The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Mu Wanqing was paralyzed at home for a day, then took another hot bath, and finally eased the frenzy of last night.

She was lying on the bed, rubbing her cheeks and searching for information about the aortic sinus aneurysm, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt guilty for Gong Lichuan.

If the tumor ruptured, she would indeed be in danger of life...

But in her previous life, she was able to pass away at a young age, which was also closely related to this operation.

Thinking about this, she still called Gong Lichuan.

Gong Lichuan heard the ringtone and immediately picked it up, "Qingqin, what's the matter? What's wrong? I'm sick?"

Mu Wanqing: "..."

It seemed that she was too capricious, and her capriciousness made him too nervous.

"Sorry, Brother Li Chuan..." Mu Wanqing frowned slightly, "I shouldn't have worried you so much..."

Hearing that, instead of letting go, Gong Lichuan was even more worried, "What's wrong?"

"If I have something, can I call you so alive?" Mu Wanqing said cheerfully, "I'm here to inform you that I'm still alive!"

After all, Gong Lichuan didn't know about her pretending to be dizzy.

"Don't talk nonsense." Gong Lichuan frowned tightly, "Qiao Wei has already explained to me, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

If he knew that Mu Wanqing was unwilling to undergo surgery because he thought he would die on the operating table...

He would not force her several times.

"It's not too late to know now." Mu Wan poured out his tongue, "We can think of other ways."

Upon hearing this, Gong Lichuan sighed deeply.

Regarding the aortic sinus aneurysm, it is indeed difficult to find other treatments, but he is not willing to sit still.

"Qing'er, how do you know that the operation will fail? Director Zheng has already analyzed the pros and cons for me. This is undoubtedly the best treatment plan, maybe we can..."

"There is no hope..." Mu Wanqing interrupted him, her eyes dimmed, "Brother Li Chuan, I won't live long."

Gong Lichuan's heart suddenly sank, he clenched his fists tightly, unable to imagine what the future would be like...

"Tuk tuk-"

Soon after talking with Gong Lichuan, Steward Pan suddenly knocked on the door, and he ordered the servant to bring some nourishing soup and food, "Miss Mu, have something to eat."

Mu Wanqing immediately put away his dim eyes and nodded.

She felt her empty stomach, and she really felt a little hungry, "Thank you, Steward Pan!"

Steward Pan smiled kindly, "It should be."

He glanced down and landed on Mu Wanqing's hand, watching her touching her lower abdomen, and suddenly he felt a little lively at home.

"Miss Mu must pay attention to her body and work hard." Steward Pan said earnestly.

Mu Wanqing: "..."

She naturally heard the meaning of Steward Pan’s words, and her cheeks burst red, as if bleeding could come from.

"Pan... Steward Pan, you think too much." Mu Wanqing stretched out his hand to cover his face, only feeling ashamed.

I haven't gone downstairs since I went back to the rose garden yesterday.

After proclaiming adultery in the bedroom, she was like a waste baby, resting in bed all day, as if she was really preparing for pregnancy.

"Miss Mu, don't be shy, I'm also a person here, and I understand." Steward Pan smiled more and more profoundly.

Mu Wanqing was helpless, but could not explain.

She silently picked up a bowl of soup and began to sip it, all as if she was diverting her attention and avoiding the topic.

"Miss Mu should take more tonic, so I will go out first."

After speaking, Steward Pan left.