Wen Jiaer held An Yan's hand tightly. He felt so satisfied, as if he had been waiting for this moment for centuries. He quickly wrote on the writing board: "I will treat you well for the rest of my life and never let you get hurt."

An Yan just nodded and said, "You take a nap first. I'll go out and buy some things and be back soon."

Wen Jiaer nodded, then lay down, watched An Yan walk out of the ward and closed the door.

An Yan set up a barrier before leaving, and then went downstairs.

Yan Qingqiu was waiting for her downstairs. He handed her a bag and said, "Here, everything is here. I brought the best medicine in West City, and also the medicine cauldron. In addition, there are some small tools. You can use them all."

"How is it over there?" An Yan asked. She actually wanted to ask Li Rongsen, but she didn't ask. It would be better for her to mention him as little as possible now.

Yan Qingqiu said: "Everything went well. Those women fought hard and were bleeding."

"Does he have his eyes on anyone?" An Yan asked.

"No one has been found yet. There's no need to rush. Let him choose slowly." Yan Qingqiu told her calmly, and then said, "An Yan, when did you fall in love with Wen Jiaer? You made such a sudden decision. Did someone catch you by surprise?"

"That's not true. Who can hold anything against me? Don't let your imagination run wild." An Yan said.

"Have you gone back and told your master and your father that you have a boyfriend?" Yan Qingqiu asked her about this again, actually wondering if there would be a chance to regret it.

An Yan hadn't thought of this yet. She said, "Don't worry. Let's wait until Li Rongsen picks someone first."

"Will you bring Wen Jiaer back to West City?" Yan Qingqiu's face looked a little lonely.

"No, I don't want him to be involved in anything related to West City. He just needs to live an ordinary life." An Yan answered him.

"It happened so suddenly. I still think I'm dreaming. There was no sign at all." Yan Qingqiu still couldn't believe that An Yan would fall in love with Wen Jiaer. He almost didn't feel it, but he quickly said, "But you are indeed very good to him, but this kind of goodness doesn't seem like love."

"Stop thinking about it and go back early to help Li Rongsen." An Yan signaled him to go back, so that he wouldn't keep asking questions here. She wouldn't be able to answer his questions.

There are many questions that even she herself cannot answer.

Yan Qingqiu added: "Li Rongsen doesn't need my help either. He said he can handle it himself, but asked me to come and help you."

"I don't have anything to do here, so don't worry about me." An Yan lowered her eyes and looked at her watch again, saying, "I have to go upstairs. I can't stay down there for too long."

Yan Qingqiu felt that An Yan had changed. She seemed to be carrying a shackle, but she still had a smile on her face, and her eyes were still sparkling with a liveliness that no one else could match. But why did she feel so heavy?

An Yan went upstairs and found that Wen Jiaer was not asleep, so she asked him, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"I can't sleep without you by my side." Wen Jiaer raised the writing board. He found that he was very dependent on her. Although she said with her own mouth that she wanted to be with him, he felt that she was like a butterfly that would fly away if he was not careful.

"You go to sleep, I'm making medicine in the next room." An Yan motioned for him to close his eyes and rest, then glanced at the wound on his neck. It had already scabbed and healed, and it was healing very quickly. I think he will be able to speak soon.

Wen Jiaer was really sleepy at the moment and fell asleep in a short while.

An Yan went to the next room to make medicine. She first took out the medicine cauldron, and then took out the herbs. The herbs were washed very clean, and then tied together with red ropes and classified. There were also some small jars with ground medicinal powder inside.

In addition, there are three freshly picked Ganoderma lucidum.

No need to guess, all of this was done by Li Rongsen himself, and no one is as meticulous as him.

"Hey," An Yan sighed softly. She didn't notice it herself, but Wen Jiayu who came in heard it. She said, "What's wrong with you? Are you worried about something? Or is my brother's illness not easy to recover? When will he be able to speak?"

"It's fine. I'll be able to speak soon. I'll go through the discharge procedures tomorrow and go home to recuperate. After all, it's not very comfortable here." An Yan said.

"I thought so too. I'll go and complete the discharge procedures in a while." Wen Jiayu said with a smile, and took An Yan's hand again, saying, "An Yan, thank you. You saved my brother's life. I hope you can stay together for the rest of your lives. Then I will be satisfied."

An Yan just smiled and said nothing. She pulled her hand away and threw the medicine in and crushed it.

Wen Jiayu didn't care what An Yan was thinking. Since it was a fact, she had nothing to worry about and turned around to go out and complete the discharge procedures.

The next day was a good day with sunshine and a light breeze.

An Yan and Wen Jiaer sat in the back seat, while Wen Jiayu drove in the front.

Bai Shichen was waiting to meet them at the door, helping them carry their belongings down, and asked, "Are you okay now?" He saw that Wen Jiaer still had white gauze wrapped around his neck, but he looked energetic.

Wen Jiaer wanted to speak, but he didn't say anything.

An Yan said: "You will be able to speak after a few days of rest. There is nothing else to worry about."

"So what has he been eating recently?" Bai Shichen was curious about this and thought that he probably couldn't swallow.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Take medicine." An Yan told him bluntly.

Bai Shichen looked at the back of the car and found that Li Rongsen was not there. He originally wanted to ask him what he was doing recently, but he didn't ask, otherwise it would feel weird.

An Yan and Wen Jiaer have already confirmed their relationship, so it would be meaningless for him to come over. I think he is deliberately avoiding them.

Li Rongsen was in his office. There was a pile of things on his desk, all photos. All of them showed a man wearing a hat and holding a toy air gun. He knew that An Yan was investigating this person, so he ordered his men to do it.

After several days of city-wide searches, we finally got some clues.

But he did not tell An Yan himself. He asked someone to tell him to pass on the message, and the person was Xia Nianhua.

Xia Nianhua was absolutely loyal to An Yan. He had been worried and had no idea how to explain to his boss, but then Li Rongsen sent this to him, which made him happy and he thanked him repeatedly.

Li Rongsen said: "You don't have to tell her that I gave it to you, just say you found it yourself, understand?"

"Do good deeds without leaving a name?" Xia Nianhua chuckled, and he put the information away carefully.

"Let's go." Li Rongsen turned his office chair inward. He had nothing else to say, and didn't want to say anything more to Xia Nianhua.

Xia Nianhua left tactfully, and he immediately made an appointment to meet An Yan and handed over the important information in his hand to her.

An Yan took a look and then asked him, "Did you check this?"

"Yes, I checked it." Xia Nianhua was really in a dilemma. He wanted to tell the truth, but he had already promised Li Rongsen not to tell it, so he had to bite the bullet and pretend.

An Yan stared at him, but finally did not say what he wanted to say, thinking that there was no point in saying it. It was probably because Li Rongsen did not want him to say it. There was a scent on these papers.

That was the smell of Li Rongsen, the aroma caused by the medicine he took every day. Although it was light, it was very familiar because it was prepared by An Yan herself, and she could not be fooled.

She thought that he was intentionally keeping a distance from her.