The Tenth Chapter, no painting in the dream can compare.

You are not just "a little better" to me now, it's simply too good, although a bit sarcastic. Even thinking like this, I still couldn't help but laugh at Pei Zhiwei's teasing: "Then why did you get married?"

Do you just realize?

Well, if you don't seek treatment and struggle to earn money, what will happen when you pass away? Will your parents be happy to use your hard-earned money to support themselves in their old age?

His father has not been in good health for the past two years, rarely goes out, and is mostly taken care of by Aunt Wen. My parents just retired, with four elderly people, and only me to take care of them. I am also very worried.

Fuling couldn't help but laugh, then looked at the time and felt even more guilty: "Did you also have surgery until late yesterday?"

She fell on the suitcase and couldn't get up for a while. Pei Zhiwei saw the situation was not good, squatted down to help her, and saw that her complexion was not right. He hurriedly asked, "Have you eaten?"

These principles Fuling is not unaware of, but suddenly suffered a blow, and was confused for a while. Now that she has regained her senses, she feels extremely sorry for Pei Zhiwei. After hesitating for a long time, she finally gathered the courage to say, "Am I bothering you too much?"

I don't know," Fuling dare not look at him, "I have no idea what to do, I want to go home and see my parents, but I don't want to tell them about my situation... I called in sick, I don't remember how long I took off, anyway, I don't want to go anywhere, don't want to go out, don't want to see people, don't want... I don't know what I really want?... I called in sick, I don't remember how long I took off, anyway, I don't want to go anywhere, don't want to go out, don't want to see people, don't want... I don't know what I really want?...

Pei turned around, and Fu Ling still lay soft and fluffy on the sofa, just a short distance away, but it seemed like they were in different time and space. He looked towards the door from a distance, and finally, the door opened, and she glanced at him through the crack in the door.

I didn't expect the gossip to spread so quickly. In the afternoon, I received calls from several close female friends from college. They probably discussed it among themselves first, so they only called to congratulate her in the afternoon. Especially the girl who sleeps next to me, she was so excited that she started crying after less than three sentences: "Silly girl, I knew you would definitely be happy. There will definitely be someone else in this world who loves and cherishes you... Do you know how worried we were about you? We didn't dare mention Ye Yang in front of you, afraid that it would make you sad. After less than three sentences, she started crying: "Silly girl, I knew you would definitely be happy. There will definitely be someone else in this world who loves and cherishes you... Do you know how worried we were about you? We didn't dare mention Ye Yang in front of you, afraid that it would make you sad. But you never mentioned him to us, and we were so afraid for you... I'm really happy today, even happier than when I was proposed to last year. Silly girl, Qiu An said that doctor is really good to you, is it true? We've always been afraid that you wouldn't be able to hold on, that you would eventually give up or be forced by your family, like Qiu An, to marry a jerk and have children... I'm really happy today, even happier than when I was proposed to last year. Silly girl, Qiu An said that doctor is really good to you, is it true? We've always been afraid that you wouldn't be able to hold on, that you would eventually give up or be forced by your family, like Qiu An, to marry a jerk and have children...

The heart of Fuling lowered down weakly.

She is usually neurotic, pacing back and forth in the room. Her words are often disconnected, sometimes she says "get out" and then calms down, saying "you should go home". Then, she becomes irritable again, hysterically scolding him.

Fuling knelt on the sofa, burying her head in his chest. After a long while, she lifted her head, looking surprised and incredulous as if she had just come to her senses. She stuttered and asked, "You, Pei Zhiwei, do you still want me?"

Péi Zhīwèi sat aside, quietly listening to her murmuring words. Suddenly, Péi Zhīwèi stood up and walked away. When he came back, he was holding a hot towel and silently helped her wipe her face. The summer night breeze seeped in with a coolness, alternating between cold and hot. She shrank slightly, and he gently held her chin, patiently wiping her face clean. He then opened her hands and used the warmth of his palms and the heat of the cup's rim to gradually warm her up. After a long time, her breathing finally calmed down. She drank a whole cup of hot cocoa to replenish some warmth, but she refused to lift her head, as if she wanted to bury herself underground. The summer night breeze seeped in with a coolness, alternating between cold and hot. She shrank slightly, and he gently held her chin, patiently wiping her face clean. He then opened her hands and used the warmth of his palms and the heat of the cup's rim to gradually warm her up. After a long time, her breathing finally calmed down. She drank a whole cup of hot cocoa to replenish some warmth, but she refused to lift her head, as if she wanted to bury herself underground.

