An Cheng started making breakfast early in the morning, and even Li Rongsen helped him.

After washing up, An Yan went to see Yan Qingqiu first. She found that he was awake too, and said, "Don't get out of bed. Wait for my dad to cook breakfast and bring it over."

"My wound doesn't hurt anymore. I want to wash my face." Yan Qingqiu insisted on getting out of bed, and he didn't even need Anyan's help. He said, "I can do it. I'm fine now."

An Yan did not force him. She planned to help him tidy up the bed. She saw traces of water stains on the corner of the pillow, and there was a pearl hidden underneath it, with a gold chain hanging on it. It should not be the same one from yesterday.

When she heard the noise in the bathroom, she immediately pretended that she hadn't noticed anything, stood up, and went out with the quilt in her arms, saying, "You don't need such a thick quilt tonight. I'll change it for you with a thinner one."

Yan Qingqiu said: "Don't do this kind of work, let Li Rongsen, the city slave, do it."

"Be careful or I'll tear your mouth apart." An Yan turned around and stood at the door to threaten him.

Yan Qingqiu chuckled and went back to lie down on the bed.

Li Rongsen came over with breakfast and asked him, "Do you want me to feed you?"

"Okay, I'm welcome." Yan Qingqiu half-sat down with a serious look on his face.

Seeing that he was injured, Li Rongsen let him go and said, "It's a little hot, you have to wait."

"It smells so good, what is this?"

"It's shredded chicken porridge, specially made for you to nourish your body. Take a good rest these days and don't go anywhere." Li Rongsen reminded him.

Yan Qingqiu nodded and suddenly said, "Oh, this is An Yan's room, but I'm occupying it. I'll move back to my own room soon."

"Just stay here, she won't care about it." Li Rongsen said.

Yan Qingqiu got out of bed and sat at the table, saying, "I want to go back to your place as soon as possible."

"Why are you in such a hurry? Aren't you afraid of touching the wound?" Li Rongsen thought he was weird.

"This bed is not comfortable, it's too hard. I like sleeping on soft beds. Besides, I bought some new clothes before, but I haven't had time to wear any of them yet." Yan Qingqiu said.

Li Rongsen chuckled: "How did someone like you live in the mountains in the past?"

"You're not poor living in the mountains. There are many people to serve you." Yan Qingqiu answered him unconvinced.

At this time, seeing An Yan coming in, she said, "I'm going out now, you guys eat slowly."

"Where are you going?" Li Rongsen asked.

"Go sign the contract. It's an agreement with Wen Jiaer." An Yan said and turned away.

"What contract are you signing?" Yan Qingqiu didn't quite understand.

Li Rongsen didn't have time to explain to him, so he quickly followed An Yan out and said to her, "I'll go with you."

"No need, I'll be back soon. Please help look after Yan Qingqiu." An Yan said as she picked up her bag and left the yard.

Li Rongsen refused, he still wanted to chase her out, and said to her: "You don't have a car."

"He said he would drive to the intersection to pick me up, and he will be here soon." An Yan signaled him not to worry, and then walked towards the intersection. Seeing Wen Jiaer's car slowly approaching, she opened the door and got in.

Wen Jiaer asked: "I didn't make you wait too long."

"No, I just got here too." After An Yan finished speaking, she called Sheng Mingjie and confirmed with him before saying, "Sheng Mingjie has already prepared the contract, we just need to sign it."

Wen Jiaer took out a tissue and handed it to An Yan, saying, "Did you eat sesame biscuits this morning? There is one on your chin."

"Sorry." An Yan took it and wiped her chin. She did not explain the truth. She did not eat the cake, but made sesame crispy cakes. Last time, she heard Yan Qingqiu clamoring for them, so she made some for him as an afternoon snack.

The two people arrived at Sheng Mingjie's office.

He smiled and said, "You are lucky to have met someone from your family doing business."

