Thoughts kept struggling in her mind, Zhuang Mingyue endured the torture in pain, but in the end... she still couldn't do it.

Zhuang Mingyue put down the knife in her hand, lay back, and turned her back to her body, but she was still a little unwilling to accept it.

After a while, Zhan Yan approached again, held her from behind and took her into her arms, slightly adjusted her posture, and did not move.

Until his voice sounded, "Can't sleep?"

Zhuang Mingyue calmly answered him, "No, go to bed." After saying that, she closed her eyes.

She stopped thinking about anything, and soon she fell asleep.

After sleeping for so long, Zhuang Mingyue was woken up by the slight movement. Zhan Yan hugged her and slept all night. He pulled his hands back in slow motion, rubbed his numb arms, walked to the bathroom to wash, and then walked out.

At 8:30 in the morning, the doctor came over as usual to check Zhuang Mingyue's recovery on time.

Doctor: "I recovered pretty well. After sleeping for so long, I can exercise properly and get out of bed for a walk. You got out of bed just as soon as you woke up. There were too many hormones on the glands, which damaged your vitality. No other problems were found yet. You can be discharged from the hospital after two or three weeks of recovery. Then check according to time to avoid cancer cells recurring."

Zhuang Mingyue: "Thank you, doctor."

The doctor nodded, "It should be, then I won't bother you, have a good rest."

"good."

After Wang Mei sent the doctor away, Zhan Yan accompanied her to eat breakfast in the ward. She could eat it by herself, and Zhan Yan insisted on feeding her spoonful by spoonful.

Zhanyan wiped the porridge stains from the corner of her mouth with his fingers, "I'll take you downstairs to have a walk after eating. The weather is good today."

Zhuang Mingyue was wearing a sick suit and the room was on. She didn't feel the cold for the time being. A golden beam of light shone outside the floor-to-ceiling window. The sun was just right outside. There were golden sycamore leaves with lush branches, very much like when she was in France, the streets on both sides were planted with yellow leaves on the ground.

After breakfast, Zhanyan picked her up and put her in a wheelchair. The weather outside was not necessary, Zhanyan added a few more clothes to her and wore a hat and scarf, afraid that she would get sick.

Zhanyan took her to the artificial lake downstairs, where there were still many patients who were exercising for rehabilitation training. Perhaps it was because of the good weather today and there were many people.

"I want to learn to drive when I'm discharged from the hospital," Zhuang Mingyue said suddenly.

"Okay, I'll teach you."

Next, Zhanyan followed the doctor's advice and stayed with her every day. After three weeks, Zhanyan finally raised her a little, and a lot of meat grew on her body.

Wang Mei is also under great pressure. While looking at the children, she also has to study new dishes and find ways to make new dishes.

Zhanyan also tried every means to feed her, not to eat, even cheat and coax her.

Now she either goes downstairs to stroll or lie on the bed every day.

Zhuang Mingyue couldn't accept Zhan Yan's morbid care for her, and she pulled her hands back in annoyed manner, "I will wear clothes by myself, I'm not a waste."

Zhanyan could not tolerate her being so arrogant. She grabbed her hand, put on her coat, and buttoned the last button, "As aware, don't move."

"Master Zhan, Miss, you can have dinner." Wang Mei stood outside the door of the room with Xiao Xingxing in her arms.

Xiao Xingxing's face was still a little swollen, but it was much better than before. There were scabs on several parts of her face. If Xiao Xingxing didn't want to touch her, she would cry very much.

When this child was held by Zhuang Mingyue, he always left her with noisy. Since yesterday, Zhanyan was willing to let her hold the child, Xiao Xingxing has been obediently not moving. Even when she was eating, she looked at Zhuang Mingyue and finished her meal with a smile.

Especially for children who are almost one year old, they are growing up crazy and are now white and obese.

On the dining table, Zhuang Mingyue was feeding the child egg custard. Xiao Xingxing reached out to grab the spoon in her hand. Zhan Yan grabbed his hand quickly, "Don't move around, have a good meal."

Xiao Xingxing whispered at him, waved his little hand and reached into the bowl directly. Zhuang Mingyue quickly stabilized the bowl without letting him overturn it.

"Disobedient?" The man's eyes were filled with warnings.

Zhuang Mingyue took a few pieces of paper and wiped his hands, "He is just a child. Why are you mad at him? He is still young and doesn't understand at all."

"Just leave the servants to do something like feeding."

Zhuang Mingyue looked at the child and had to spend more time watching him during the banquet.

Xiao Xingxing was so scared that she almost cried when Zhanyan was scared. She pouted and felt aggrieved. She closed her eyes and let out a cry, tears hanging from the corners of her eyes: "Ma...Mama..."

This sound immediately touched her heart. Zhuang Mingyue couldn't fool herself and pretended not to care. The strangeness from her chest made her feel dull and uncomfortable. This feeling was not the first time. Zhuang Mingyue couldn't stand him crying.

Zhuang Mingyue didn't eat anything herself, so she carried the child up and sat on the sofa. Wang Mei happened to soak the rice milk, "Miss, feed the child some food for a while and stop crying."

"Well, thank you for your hard work these days. If Aunt Wang wants to take a leave to rest, you can tell me."

Wang Mei waved her hand, "Emma, ​​I'm not tired at all. I usually cook and take care of the children, and I'm more comfortable than at home." At first, Wang Mei was afraid that Xiao Xingxing would be injured because she didn't watch the child, which made her feel a little timid and afraid to show her face in front of Zhuang Mingyue. Now that she saw that Zhuang Mingyue had no intention of blaming her, the hurdle in her heart passed.

Zhanyan sat next to Zhuang Mingyue with shredded chicken porridge. She surrounded the child. As soon as Zhuang Mingyue looked up, Zhanyan held a bowl of porridge and pressed it against her mouth with a spoon. "Drinke the porridge first, and coax the child to this time."

Zhuang Mingyue: "I'm already full."

"Eat a little more and be obedient."

"I really don't eat anymore! Don't bother me." Zhuang Mingyue ran away with her child in her arms, Zhan Yan chasing her all the way.

Even if she hid in the room, there was a way for her to finish the meal in the bowl.

Zhuang Mingyue couldn't resist him.

The exhibition feast blocked her and her children in the corner, "Do you eat?"

"Do you know you're really annoyed?" The little Xingxing in Zhuang Mingyue's arms held the bottle and stared at her big eyes, as if she was watching a show, and tears flashed in her eyes.

Exhibition banquet: "I have to eat even if I have annoyed."

Regardless of Zhuang Mingyue's angry eyes, the spoon in Zhan Yan's hand had been stuffed into her mouth.

"Hey again, I'll get fat."

Zhan Yan wiped the corner of her mouth with his fingers, "I'm fat, I'm pretty."

Zhuang Mingyue felt his hot and different gaze. After taking the last bite, she turned her gaze indifferently, "You can leave after eating."

"Yeah." Zhan Yan put the spoon in and touched her head as if rewarded. "After eating, take a nap first, I'll go to the study to process some documents."

Zhuang Mingyue didn't care about him. As soon as noon came, she was really sleepy...

Lying on the bed, the little star was nestled in her arms and fucked her breasts, looking comfortable.

Zhuang Mingyue tapped his nose gently with his finger, "Little Xingxing, can you call me mom again?"
Chapter completed!