He told me that he doesn't want to receive any more treatment. There is no hope anyway. His parents hope that he can live a little better, so they let him stay in an expensive ward and receive expensive injections. He said that if he continues to stay there, his parents will not even have enough money for their retirement.

In this way, Ren Pei Zhi Wei arranged everything, and I felt a little comforted. At night, he covered her hands with both of his, his palms wide and his fingers slender, gently kneading the calloused fingertips in the palm of her hand. The warm and cool sensation mixed with the temperature of their skin slowly and irresistibly flowed into her heart.

The next day, Fu Ling accompanied Qiu An to the prenatal examination. Qiu An saw the ring on her ring finger - she was half asleep and half awake. When she woke up, the ring was already on her ring finger. She vaguely remembered that he had kissed her hand before going to work and warned her not to take it off again. She protested, "But I never saw you wear it." He coldly snorted, "I have to perform surgery, it's inconvenient." Qiu An exclaimed as if she had discovered a huge secret, "Is it Dr. Pei? Did he propose to you? When you went to Hong Kong, right? Wow... he's so fast. When did things progress so quickly between you two? You never told me!"

I didn't intentionally want to remember him. I also want to forget, but I can't. That feeling is too painful. Every day, I watch him come closer to death... Before he died, he had already become emaciated. Now, I have to look at his photo to remember what he looked like when he wasn't sick... But I can't forget that feeling of loss, that pain. I don't want to experience it again... But I can't forget that feeling of loss, that pain. I don't want to experience it again...

Pei took the cup from her hand, gently pulled her into his arms, and pulled her out of the sofa to bury her in his arms. He gently stroked her back, comforting and promising, "It's okay, it will be fine."

Where are you planning to go with all the things packed up?

What kind of person are you to me? Why should I feel embarrassed to leave you behind?Péi Zhīwèi frowned and casually helped her tidy up the clutter on the coffee table. "Do you really understand me?"

Péi Zhī Wèi's mysterious style: "Do you think I don't have any preferences at all?"

Her tears fell pitter-patter into the hot cocoa, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Péi Zhīwèi gently stroked her cheek. He has always advocated for reporting the patient's condition truthfully and does not support the family's well-intentioned concealment, which can lead to the patient's negligence in treatment. However, this time, for some reason, he hesitated and concealed the fact that Director Xie was not very confident about this surgery. He casually said, "It depends on how you look at it. Heart diseases are not trivial for anyone. As for me..." He shrugged, trying to show a nonchalant attitude. "I perform hundreds of surgeries every year, and most of them are routine."

He wanted, even if in the end Fu Ling chose to let him bear the disaster of being overwhelmed, at this moment, the last moment before the tide engulfed him, he still hoped that she would be in his arms.

Fuling has always considered herself a person with strong opinions. Especially when compared to someone like Qiu An, who makes buns that Zhao Qiming can flatten and round up, she feels like she can be called an independent and self-reliant spokesperson for the new women. Now, she suddenly can't boast like that anymore - when she received the test results, she was completely stunned. She broke up with Pei Zhiwei, packed his things and threw them at the door, and completely cleared him out of her life... This is more like avoidance than a decision. She has lost once before, so she doesn't want to face any possible setbacks again. She chose to give up everything proactively, and in the end, she can still proudly say, "It's something I didn't want." Now, she suddenly can't boast like that anymore - when she received the test results, she was completely stunned. She broke up with Pei Zhiwei, packed his things and threw them at the door, and completely cleared him out of her life... This is more like avoidance than a decision. She has lost once before, so she doesn't want to face any possible setbacks again. She chose to give up everything proactively, and in the end, she can still proudly say, "It's something I didn't want."

Qiu An pressed her for details while already rehearsing the entire process in her mind. She then said, "We met at the annual meeting. His cousin is my colleague. I brought him over for dinner because he looked bored." Qiu An immediately continued, "So, did he fall for you at first sight? How long did he pursue you? When did you start dating? It's only been about half a year since the annual meeting... People are talking about flash marriages now, and you're really keeping up with the trend!"

Fuling raised her head and looked at him as if she were worshiping a deity: "Really, you didn't lie to me?"

The clothes in the washing machine have not been hung up yet, the porridge in the kitchen has been cooked and cooled down again. Pei Zhiwei sighed helplessly, touched her head and asked, "You're not eating or drinking, is this what you call taking good care of yourself?"

