Seeing Su Yan, Zhang Yanru quickly threw the tissue in her hand into the trash can, took out another one and wiped the tears from her face, then stood up, coughed dryly, and said awkwardly: "Yan girl, you...you came down, are you feeling better?"
Woohoo, she cried like this while watching a TV series. Yan must think she is stupid. How embarrassing!!!
If possible, Zhang Yanru would have wanted to dig a hole and bury herself...
Su Yan nodded and smiled slightly, "I'm fully recovered. Thank you for your concern, aunt."
Zhang Yanru was stunned, her eyes slightly widened, looking at Su Yan in disbelief. She was a little suspicious whether she had heard it wrong.
"Yan girl, you...what did you say? You said you're healed?"
"Um."
"Oh my God, I...did I hear correctly? Such a difficult-to-treat internal injury healed so quickly? How is this possible?"
Pei Shaoyu looked at Su Yan, turned his head and curled his lips, and said to Zhang Yanli a little unhappy: "Mom, isn't it a good thing that my beautiful sister can recover? Why do you sound a little awkward?"
Hearing this, Zhang Yanru came back to her senses in an instant and quickly said, "Yan girl, don't misunderstand me, I didn't mean that. I was just very surprised, not unhappy!"
Su Yan smiled and shook her head: "Aunt, I know, how could I not know how good you are to me? You saved my life, how could I not believe you."
Zhang Yanru was stunned for a moment, then nodded, feeling slightly relieved.
She is a straightforward person, and what she just said was indeed a bit inappropriate. If you don't know her, you might think she is unhappy.
Fortunately, Yan knew her temper and did not blame her, otherwise she really didn't know what to do.
However, internal injuries are really difficult to cure. How did Yan Yatou recover in just three days?
Does she have some magic cure?
If that's the case, Zhifan's matter...
However, if she asked Yan Yatou for help so abruptly, would she think that she was being nice to her for other purposes and was not sincere?
"Auntie, can I use the kitchen?" Su Yan suddenly asked when Zhang Yanru was hesitating.
"Ah?" Zhang Yanru was startled for a moment before coming to her senses and nodded. "Of course, I can, but Yan, what are you going to do with the kitchen? If you're hungry, I can ask the housekeeper to cook some food. You don't have to cook for yourself."
Su Yan shook her head: "No, I want to make some porridge for Achen, he is feeling a little unwell."
Su Yan did not intend to tell Zhang Yanru that Pei Yuchen was seriously injured, because he would be cured once the healing pill was refined, and there was no need to worry her any more.
But despite this, Zhang Yanru still became anxious when she heard it.
"Yuchen isn't feeling well? What's wrong with him? Is he sick?"
Su Yan was a little helpless: "No, aunt, don't worry. I just encountered a bottleneck during cultivation and got angry. Now I am a little tired. I just need to rest."
"Oh, that's good. I thought you were just here, and Yuchen was in trouble again." Zhang Yanru finally let go of her worries.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yanru guessed it right. Su Yan touched her nose and said with a wry smile, "How could that be? Hasn't Yuchen been practicing in his room these days? How could anything happen to him?"
"That's right, Yan girl. The kitchen is over there. You want to cook porridge, right? Let me help."
Su Yan glanced at the TV, turned around and refused, "No, auntie, I can do it alone. You haven't finished watching the TV yet. Wouldn't it be a pity to miss the exciting part?"
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