Wen Lan was full of thoughts about the "Qihe Sanatorium", and he didn't notice that he came out of the airport at all, and he was always followed by a car.

Qihe is a subordinate county of Gangcheng, similar to Qinghe County she visited last time, and it is an old city with no development prospects.

On the way, Wen Lan learned some information about the "Qihe Sanatorium" from the taxi driver.

It has been more than 20 years since the sanatorium was built, and it was originally a public institution, but it was contracted to individuals in the past few years because of serious losses.

Perhaps because of the limited resources of the small county town, the sanatorium is now also a half-dead existence.

Coming out of the airport, Wen Lan's heartstrings tightened.

When the sign with "Qihe Sanatorium" came into her eyes, she felt like she was about to suffocate!

After paying the fare, she slowly got out of the car and went to communicate with the doorman.

The doorman, an old man in his fifties, said that he could not enter the nursing home without a pass, let alone visit the sick.

Wen Lan took out a few hundred-yuan bills from his handbag and quietly stuffed them into the old man's hand, but the old man not only accepted them, but also reprimanded Wen Lan with righteous words.

said that he was young, how could he think of crooked ways!

Wen Lan remembered that the last time he went to Qinghe Sanatorium with Shen Yi, he directly looked for the dean, and hurriedly asked the old man, "Uncle, don't hide it, I am a relative of your dean's family, and he asked me to come, so can you let me in?"

"Relatives of the dean's family can't do it without a pass!" The old man was still iron-faced and selfless, "Since you are a relative of the dean's family, then you call the dean and ask him to pick you up!"

Wen Lan had been bumpy all night, and she hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and she was a little top-heavy, and the old man's words gave her another heavy blow.

She tried to calm herself down, looked at the time on her phone, and soon it was eight o'clock, ready to fill her stomach first and recuperate enough to speak.

Take a deep breath –

Unexpectedly, when I turned around, I saw a familiar handsome face!

The long body is jade, the thin lips are slightly pursed, and the eyes that look at her are deep and distant.

"Thank you—" She was the first to call out the name of the man opposite.

"I passed by by accident and saw you, Miss Wen, don't be sentimental." Suddenly appeared in this poor and remote place, Xie Yansheng was so weak that he hurriedly explained.

She let out a faint "oh".

Only then did I realize that last night was the wedding night of Xie Yansheng and An Zhen!

In the early morning, how could the sound of Xie Yan appear in this remote small county?

"I'm curious what you're doing here?" Xie Yansheng took out a cigarette and bit it, just took out the lighter and put it back in his pocket.

"I came to visit a relative, but I can't get in without a pass." She was full of melancholy, and when she saw the sound of Xie Yan, she instantly came to her senses, "You have always had many acquaintances and a wide range of roads, can you do me a favor?"

Xie Yansheng mocked, "Haven't I always been unreliable in your eyes!"

Poked in the underbelly, she bit her lip.

"Tell me, which relative of your Wen family lives inside, so I can get through the relationship for you." Xie Yansheng took the lead in compromising. Look at the book

"I-" Wen Lan was stunned, her mind sank, "Auntie—aunt I haven't seen in years—I'm not really sure she's living here—"

"Name, age?" Xie Yansheng threw the cigarette on the ground and clicked on the phone.

She told Ji Minxin's situation one by one, and Xie Yansheng asked casually, "Does aunt have a husband and children?"

"Nope." She blurted out, "It was Wen Jinyin who sent her to the nursing home back then!"

"You just go and ask Wen Jinyin directly, why bother so much?" Xie Yan asked puzzled.

"Wen Jinyin has been hiding from me for so many years, and she doesn't want me to know where my aunt is." Her voice was faint, and her stomach was full of grievances, and suddenly she had no desire to talk.

"Find a place to eat breakfast first." Xie Yansheng didn't eat dinner yesterday, and he was hungry when the plane just landed, so he didn't study the twists and turns inside.

Wen Lan looked down and looked around, saw a steamed bun shop not far away, and said busily, "Today

Tomorrow, Mr. Xie?"

"The façade is dark, the boss must be a sloppy goods, it's strange that the cooked food can be eaten! Look for it again." After Xie Yansheng finished speaking, he walked along the street.

Wen Lan followed closely, but because he didn't eat breakfast, he was in too much of a hurry, and a feeling of dizziness suddenly came!

"Thank you! Give me a hand!" In desperation, she shouted at the tall figure in front of her.

Xie Yansheng immediately turned around, saw Wen Lan's face as pale as paper, her body trembled slightly, and she hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

She only felt that her eyes were full of stars, and she was weak, so she put her head on Xie Yansheng's chest without even thinking about it.

In the past, Xie Yansheng would definitely hold her in his arms, but at this time, he hesitated.

Because he thought of the child in Wen Lan's womb!

This child has destroyed all his illusions about Wen Lan, making him extremely sober, and reminding him of his current identity all the time.

Xie Yansheng stood in place, her hands hanging down, letting her body rest on her shoulders.

The familiar warm fragrance of nephrite jade entered his arms again, and Xie Yansheng only had pity in his heart, without any restraint and charm.

"I'm suffering from hypoglycemia again, can you help me find some sweets?" Her weak voice rose and fell in her ears.

Xie Yansheng was distressed and angry, "I asked the old Chinese medicine doctor to boil the Chinese medicine for you, didn't you drink it?"

"I really can't drink Chinese medicine." Whether or not he can see Ji Minxin still depends on Xie Yansheng, Wen Lan didn't dare to offend him at all now, and explained softly.

"Even if it's wrong, you always have your own reasons." Xie Yansheng could only help her into the porridge shop next door to the bun shop.

When the porridge shop owner heard Wen Lan's low blood sugar, he hurriedly brought a bowl of brown sugar taro balls, and said with a smile, "My taro balls are very sweet!"

After Xie Yansheng sat down, he looked at this small porridge shop, all the decoration is low-cost, but the seat windows are very clean, which is much stronger than the bun shop next door.

After ordering, Wen Lan had already eaten half of the brown sugar taro balls, and his face eased a lot.

The feeling of dizziness gradually disappeared, and she remembered to thank Xie Yan.

Xie Yan said noncommittally.

After the proprietress brought the breakfast they ordered, Wen Lan asked the proprietress how much it was, and rushed to pay the bill.

Her actions fell in Xie Yansheng's eyes, and in exchange for a few words of cynicism.

At the end of the meal, she tentatively asked, "Do you have any acquaintances here, can you get through the relationship with the dean?"

"Just wait in peace, my friend will come over at nine o'clock." Xie Yansheng put his phone on the dining table.

She looked up at the clock on the wall, and it wasn't half past eight.

The two fell silent, each looking at their phones, but their attention was not on their phones.

The waiting time was originally long, and for Wen Lan, it was even more difficult to sit face-to-face with Xie Yansheng's ex-husband.

"Why don't you ask, last night was my wedding night, why did you come here?" Xie Yansheng suddenly spoke.