Fuling's face turned red with a brush, and he stammered, "I, I didn't mean that, but, well, now, after all, I..."

伏苓拍手喜滋滋道: "Your needs and mine are perfectly aligned, we are truly a match made in heaven!"

I'm afraid that if I die, there will be no one to take care of them, but I'm also afraid that I will end up like him. By then, the four elderly people will still...

She can finally face all the pain that has been accumulating over the years with ease, but she dare not let anyone know that her marriage with Pei Zhiwei is not as they had guessed, a love at first sight that lasted until they grew old together.

They faced each other across the coffee table, Pei Zhiwei remained silent, and after a while, he bent down to tidy up the coffee table. Fuling was both shocked and angry, snatching the vitamins and calcium tablets he had just picked up, and exclaimed sharply, "What is wrong with you!"

Her tone was very provocative. Pei Zhimei's face changed slightly, but soon returned to his usual calm expression. "Other matters can be put aside for now. The most important thing for you at the moment is to determine your condition and seek treatment as soon as possible."

With a dazed sigh, Fuling felt the hot and dry weather, but her lips still felt cool. His arm wrapped around her, embracing her waist. She was still half-awake, opening her eyes drowsily, with an unguarded look in her eyes, softly calling out "Pei Zhiwei" in a muddled voice.

Once I stewed soup and brought it to him, but he dropped it all and splashed me with oil. He scolded me, saying that I knew he was prone to vomiting but still made him greasy food. I walked from the hospital to the bus station, crying and thinking that I would never go see him again. However, I walked three stops along the road and forgot to take the bus. Along the way, I kept thinking about how good he used to be to me. So I ran back to the hospital and saw him squatting on the ground, crying while wiping the floor.

In her sleep, Fuling shook her arms, kicked her legs, murmured something softly, turned over, and lay on her side, not fully awake. Her hair was disheveled, her face flushed, and the baby fat from years ago had long disappeared. She wore a camisole, revealing her graceful curves, and her arms rested leisurely, displaying a seductive posture unbeknownst to herself.

I, Fuling, was silenced by his words, and after a long time, I whispered, "I don't know either. I just don't want to go through it again—do you know how painful that process is? Two years and eight months, he extended his life by two years and eight months after the surgery. Sometimes he's in a bad mood, throws tantrums, and says he would rather not have had the surgery back then, and just died."

Fuling hurriedly took two steps back, opened the glass cabinet of the TV stand, and threw the jewelry box inside onto the last empty space on the coffee table, as if it would burn her if she held it for a moment longer. She said, "Here's the ring you bought. Take it back."

Don't you worry about it.

Fuling originally struggled with how to arrange the process to make it more natural and smoother. Can't we just be honest and open? She only roughly mentioned a few time points, and Qiu An had already imagined the passionate pursuit and proposal of Pei Zhiwei until the end. That's fine too. She didn't lie, but she didn't deny it either.

Don't bother me, take care of yourself! Pei Zhiwei also got angry, settled her on the sofa, and made a cup of hot cocoa for her. Fu Ling took a few sips and her complexion improved slightly. She hung her head and after a long time, she said, "Pei Zhiwei, you can go back. I will take care of myself. I'm not in a good mood today, but I will recover by tomorrow."

Well, actually you don't have to...

Lesion! Are you illiterate and unable to read? Pei Zhiwei was amused and annoyed by her understanding. "Are you still ignorant? Did you learn about donkeys in your middle school biology class? Don't be scared just because the name sounds intimidating. The difference between a lesion and cancer is significant. Don't faint at the sight of the word "uterus." Your condition can be treated with medication."

I do want to get married, that's for sure," Pei Zhiwei chuckled, "but I didn't say I want children so soon."

I am a doctor. How is your illness? I know better than you.

Fu Ling's voice was sharp, and she seemed like a completely different person from her usual self. When she saw him holding the medical examination report and rushing over to snatch it, Pei Zhiwei merely sidestepped slightly. However, she had already fallen onto the suitcase she had thrown beside the sofa.

After a while, she added, "I'm afraid that maybe... it seems like I won't be able to have children. The test results also mentioned something about the uterus and cancer - do I need to have it removed? Will I become like a eunuch and no longer be a woman?"

There is a photography studio near our school that specializes in taking wedding photos and many artistic photos. I used to pass by there and always told him that I wanted to take many artistic photos, including those in the style of the Republic of China and Hanfu. Later, his complexion became worse day by day, and his face... He wanted to go with me to take photos, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be around in the future. I would feel sad when I see those photos... He wanted to go with me to take photos, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be around in the future. I would feel sad when I see those photos...

