“Of course.” Qiao Wanwan looked at Zhan Jingting. “You can eat slowly. I’ll go over first.”
"Um."
Wen Xue followed Qiao Wanwan to the side hall. After exchanging greetings, the group quickly began discussing Shiyi's condition.
Qiao Wanwan listened attentively while taking notes, occasionally offering her opinions and discussing with the doctor.
Wen Xue listened attentively, but couldn't get a word in edgewise.
About half an hour later, the discussion ended, the doctors got up and left, and Qiao Wanwan took a sip of water and continued writing in her notebook.
Wen Xue looked at her and smiled, "Miss Qiao is very professional."
Qiao Wanwan smiled. "I originally studied medicine."
“I know, but the way you were talking to them just now didn’t seem like you were a college student.”
Qiao Wanwan scratched her hair a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry you had to see this."
"No, I was just marveling at how amazing Jingting really is."
Why are you suddenly saying this?
“He has a keen eye for talent,” Wen Xue said truthfully. “Miss Qiao, if I may be so bold, I actually investigated you and knew about you before…”
Seeing that she seemed hesitant to speak, Qiao Wanwan smiled frankly and said, "You're lame and ugly, aren't you?"
"......Feel sorry."
“Miss Wen is very well-mannered, but there’s nothing that can’t be said. It’s indeed the truth.” Qiao Wanwan twirled the pen in her hand. “I was indeed disfigured before, and my leg was also crippled.”
That's why I said Jing Ting has a discerning eye.
Qiao Wanwan nodded, "But I think that even if I stay ugly and disabled, he will still love me."
"Miss Qiao is very confident."
Qiao Wanwan could see her disapproval. "I'm his wife, so naturally I know him a little."
“Then you’re probably overthinking it.” Wen Xue scoffed. “I’ve known Jing Ting for over twenty years. In this world, no one truly understands him, not even his mother.”
Qiao Wanwan remained noncommittal. "Perhaps, but I think the way couples get along doesn't necessarily mean they have to know each other perfectly. Distance makes the heart grow fonder."
“I don’t agree with that.” Wen Xue shook her head with a light laugh. “How can you talk about love if you don’t understand each other? As far as I know, you and Jing Ting had a whirlwind marriage, right?”
"Feelings are not determined by time. While feelings that develop over time are certainly more reliable, it doesn't mean that love at first sight isn't true love."
Just as Wen Xue was about to speak, her phone suddenly rang.
Qiao Wanwan stood up at the right moment, "Please go ahead, I'll go out first."
"good."
After Qiao Wanwan left, Wen Xue answered the phone, deliberately lowering her voice, "Hello?"
How was the National Day holiday?
"His condition has stabilized, and the medical team is studying his case."
"Is Zhan Jingting good to him?"
"Their attitude remains indifferent, and they don't proactively inquire about the situation during the National Day holiday."
"Given his personality, the fact that he's allowed to stay in Wutong Bay is already a sign of acceptance. There's no rush, let's take it slow."
"That's not what's bothering me right now..."
"Then what's causing your headache?"
Wen Xue pressed her throbbing temples. "His wife... might not be as simple as we think."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I don't know how to describe it. I didn't feel anything the first two times I saw her, but today, when she was discussing Eleven's condition with several experts, I felt her sharpness. To put it bluntly, I felt that she was shining, just like... Jing Ting."
The other party scoffed, "Aren't you overthinking it? A girl in her early twenties, raised in the countryside, how could her temperament possibly compare to Zhan Jingting's? Don't worry about nothing. Whether it's background or ability, she can't compare to you."
Wen Xue sighed, "I have a feeling that I'm not quite right in the head."
"Not having this much confidence isn't like the style of Miss Wen," the other person said with a smile. "Girls her age are just naive and innocent, easy to control. Just be careful."
"I know that."
"Okay, call me if you need anything."
"Um."
When Wen Xue went out, Qiao Wanwan was sitting in the living room watching cartoons with Shiyi.
She stepped forward and said gently, "Eleven, you should lie down and rest. Come on, Mommy will carry you back to your room."
Eleven refused, saying, "Mommy, I've been lying down for a long time yesterday, so I can't lie down today. My sister Wanwan said I can watch cartoons for half an hour."
Wen Xue felt a little uncomfortable, but she remained outwardly calm. "Eleven, you must listen to Mommy."
"Mommy, but I just want to relax right now."
Seeing the mother and son frozen in place, Qiao Wanwan spoke up at the opportune moment, "Miss Wen, I'm sorry, but I didn't refuse because the mother wanted to watch cartoons on National Day."
Wen Xue smiled and said, "You are all used to going along with the child, but sometimes you can't do everything according to his wishes."
Qiao Wanwan nodded, patted Eleven's hair, and said, "Listen to Mommy, go and rest. Once you're better, you can watch cartoons for as long as you want."
"Really?" Eleven's eyes lit up. "Sister Wanwan, can you come with me to watch it?"
"sure."
"Great!" Eleven said happily. "Then I won't watch it now. It's only half an hour anyway, it's boring."
Wen Xue quickly carried Eleven back to the room, lay down on the bed with him, and asked, "Eleven, do you really like Sister Wanwan?"
"Of course!" Eleven blinked her bright eyes. "Sister Wanwan is smart and beautiful, and Eleven likes her very much."
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