Wanwan is not Wanwan: Who will spoil you after you are reborn?

After Shen Wanwan returned to the yard, she did not go directly back to her dormitory, but pushed open the door of Pei Wanwan's dormitory and walked in.

Pei Wanwan was holding her eyelids tightly open. Why hasn’t Wanwan come back yet? If she doesn’t come back soon, I’m really going to fall asleep.

As she was thinking, she heard the door creak open in a daze. She was startled and opened her eyes instantly. She saw a familiar figure and smiled.

"Wanwan, you're finally back. You might not know this, but I've rejected Duke Zhou's sincere invitations several times just to wait for you to come back."

Shen Wanwan glanced at her, turned around and closed the door first.

She had so much to say to her, and she had to think carefully about which one to talk about first.

"Wanwan, how do you feel about your body now?"

Pei Wanwan blinked and felt good about herself. "No, Wanwan, what do you mean? I've been waiting for your news, and the first thing you asked when you came back was if I was sick?"

"Wanwan, you know I never joke unless the person deserves a beating."

"You mean I deserve a beating?"

"I'm not kidding you. Look at my expression now. It's very serious, right? To tell you the truth, I'm very serious right now."

Pei Wanwan looked at Shen Wanwan seriously, then suddenly burst out laughing. "Please stop teasing me! Let me look at my face. Can I be serious?"

"Your brother Xuan may not be dead yet, and you have already met him."

"Shen Wanwan, if you say something like that again, I'm going to get angry. Who told you my cousin was dead? He just disappeared... What did you just say?"

Pei Wanwan suddenly sat up, grabbed Shen Wanwan's hand and squeezed it tightly. Shen Wanwan staggered and took a lot of effort to steady herself. She almost fell on Pei Wanwan's wound.

"You just said that I have met my eldest cousin?"

Shen Wanwan frowned, knowing that this girl was unreliable and easily agitated. "With such a big movement, didn't you feel the sharp pain in the wound?"

"Yes, hiss! It hurts so much!"

"It's normal that it hurts. Just lie back down and be good. Lie down and I'll check you out. If the wound isn't split open, I'll talk to you seriously. If it is, I'm sorry, but I'll talk to you slowly when the wound isn't split open anymore."

Given this girl's temper, if she knew that Mo Xuan was most likely Xie Moxuan, she would definitely get up and go find him to confirm.

But who is she, Shen Wanwan? Could she allow such an unreliable thing to happen?

If Pei Wanwan really succeeded, what if she guessed wrong and Mo Xuan was not Xie Moxuan, wouldn't her plan to take her away quietly be ruined?

Sure enough, the wound split open. Fortunately, the medicine used was good and the crack was not too big. Shen Wanwan reapplied medicine for Pei Wanwan and re-bandaged it.

Seeing Shen Wanwan about to leave, Pei Wanwan grabbed her hand and refused to let go, "No, you can't leave. You piqued my curiosity but didn't take responsibility to put out the fire. Are you a scumbag?!"

Feiyue, who was just across the door, paused, turned around and ran. Was this something she could hear?

"Ling Shuang, I'm telling you in secret. I've discovered a huge secret..."

Ling Shuang said coldly: "Since it is a secret, there is no need to tell me secretly. At least I still want to stay alive for the time being."

You are so stupid! Have you forgotten what your master said before he left?

The master only asked them to ensure that no one in the house would step out of the gate of the yard, and not to enter the yard to disturb them unless the two people called them. But she even imitated others and eavesdropped around the corner. She might as well die without knowing how she died.

Feiyue covered her mouth with both hands, thought for a moment, and muttered softly, "I'm just worried about Miss Shen's injuries."

"Feiyue, don't forget that your main job is a secret guard, and your secondary job is a doctor."

Feiyue looked at Lingshuang, her eyes full of resentment, "I know, isn't it just that your cultivation is a little better than mine, and your Qinggong is a little better than mine? What's there to be proud of?"

Ling Shuang lowered her eyes, but finally opened her mouth to say a few words, "You just have too many things on your mind. One can't do two things at once, but you're trying to do three things at once. It's a wonder how much luck you can have."

Feiyue, shut up. Don’t ask me to treat you when you are injured in the future. I can’t kill you!