She was like a hedgehog in a state of alertness, with all her spines standing straight up, staring at Pei Zhiwei with vigilance and fear. Before he could answer, she had already rushed to the door and said, "I've collected all your things for you!"

That is 365 days in a year, over 1,000 days and nights in three years, and the Lingchi execution of one cut per day.

Fuling saw that he was unresponsive, so she stopped talking to him and grabbed his arm to push him out. She almost kicked him directly with her foot. She dragged Pei Zhiwei to the door and pressed the things she had packed into his arms. Pei Zhiwei did not respond, and the two of them pushed and shoved each other at the stairwell for a long time. Fuling accidentally hit the door and fell straight down.

Fulingtou slightly tilted upwards, with the body straight and upright, squinting at his face, and speaking in an unusually affected tone: "Pei Zhiwei, why are you suddenly so nice today?"

Would you like to apply for an additional slice of luncheon meat?

Did you lose your memory after you took the medical report? Pei Zhiwei frowned and asked, "I don't earn much money, but it's enough. I don't have time to raise a child. I just need a stable marriage. I'm tired and not in the mood for dating or dealing with elders. I don't have time to chase after girls. You just need to take care of yourself."

I can't go on now.

On the ground was a pile of debris. As the two of them pulled and tugged, Fuling almost tripped over. Fuling, seeing that he wouldn't leave, became furious and said, "I told you to leave, why haven't you gone yet?"

Pei Zhiwei coldly snorted: "Do you know that I am reluctant to leave you behind?"

"Yes," Pei Zhiwei finally yawned, "looks like I'll have to take half a day off again tomorrow. I've taken more vacation this year than in the past seven years combined."

Approximately three years passed from Ye Yang's surgery to his passing, and it has been three and a half years since his death. The pain of watching the loved one gradually approach death is indescribable. It is not a sudden and severe pain, nor is it a thunderstorm-like strike. It is more like a chronic poison that penetrates deep into the bone marrow. You watch it corrode the heart and bones, cause the skin to ulcerate, and the flesh to fester, but there is no way to save them.

Actually, Pei Zhiwei now fully understands the reason why Fuleng has made a mess of her own body. Working hard is for survival, but when she returns to her small house, even though she carefully collects all of Yeyang's belongings and tries to make herself happy, the feeling of emptiness and loneliness throughout the room, Pei Zhiwei thinks, probably cannot be resisted even by the strongest person.

He has always been a very optimistic person, but even the most optimistic person cannot face this kind of pain. He knows that he won't live long, but he doesn't know when he will die. He can only wither away day by day. He can no longer play basketball, engage in intense exercise, and his whole body... ... is deformed, vomiting whatever he eats. This kind of thing... cannot be persuaded at all. How can you persuade someone who has no other choice but to wait for death to face life positively?

Bicuspid aortic valve stenosis with left atrial enlargement, it is not an incurable condition, you are still young, undergo surgery as soon as possible, there should be no issues.

Without waiting for his answer, she smiled and said, "Even if I chase you away, you won't leave. Do you know that I'm sick and you still won't leave? Could it be...?" She leaned forward slightly, approaching his face and said, "Could it be that when I mentioned breaking up with you yesterday, you suddenly realized that you actually love me, and you can't live a single day without me?"

He even asked Zhao Qiming to help me introduce boyfriends, really, I have met a few times. His mother, Aunt Wen, has also introduced me many times. They started before he left, they were all afraid of delaying me. I have met a few, I don't want him to feel guilty, thinking that he has delayed me, but I don't know why, I just can't accept others. He is not particularly gentle and considerate, but I feel that no one can compare to him. I have met a few, I don't want him to feel guilty, thinking that he has delayed me, but I don't know why, I just can't accept others. He is not particularly gentle and considerate, but I feel that no one can compare to him.

Fuling furrowed her brows and stared at him intently. After a while, she suddenly burst into laughter, saying, "Did you see my medical examination report? Are you afraid that I might not be able to handle it, so you're letting me have my way with everything?"

Péi Zhīwèi looked strange: "It's just getting married. I'm not mentally ill. What do I need you to do for me? Even if you're just a colleague in your company, we should still help and love each other. Why do you look like I'm going to sell you just because I'm a little nicer to you? Besides," he paused and his eyes slanted downwards, "even if I were to trick you into being sold, how much money could I even get for you?"