"I'll give you two months to complete the renovation. Just take your time." An Yan also wrote this point in the contract.

"Thank you very much." Wen Jiaer nodded.

Sheng Mingjie put away Anyan's contract and asked Wen Jiaer, "Have you visited Bai Shichen? He's back too."

"I'm planning to meet him these two days. He said that many fruits at home are ripe, and he wants to gather a group of friends to get together. Maybe we can meet again soon." Wen Jiaer answered him with a smile, coughing a little, but he didn't cough enough to make his breath burst.

An Yan took the opportunity to say to him, "Your illness needs to be treated as soon as possible. You can't delay it."

"It's not an important matter." Wen Jiaer didn't take it to heart at all.

Sheng Mingjie asked quickly: "Are you seriously ill? Let An Yan take a look. She is a well-known doctor. She can cure any disease."

Wen Jiaer looked at Anyan and said, "Some diseases are present from birth and cannot be cured."

"If you don't let me treat it, how do you know it can't be cured?" An Yan asked him back.

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"The main thing is that I don't care much about this disease. If I can't find the person I'm looking for, there's no point in living that long." Wen Jiaer said coldly, as if he didn't care much.

An Yan didn't force it, but Sheng Mingjie began to persuade him, saying: "What you said is meaningless, let An Yan treat the disease, and let Li Rongsen help you find someone, isn't it the best of both worlds."

Wen Jiaer lowered his eyes and thought. He wanted to say something, but suddenly he started coughing. Sheng Mingjie was so scared that he quickly poured him some water, but he didn't even have time to drink a sip of water.

When An Yan took out the golden needle and was about to insert it into the acupuncture point on his neck, he excitedly pushed it away with his hand, looking like he was about to suffocate.

Sheng Mingjie rushed over to hold him up. Just as he was about to ask him something, he saw that he had fainted. He was a little surprised and asked, "What happened to him?"

"It's okay. He must have had some trauma." An Yan thought it was better for him to faint, so that it wouldn't hinder her acupuncture. She inserted a few needles into his throat and said to Sheng Mingjie, "Let him lie on the table and rest for a while. He will wake up in a quarter of an hour."

"What kind of disease is this? Is it serious?"

"It's a bit troublesome." An Yan replied.

"I'm not afraid of trouble, as long as it can be cured." Sheng Mingjie also didn't want Wen Jiaer to be in danger of his life.

An Yan didn't say anything. He got this disease from his mother's womb, and it followed him through every reincarnation. It almost never left him. Maybe he was not willing to die at that time.

Therefore, this disease cannot be cured with ordinary medicinal herbs. Fortunately, there are many rare and precious medicinal herbs on Huashe Mountain, and now that they have agreed to cooperate with Li Rongsen, it is not a difficult task.

But this kind of medicine is a bit difficult to deal with.

At this time, seeing Wen Jiaer slowly waking up, he rubbed his head and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

"It's nothing, I just didn't get enough rest." An Yan said to him.

Wen Jiaer nodded slightly, and then said: "I'll take you back, and then I'll go over there to take a look and start looking for two people to decorate it."

"The decoration can be handed over to Sheng Mingjie. He is familiar with several decoration teams that can do a good job." An Yan told him, and then said to Sheng Mingjie, "Please help contact them."

Sheng Mingjie felt that An Yan was a little different today. She seemed more enthusiastic than before, but her words and actions were not excessive. He must not fall for Wen Jiaer, otherwise what would be the point of Li Rongsen? Wouldn't it be all in vain?

I heard An Yan say again: "You are not feeling well now, I will drive you back."

Sheng Mingjie's eyebrows twitched. This was too much concern. He had to help Li Rongsen no matter what. He quickly said to An Yan, "I'll take him there. There's nothing to do here anyway. I should go to work at the film and television company. It's on my way."

An Yan nodded and said, "That's fine."

"Thank you." Wen Jiaer smiled at An Yan.