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However, after the operation, Yan's mother was still unconscious, and even her heart was getting weaker and weaker. Yan Sheng stood by the hospital bed, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and the doctor nearby made a slow sound,

"Mr. Yan, although it's inappropriate to say these words at this time, your mother may never wake up again. Please be prepared."

Yan Sheng's body is stiff, his fingertips tremble slightly, and he can't wake up? Does that mean she will become a vegetable in the future?

Why is that?

"Is there any way?"

His expression was indifferent, but his tone contained a trace of helplessness. Even though he was not worth what he used to be, the role of money was small and powerless in the face of his mother's illness.

"No, now we can only wait and see if the patient's body will get better."

Yan Sheng closed his eyes and said, "go out first."

In the room, only he and Yan's mother lying in bed were left. The atmosphere was quiet to the extreme for a moment.

Jiang Miaomiao naturally knew Yan Sheng's situation, but she couldn't swallow that tone. She was angry and didn't go to see Yan's mother.

After two days of cultivation, she felt more and more uncomfortable. She didn't feel like eating. It tasted like chewing wax.

"Mom Feng, do you think I really did something wrong this time?"

Feng Ma is a new nanny in the villa. She occasionally cares about her. Because of this, Jiang Miaomiao is very fond of her.

Mother Feng listened to her and patted her thigh,

"Miss, although Mrs. Yan treats you badly, she is my uncle's biological mother after all. Now that she is in hospital, my uncle is also very unhappy. As the old saying goes, the palm and back of the hand are all meat..."

Jiang Miaomiao knows a little about it,

"So you think I should make up with him, don't you?"

"Miss, it depends on you."

Mother Feng didn't dare to talk, so she bowed her head and went to work.

Jiang Miaomiao nodded. Indeed, maybe he should take the initiative to find Yan Sheng to ease the relationship.

Where she couldn't see, Mrs. Feng went back to her room and made a phone call,

"Miss, Miss Jiang seems to be going to make up with her uncle."

"Are you sure?"

The voice over there is a little unbelievable.

"Yes."

……

These days, she hasn't been to the hospital, so she doesn't know. Leng Qingyan has been looking after Yan's mother in the hospital to win Yan Sheng's favor. She occasionally cares about his work. Her tone is gentle and considerate, as if she is Yan Sheng's real wife.

However, Yan Sheng didn't eat this set of gentleness to her. They all responded coldly. However, Lengyan didn't give up and was still as gentle as water to him.

Or maybe she thanked her for taking care of her mother, or maybe Yan Sheng was tired and didn't be too cold to her. She would respond occasionally.

Leng Qingyan noticed his change and was more considerate than surprised.

However, Leng Qingyan is not a vegetarian. While stabilizing Yan Sheng, she also pays attention to Jiang Miaomiao's trend. When she learns that she will take the initiative to show kindness to Yan Sheng, she first comes to Yan Sheng's home.

As soon as she entered the door, Leng Qingyan noticed the decoration in the room, which had a very obvious style. A temporary nanny was taking care of the hygiene. They looked at each other for a few seconds. The nanny looked at the direction of the room. Leng Qingyan immediately understood and nodded and walked over.

As soon as I entered, I heard Yan Sheng's cold voice,

"Didn't you say don't come in?"

Leng Qingyan was stunned, and then smiled,

"Why can't you come in? How do you know you're in a bad mood if you don't come in?"

Yan Sheng looked back and saw that it was her. She had no different expression. These days, she was taking care of her mother, asking for treatment everywhere, and even delayed her rest time.

He saw all this in his eyes and said that it was false not to be moved, but it was only moved.

Naturally, his words were milder,

"Why are you here?"

Leng Qingyan smiled and walked forward,

"I know you're worried about your aunt's health, but Ji Ren has her own face. She will be safe."

"I hope so."

Yan Sheng answered lightly and strode out of the room.

Leng Qing Yan Lingguang suddenly stopped him,

"In other words, I brought some bottles of good wine. I wonder if Yan is interested in trying it?"

The way they get along these days has also been much gentler. Yan Sheng is not as indifferent to her as before, but he will hesitate.

"You've been feeling uneasy lately. Maybe you can make things easier if you get drunk. What do you say?"

He was suddenly silent.

Maybe it was said to his heart, or maybe Leng Qingyan's words moved him.

These days, he was really upset because of his mother's illness and Jiang Miaomiao, which made him don't know what to do.

"Just two drinks?"

"Yes."

He finally agreed. They sat in the living room and drank directly.

Yan Sheng first had a drink and then took a big gulp.

Leng Qingyan looked at his behavior with a smile in his eyes. She had put something in the wine. According to his drinking method, he would be out of his mind in a moment.

That's why she came here today, but she didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

"Drink. After you get drunk, all your troubles disappear..."

"On your mother's side, I'll help you find a way. I've contacted many skilled doctors in this field recently."

Leng Qingyan coaxed her.

Yan Sheng had no doubt about Leng Qingyan. Finally, after her unremitting efforts, Yan Sheng was successfully drunk and leaned on the sofa with blurred eyes.

At this time, Leng Qingyan approached him a little, his hand slowly stopped near his tie, and his voice was gentle,

"Go to sleep and have a good sleep. Don't worry. No one will disturb you..."

Her voice was soft, and she agreed with hypnosis. With the effect of alcohol and drugs, Yan Sheng's brain gradually became sober.

When he opened his eyes, he looked surprised,

"Misty, why are you here?"

Leng Qingyan moves all over. In this state, what he thinks is still that woman?

Her eyes darkened, she simply relieved and smiled,

"Yes, I'm slim, your slim, why are you drunk?"

As soon as Jiang Miaomiao entered the door, she saw two figures on the sofa. She subconsciously thought there were guests at home. She was a little surprised. When she came closer, she was angry. She almost didn't stand firm.

It was the two of them

Have they boldly arrived at home?

Leng Qingyan hugged his waist with a satisfied expression,

"You are so warm."

"Misty, misty..."

Yan Sheng could not speak clearly and did not resist her touch. But now he was drunk and had no strength. He just leaned quietly against the sofa and did nothing.

However, this scene is another meaning in Jiang Miaomiao's eyes.

They are hugging. Yan Sheng seems to enjoy such a feeling with such intimate movements.