Then you don't have to worry about me," Fu Ling said with a sneer. "Anyway, I can't do anything now. I can't help you with anything. Even if there is a cure, I'm afraid I won't be able to give birth in the next three to five years. I heard that people with heart problems are better off not having children..."

This is Yuan Feng's catchphrase. Fu Ling couldn't help but chuckle. The aroma of the hot cocoa wafted around, making people want to cry. Her voice softened as she said, "Did you just read my medical report? I know you feel embarrassed to leave me now, but I have experienced that feeling before. I don't want to hold you back, and I don't want to be even more sad when you can't bear it and leave me later. Please, don't worry about me." I know you feel embarrassed to leave me now, but I have experienced that feeling before. I don't want to hold you back, and I don't want to be even more sad when you can't bear it and leave me later. Please, don't worry about me.

Why do I always encounter unfortunate things? What did I do wrong?

Oh, I forgot, you are a doctor, you have seen many more dying patients than I have, but you don't have any emotional attachment to them! If it were someone you were close to... Actually, I have also thought about giving up. He often finds opportunities to argue with me, thinking that he can make me leave in anger. But after the argument, we both regret it. I have really thought about giving up...

Even if it's self-deception, let her feel that Pei Zhiwei also has a little bit of sincerity towards her in his heart. This bit of warmth is enough to support her to persevere.

Then, now, he doesn't know for whom that door of destiny is opening.

"Oh, is it that simple?" Fuling grabbed his shoulder and asked, "Then there should be many women who want to marry you, right?"

I...," she suddenly became nervous, her breathing becoming uneven and rapid, "I don't know."

As they talked, Fu Ling couldn't help but cry. She even had to comfort Chai Huo Niu in turn. The two of them talked and laughed for three hours, gossiping about all the classmates they hadn't contacted in this period of time. Until Pei Zhiwei came back in the evening, he opened the door and saw Fu Ling sitting cross-legged on the floor with a cushion under her, holding a tissue in one hand and a phone in the other, her face swollen from crying. Pei Zhiwei was shocked, thinking that Fu Ling was in a bad mood again. He only felt relieved after listening to a few sentences of their conversation.

However, she ultimately couldn't bear to let go.

What do you mean, Pei Zhiwei?

Péi Zhīwèi couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Your top priority now is to cooperate with the treatment. Otherwise, you'll have to go to the hospital frequently, and your eccentric supervisor may not be pleased. Who knows, they might even find fault with you and make things difficult. Instead of that, it's better to focus on getting well first. After you've recovered, you can look for another job."

Péi Zhīwèi squatted down to pull her up, but couldn't do it for a while. Péi Zhīwèi then realized that something was wrong. Fú Líng supported her head, looking dazed. Péi Zhīwèi frowned and asked, "How long has it been since you last ate?"

Sometimes being able to cry and vent is not a bad thing. At least now Fuling feels much more relaxed. Looking back on the many things that happened in the three years after Ye Yang's death, there is a feeling of reincarnation of past events. She can even talk openly with Chaihuo Niu about the changes in her state of mind. She doesn't remember what she said exactly, only that Chaihuo Niu said in the end, "I believe that doctor must love you very much, otherwise you wouldn't have told me so much today... Fuling, you will be happy."

Pay attention to nutrition and exercise more. When was the last time you exercised?

Péi Zhīwèi remained silent, just watching her quietly like a mischievous child, which made her even more angry: "Why are you like this? You're too persistent. I've already said I want to break up with you. What else do you want? Do you want to get married? Go find that gynecologist of yours or find someone else. Do you think you can win me over by buying me clothes and jewelry? I'm telling you, I'm not falling for that trick!"

Fuling looked up at him, puzzled.

"Restore?" Pei Zhiwei glanced coldly around, and everything in the house was overturned by her. It was chaotic like a chicken flying and a dog jumping. "Tomorrow, you will be resurrected with full health in the same place?"

Péi Zhīwèi turned his head and looked at her with a smile that was not quite a smile. After a long while, he asked slowly and deliberately, "So, were you planning to have a baby for me in the next three to five years?"

It's up to you how you think about it.

Pei Zhiwei tidied up the items on the coffee table and picked up the medical examination report, saying, "If you want me to leave, I'll leave. Why should I?"

Fuling stared blankly at the floor, then shook her head and said, "I don't know either."

