do something practical tonight."
Cen Wan blushed: "I'm talking to you seriously."
"I'm serious. Food, sex, and nature are just as important as three meals a day."
"Three times a day is best."
Cen Wan: "That's a twisted logic."
Shen Yixiao looked at her lively and bright little face, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he leaned over to her ear, his voice lazy and sexy, especially seductive: "You have to go to work tomorrow, so remember to go to bed early tonight."
Cen Wan's ears flushed red. She pretended not to understand and walked forward: "I'm going to see grandma."
Shen Yixiao looked at her fleeing figure, a happy chuckle escaped from his throat, and he followed her slowly with his hands in his pockets.
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Going back to work after the New Year feels like having holiday syndrome, and no one in the studio has recovered yet.
Xiao Lin sat down and stretched. "I feel like the New Year just ended yesterday, but I've already been working for several days."
Ziyao: "That's right, the holiday went by so fast, it was like a dream."
Xiao Lin looked at Cen Wan and said, "Sister Wan, you don't look tired at all. You seem to be in much better condition, and your face is rosy."
"Really?" Cen Wan smiled. "Not bad. Maybe I've had a good rest recently."
After a few casual chats, Cen Wan started working.
Since their last collaboration with Xingchen, despite some ups and downs, the studio's reputation has grown. After the matter was clarified, orders have increased, and sometimes they are so busy that they even have to suspend orders.
After the New Year, the workload has gradually increased.
Recently, a batch of lapis lazuli arrived at the studio. Cen Wan selected different grades according to quality and then started production.
The process is first coarse crushing and then fine crushing, screening, washing, grinding, sieving, and then settling and separation. Finally, the separated sediment is dried and the dried stone is ground into a fine powder again to obtain the final pigment.
The production process is complex and delicate, and each step must be carefully operated to ensure the quality of the pigment and achieve the final effect.
Cen Wan is familiar with every step. Her hands are steady and accurate, and she controls every link very precisely.
She likes to work by the window, where they can see a rockery and flowing water made of moss, stones, and plants they brought back from the mountains. The water gurgles through the bamboo joints, making a pleasant sound.
When Shen Yixiao arrived, he saw a Cen Wan he had never seen before.
She sat in front of the window, her long black hair pinned behind her head with a shark clip, a few strands of hair hanging by her ears, gently brushing past her cheeks. She lowered her head to handle the things in her hands, her expression serious and focused.
It was a different state from when she was painting, peaceful and tranquil, but still as beautiful as a painting.
"Mr. Shen...Mr. Shen..."
The first person to notice Shen Yixiao was not Cen Wan, but Xiaolin who was standing beside her. She had only glanced at her phone when she turned around and saw Shen Yixiao standing at the gate. She was so scared that she almost lost two of her souls.
It’s like when you’re secretly playing with your phone at school, and then you turn around and see your head teacher standing at the back door of the classroom, staring at you.
Hearing the voice, Cen Wan raised her head, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes: "Why are you here?"
Shen Yixiao walked towards her step by step and explained: "I sent you a message, but you didn't reply."
"I'm so tired this morning. I want to have lunch with you at noon."
Cen Wan rarely looks at his phone while working, and sure enough, he sent her a message half an hour ago.
When the others heard this, their eyes widened. What...what was going on?
Xiao Lin's eyes darted back and forth between the two of them, never stopping. These words were too ambiguous.
Zi Yao didn't even notice that the pen he was spinning in his hand fell down with a click.
Fei Ge couldn't help but look over and was stunned.
Shen Yixiao seemed oblivious to everyone's shock. He slowly said, "Since everyone is here, let's have a meal together."
"Thank you all for taking care of Wanwan all this time."
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