Tang Mo's face froze, his mother not only sprinkled salt on his wound but also repeatedly stabbed it.He glanced at the thermos on the table and asked, "Mom, what did you bring to eat""Oh, Mom, I broug...Wen Ping Sheng's heart pounded with excitement. By the time she reacted, her finger was already pressed down on the answer button. But she held onto it tightly, feigning composure and letting the ringtone ring for a while longer before finally sliding it to answer.

She pretended to be drowsy, sleepily asking, "Huh What's up Yixiang" 。“ I’m… I’m sleeping. You woke me up. Please don’t call me so late at night in the future, you’re disturbing my dreams.” 。"Wen Ping Sheng said in a haughty and hypocritical manner..." 。Before Yisheng could speak, she changed the subject again and asked, "What about you What are you doing It should be four or five o'clock in England, what time do you eat dinner" 。" It is 4:37 PM in the UK now, dinner at 6 PM. I just finished a full body check on the patient, sat down to rest, and saw your WeChat message. " 。He answered her questions one by one. 。"Huh What news I was just sleeping, I didn't send you any messages." 。"Wen Ping pretended to be stupid and acted aloofly. " 。She would never tell him that she had insomnia. 。Yi Sheng asked, "Are you having trouble sleeping" “……” Being asked like that, Wen Ping Sheng felt like a balloon suddenly deflated. He became listless all of a sudden, silent for a while before letting out a low, buzzing 'hmm'. 。“Let me chat with you for a bit.” 。Yisheng didn't care if she agreed or not, and just started talking on his own. 。He didn't talk to Wen Pingsheng about interesting topics either. In a hypnotic tone, he spoke of medical knowledge that Wen Pingsheng was completely unfamiliar with, a bunch of professional terms accompanied by detailed explanations. 。After less than twenty minutes, he heard the steady and long breaths coming from his phone. 。It's likely that Wen Ping Sheng has fallen asleep, so I silently hung up the phone. 。Wen Ping Sheng slept late, waking up past ten in the morning. 。Lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, she recalled I Sheng calling her at 2 am. He talked about something very boring and dry, so she guessed he must have called to lull her to sleep by talking about a bunch of medical knowledge she couldn't understand. Wen Ping Sheng felt a sweet warmth in her heart. 。She checked her phone and saw that Yi Sheng had sent her a WeChat message at around 7:00 am, calling her to wake up. He then said he was going to sleep. Bei Si Cheng was in the UK, so it would have been past 11:00 pm there. 。Wen Ping Sheng wanted to reply to his message, but thinking that his WeChat had sound notifications for messages on, and he was sleeping at the moment, sending a message would make a noise and disturb his sleep. So he held back from replying. 。get up 。Quickly tidying himself up, he drank a glass of milk and then began preparing lunch. 。The lunch was a dish prepared by Yisheng the day before she left for the UK. She had made it early in the morning and put it in the refrigerator. All she needed to do was stir-fry some vegetables and cook some rice. 。After she finished cooking the meal, around 11:45, it was time for lunch. 。Wen Yizhou took a picture and posted it to their Wen family's WeChat group, saying that Xiaosheng cooked today, and all these dishes were made by his little brother Xiaosheng. 。He got things done and then ran, not caring at all that his family group chat exploded because of the photo he posted. 。"Xiaosheng, I already clarified the rumors on Weibo last night." 。He was eating and told her. 。"Oh 。“Wen Ping responded softly.” 。"I'm not angry," 。She denied it. 。"You're not laughing, you must be angry with me." 。"Wen Yizhou said" 。

His little Sheng seemed to be in a low mood today.

"I was thinking, in two days we're going to be without Yisheng's cooking for a while. It's so sad, I'm turning my grief into appetite and eating more food." 。Wen Ping Sheng said this, and then added a piece of pork trotter that was soft, glutinous and savory. 。When Wen Yizhou heard this, he didn't speak either. He just focused on eating his meal. 。Then, the siblings ate with such speed and eagerness, devouring every dish as if they hadn't eaten in days. 。After lunch, Wen Yi Zhou was sent to clear the table and wash the dishes. 。Wen Ping Sheng took Mao Mao for a walk outside for about an hour, and when they returned, he went to his study to work. 。Around 3 p.m., I received a message from Yisheng, asking what she was doing She replied that she was working and asked if he had eaten breakfast, saying she would be busy later. 。 She also complained to him about the entertainment media yesterday, saying that her younger brother was suspected of having dinner with his girlfriend. In reality, that "girlfriend" was her, and then her younger brother scolded those media outlets for spreading rumors. 。After chatting for a while, Yisheng said she was going to have breakfast. Wen Pingsheng also said he had work to do. 。Thus, the chat ended pleasantly. 。After Yi Sheng went to England, the two started a long-distance relationship. They could only contact each other through the internet or phone calls every day. 。After the siblings finished the rations that Yi Sheng had prepared for them before going to England, Wen Yizhou made two days of noodles. Wen Pingsheng was tired of eating and wanted to eat rice. 。The head chef is in England, so I have to roll up my sleeves and cook myself. 。She can cook very few dishes, especially after eating what Yisheng has cooked. Her own cooking... feels like it's just barely edible. 。Finally, Wen Yizhou suggested going out to eat or ordering takeout. 。Since finding a cockroach cosplaying as a dried chili pepper in takeout, Wen Ping Sheng hasn't eaten takeout anymore, and even the number of times he eats at restaurants has decreased. 。After eating at high-end restaurants outside for two days, Wen Ping Sheng found it too troublesome and was too lazy to go out. 。It has been about ten days since Yisheng went to England. 。

Wen Ping-sheng learned from his conversation with him that the patient he had taken over had already undergone surgery, but the patient's condition was fluctuating. He had to stay in Britain for observation and wait until the patient's condition stabilized. Then, he would have to observe for another ten days or half a month to make sure there were no problems and that the recovery would be smooth. Only then would he feel relieved to come back, which was estimated to take another half month or a month.

As for the patient's subsequent care, just leave it to other doctors in Britain. 。Thinking that he might not be back for another month, Wen Ping Sheng felt a little down. 。I just casually asked the patient how much money he spent on his 。Yisheng didn't hide anything and truthfully told her that it was 50 million pounds. 。When he heard this number, Wen Ping Sheng was shocked at the time. 50 million pounds sterling, converted to R country currency, is over 400 million. 。Yisheng then explained to her that this patient was in his fifties, the CEO of a multinational company, ranked on the British rich list, and had been featured in magazines. This person's wealth was roughly estimated to be between 400 million and 500 million pounds sterling (using the exchange rate for R currency, conservatively estimated at four billion). 。Before hiring him at a high price, the other party had also invited many world-renowned doctors, but they were all helpless against his illness. 。His friend, Sima Yan, had previously collaborated with that company and introduced them. 。The tycoon spent 50 million to extend his life. After recovering, he could at least continue fighting in the business world for another ten years. It was a sure-fire deal. 。as orchestrated by the An family, and several lives were lost in the process, their century-old business would surely be brought to ruin."Dad, I didn't hurt An Xiaotu, really... That shooting incident...