All her worries were resolved by him. Pei Zhiwei is indeed not good at comforting people, as he himself said. He simply accompanied her, apart from analyzing the condition in detail and listing several feasible treatments, there was nothing else. She let him manipulate her like a puppet on a string. Finally, he suggested, "I think it's better this way. The heart problem will eventually require surgery, so it's better to treat it early and cut off the root cause. The tumor will require medication for a period of time, and the key is to have a good mood and avoid excessive thinking. Nowadays, taking a Gap Year is popular. Why don't you just resign, take a good rest, have a healthy diet, and exercise more?" He sighed impatiently and added, "I have to say, your test results are really not good. Your usual lifestyle habits are not good, and although many indicators are not a big problem individually, when they all come together, it can be life-threatening. I will discuss the specifics with other doctors. How about that?"

Suddenly she realized something, opened her eyes wide, reached out to push him, but Pei Zhiwei stopped her. He knew it was not the right time, but still held onto her. Fuling suddenly became fully awake, struggled with all her strength to break free from his embrace, jumped barefoot to the ground, and pointed at him in panic, saying, "Pei Zhiwei, what are you doing!"

Have you paid attention to nutrition? Pei Zhiwei said angrily, "How did I get deceived by you? I thought you were a particularly virtuous and capable woman who knows how to live a good life! Look at how many takeout receipts are in your drawer! Every time you find a good TV series, you can't wait to stay up all night to finish watching it! I'm so embarrassed to admit that I know you!"

She watched Pei Zhiwei tidy up the kitchen and living room without any resistance, wondering if most doctors have a bit of cleanliness obsession. When he comes to her place, he never tolerates any mess. He helped her reheat the rice porridge, rearranged the packed clothes into the wardrobe, and even resealed Ye Yang's box of belongings... After washing his hands, he sat next to her, seeing her mood improve, and suddenly smiled mischievously: "I'll switch shifts one day and accompany you to tidy up. Have you figured out how to annoy your twisted supervisor? Feeling pleased?"

Will the surgical fee be very expensive?Fuling still feels a bit hesitant, "I'm afraid that if I get sick alone, my parents will not be able to make ends meet."

She took a few deep breaths and let out a heavy sigh, saying, "My mind is a mess."

Fuling looked at him blankly, then turned to look out the window in confusion. It was pitch black outside, and for a moment she couldn't tell the time. Then she shouted at Pei Zhiwei, "What's it to you! Why are you rummaging through my things? Don't think you can come here and mess with me! Whether I've eaten or not is none of your business!"

Fuling opened her mouth, and after a long while, she finally said, "You don't have to..." She wanted to say, "You don't have to be so good to me," but she realized that they were not a couple in a serious relationship with a foundation of emotions. How could she let Pei Zhiwei do so much for her? However, when the words were about to come out, she stopped herself, feeling that it would be too awkward to say these things at this moment.

Péi Zhīwèi looked at the time: "It's almost two o'clock. When did you start sleeping? I see that the congee in your kitchen has been cooking for seven or eight hours. Haven't you eaten anything all afternoon?"

Alright, don't act cute after taking advantage.

Péi Zhīwèi held his breath, half kneeling beside the sofa, silently gazing at Fú Líng's sleeping face. There was a surge of fear in his heart, overwhelming and unstoppable. However, apart from the ticking of the clock on the wall, there was no other sound in the room. Fú Líng turned over again, inadvertently exposing her right shoulder. She reached out as if trying to grab something, fumbling for a while, but only managed to grab Péi Zhīwèi's arm. She pouted her face, seemingly dissatisfied, and then pulled him into her arms, half embracing him like a pillow. Péi Zhīwèi accidentally stumbled forward and felt his blood rushing to his head. He kissed her passionately as if under a spell. Fú Líng turned over again, inadvertently exposing her right shoulder. She reached out as if trying to grab something, fumbling for a while, but only managed to grab Péi Zhīwèi's arm. She pouted her face, seemingly dissatisfied, and then pulled him into her arms, half embracing him like a pillow. Péi Zhīwèi accidentally stumbled forward and felt his blood rushing to his head. He kissed her passionately as if under a spell.

Really? And what is the heart? I didn't find any major problems during my previous physical examinations. They just said I had bradycardia and some vein issues from time to time. The recommendations in the results were always the same as others, such as paying attention to nutrition and exercising more, but I never took it seriously. How come it's so serious this time?

He asked "how" with his mouth, but with an unquestionable tone. Fu Ling was shocked and said, "How can you resign?" He patted her head and smiled, "It's only been a year or so, you can't bankrupt me yet. We'll just have two servings of boiled cabbage and a piece of tofu every day."