I became a stepmother and got rich with my cute baby.

She looked worried. "Logically, there should be no problem with the treatment methods used by me and Dr. Zeng. How could this happen?"

If Cheng Qian'an had not regained his sanity, and if his enemies came to him directly in the future, she might not be able to completely protect him.

"This is indeed strange." Doctor Zeng frowned and said, "Mr. Cheng's pulse is very strange. It had recovered a lot when I checked it the day before, but it returned to the initial state the next day."

"Is there any way to solve it?" Song Wanqing asked in a deep voice.

"Maybe what's needed is not medicine. I do have a guess. Let me think about it and come back to me tomorrow." Doctor Zeng squinted his eyes sleepily.

"Okay, I'll bother you, the genius doctor, tonight." Song Wanqing took out a stethoscope, yes, the modern one.

He handed it to him and said, "This is a stethoscope. It can more clearly hear the changes in the patient's body. It is rare, so I give it to you. Dr. Zeng, please keep it well."

Doctor Zeng looked at the rare thing in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he was no longer sleepy. He smiled kindly and said, "Don't bother me, don't bother me."

Song Wanqing pursed her lips and smiled, waved goodbye to him, and went back to her room to continue sleeping.

The doubts in my heart may be resolved tomorrow.

The next day.

Before dawn, Song Wanqing felt someone moving cautiously around her, as if they were afraid to disturb her, so they didn't dare to make too much noise.

Song Wanqing suddenly opened her eyes and looked sideways. The man's handsome face was reflected in her pupils, staring at her eagerly.

Seeing her wake up, Cheng Qi'an's eyes were filled with joy, and he said, "You're awake?"

Song Wanqing: ...

She silently glanced at the door, which was tightly closed. Then she moved her gaze to the window not far away, which was wide open.

It seems that I came back late last night and forgot to close the window.

Cheng Qianan stood up in a hurry. He saw that it was just getting light outside. Usually Song Wanqing would be fast asleep at this time. He felt a little guilty for a moment. "I woke you up. I'll go pack my things."

As he said this, he went to get the kite.

Song Wanqing looked at his running back, her eyes narrowed slightly. So he came in through the window early in the morning just to see me?

After thinking about it, she couldn't help but shake her head and laugh.

Looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, Song Wanqing couldn't fall asleep, so he just got up.

She walked to Cheng Qian'an and saw him rolling up the kites they had made last night one by one.

In addition, Cheng Qian'an also prepared some candied fruits and melons, obviously making full preparations for this trip.

Song Wanqing remained silent, watching Cheng Qian'an pack up his things one by one, feeling a warm feeling in her heart.

An idea suddenly occurred to her mind, and she suggested, "Qian, do you know what a picnic is?"

"Picnic?" Cheng Qian'an looked puzzled.

"You'll know soon. Come with me to the kitchen." As she said that, she walked towards the kitchen.

Seeing this, Cheng Qian followed closely.

Smoke rose from the kitchen, and two little heads suddenly popped out from outside the door, looking curiously at the two people busying around inside.

"Daddy, Mommy, are you making something delicious?" Erbao was the first one who couldn't hold back. He took a step forward and threw himself towards Song Wanqing's long legs, hugging her tightly with his little hands.

When Cheng Size saw his sister go in, he stopped being shy and walked in and looked at his father.

He said calmly: "Dad, do you need my help?"

Looking at the soft and chewy little baby, Song Wanqing bent down and held her in his arms, saying softly, "I'm going to make some cakes. I'll take you to the suburbs to fly kites and have a picnic later. How about that?"

He lowered his eyes to look at Cheng Size again, curled his lips and said, "Of course it is necessary. Help your father knead the dough."

Cheng Qian patted Cheng Size's little head and said, "Just do as your mother said."

A dough stick was stuffed into Cheng Size's hand. He pursed his lips and started working silently.

On the other side, Erbao was pestering Song Wanqing to play, and the family was having a great time.

By the time they had prepared everything for their picnic, the sun was just setting.

Song Wanqing asked the servants to stop the carriage at the door, and the children's faces were filled with joy.

"Okay, everyone get on the carriage. Today you all have to be obedient and don't run around. You must not leave my and dad's sight, okay?" Song Wanqing instructed, but saw a pink figure standing at the gate of the courtyard.

Her eyebrows moved slightly, and she quickly pursed her lips and smiled, saying softly: "Miss Li is here."

Li Yinyin's almond-shaped eyes were clear and sparkling. She walked in quickly from outside and called out, "Sister Song~"

Song Wanqing knew that she was probably thinking about healing her father, so she patted the children on the shoulders and let them play by themselves for a while.

Li Yinyin looked at her, unable to hide her excitement, and said, "Sister Song, I told my father about the land deed and the treatment."

Song Wanqing's eyebrows relaxed when he heard this. Looking at Li Yinyin's expression, this matter was probably done.

"Miss Li, please come in."

Song Wanqing invited the guests to sit in the main hall, and then asked with a smile, "What does Mr. Li say?"

Her smile is gentle and touching, making people feel very friendly.

Li Yinyin stared at her without blinking, thinking, Sister Song is so pretty, it's such a good opportunity for that dangerous man!

Thinking of her father's health at home, her eyes became slightly red, her throat felt sore, and her two hands hidden in her sleeves clenched quietly.

The Li family's business is important, but her father's health is more important. So no matter what, as long as there is a glimmer of hope that her father can be cured, I will try my best!

Fortunately, her father did not reject her proposal in the end.

"Madam Song, my father agrees to sell the land deed." Li Yinyin said.

Hearing this, Song Wanqing's eyes lit up, and she held the teacup in her slender hands, stroking it carefully.

Li Yinyin continued, "So I came here today just to ask Madam Song when she is free to go check on my father first?"

"I'm free now." Song Wanqing stood up, leaning on the armrest of the wooden chair, with an unconcealed smile on his lips, "If possible, I'll go with Miss Li now."

"Okay." Li Yinyin nodded, and then looked deeply at Song Wanqing, and said, "If Madam Song can really cure my father, our Li family will definitely hand over the land deed to you."

"Well, but please wait for a moment, Miss Li. I want to talk to my family." Although Song Wanqing was anxious, he did not forget the agreement he had made with his family today.

"Okay, then I'll wait for Sister Song at the door." Li Yinyin thought of the carriage she saw at the door, and she understood.

Song Wanqing nodded, came to Cheng Qian'an and the others and said a few words, asking them to go there first and she would be there within an hour.

Although Cheng Qian'an and the children felt disappointed, they did not stop Song Wanqing from doing what she was eager to do, and left first.

Song Wanqing walked up to Li Yinyin and said, "Please lead the way, Miss Li."

Li Yinyin glanced at their departing backs and said, "Okay."

The Li family was wealthy. After passing through the courtyard with carved beams and painted buildings, Li Yinyin finally led her to a house with a closed door.

Just standing at the door, you can feel a dead atmosphere.

"Sister Song, my father is inside." Li Yinyin raised her hand and slowly pushed open the door.