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“If you make it back alive, we’ll discuss the issue again. But if you don’t get off the operating table, I’ll deal with Shuixian myself.”

Tang Daye shook his head, this little girl, really…

He looked at the essential oil bottle in his hand, “Does this thing really work?

Xiao Qian seemed to hear his doubt and turned around, “Sometimes faith can have a good effect against diseases. When you feel like you can’t hold on, think about your daughter and treat the essential oil I gave you as a miracle cure. It will definitely help you return safely.”

She didn’t know if it could kill cancer cells, but she had once used this kind of suggestive method to prolong the lives of many terminally ill patients. Never underestimate the power of faith, but Xiao Qian knew that ten bottles of essential oil couldn’t compare to the impact Shuixian had on Tang Daye.

That was the faith that carried him through.

Xiao Qian had been troubled these days, pondering a very important matter for her and Yu Minglang.

Tang Daye and Shuixian’s affairs made the already heavy-hearted Xiao Qian even more wavering.

Upon returning home, she took out the essential oil burner, lit the sandalwood oil that aids in meditation, and sat cross-legged on the bed, relaxing her mind to think.

Yu Minglang is a very good man. Although he is still somewhat immature, he has done so much for Xiao Qian, which she has seen and remembered in her

heart.

She thought she could control the pace and date him step by step, and perhaps wait until the right time when she was strong enough to take on the role of mother and conceive a life with him.

But something went wrong.

She seemed to be even more invested in their relationship than in her past life.

When Yu Minglang’s coming and going, and everything that mvolved her emotions, began affecting her judgment, Xiao Qian had a strong sense of unease.

She was used to keeping her destiny in her own hands, but as she contmued with Yu Minglang, she really didn’t know what she would become.

She had felt this before in her past life, so she promptly ran away.

But now it seemed even worse than in her past life. She would be happy and even excited by Yu Minglang’s presence, but when he left, she would be sad. As a psychologist, such strong emotional fluctuations were not a good thing.

It turned out that the problem between the two of them in their past life has always been there, and the contradiction became more serious because of her emotional investment in him.

The sound of a TV series came from downstairs. Jia Xiufang and Chen Zilong were watching the popular Kangxi Dynasty.

There were few programs that could be enjoyed together by menopausal women and young playboys, but they always watched this show together and heatedly discussed it.

While Xiao Qian was meditating, she heard Jia Xiufang cry. She hurriedly got up and opened her eyes to go downstairs but heard her playboy brother comforting her.

“Mom, don’t cry. The TV drama is fake.”

“Damn it, Kangxi is such an awful person, how could he let Rong Fei clean the toilet? Men are all the same, just like your dad, too heartless.”

Xiao Qian returned to her seat, relieved that it was just a disagreement over the TV plot.

“Don’t be silly, how can my dad compare to Emperor Kangxi? He’s an emperor, and I want to be that kind of man too, domineering!” The teenager in the midst of adolescence especially admired Kangxi’s commanding demeanor.

“Domineering my ass! Didn’t you see this bastard sent his favorite woman to clean the toilet? Eh? The screenwriter isn’t any better, making up nonsense!” Jia Xiufang’s anger was accompanied by Chen Zilong’s cry of grievance.

Xiao Qian smirked, it seemed that her brother had been caught in the crossfire of her menopausal mother, getting reprimanded.

-I don’t get this part either, I’ll go ask my sister.” Chen Zilong’s IQwas only enough to understand the emperor’s various roaring and slashing, not the underlying meaning.

Xiao Qian closed her eyes and continued her meditation yoga.

“Sis, sis!” Chen Zilong burst into the room, smelled the fragrance in the air, saw the lit essential oil burner and his older sister sitting cross-legged, and nervously let out, “Ah!”

“Sis! Are you practicing that, what-what-what? Something’s wrong, Mom, my sister is going to lose it! She’s sitting cross-legged!”

Xiao Qian threw a pillow at him.

-Shut up! Can’t a person sit cross-legged without practicing that, what-what, huh? This is yoga meditation!”

Being uncultured isn’t terrible, what’s terrible is being uncultured and talking nonsense!

“Really? It all looks the same to me, and it’s quite scary…By the way, sis, I wanted to ask you something. What do you think Emperor Kangxi was thinking?”

-Go ask Kangxi.” She hadn’t seen the show, it was a hit, but Xiao Qian rarely had the time to watch such things.

“If he was alive, I’d definitely ask him. Why did he send his favorite woman to clean the toilets? And got her killed by a toilet! Mom was even crying, I’m asking for her!”

“I haven’t seen the plot, but few emperors’ love is genuine. Even if it is, it must be cut off to avoid affecting judgment. It’s like growing a potted plant, too many branches and tendrils will actually slow it down.” Xiao Qian went and put out the essential oil burner.

Her recent lack of communication with Yu Minglang made her more sensitive, and she shouldn’t be thinking so much. Since they had decided to be together, they should find ways to overcome the challenges.

She wasn’t Empress Kangxi, and Xiao Qiang wasn’t Rong Fei; she should have a longer journey with him. Growing slowly didn’t matter; she still had time.

“Sis, your phone’s ringing!”

Xiao Qian picked up her phone and, seeing the three words on it, hesitated for a moment.

Yu Xiaoqiang?

“Xiao Mei, miss me?” His energetic voice came through the phone.

“You have time now?” Her mood improved instantly upon hearing his voice.

Her addiction to him ran too deep, her affection, too deep, so deep that she was somewhat out of control.

“In a few days, I might have a long time to be with you. Xiao Mei, are you happy?”

Hearing this, Xiao Qian not only didn’t feel happy but her face darkened, her heart sinking.

“Tell me, what’s your address?”

She felt that the courage she had just built up was slowly freezing.

“I’m out of town right now, waiting for me to get back! Ah, I can’t talk anymore, I’m very busy.” Yu Minglang hung up the phone, then grinned at the white coat in front of him.

“Let’s get started.”

“After taking the medicine, you still have to call Xiao Qian?”

-What can I do? It hurts so much, I have to distract my attention somehow. Ah, can you be lighter?”

“You’re really lucky to still be alive!” The doctor speaking was none other than Mother Yu.

“Mom, you’re my own mother, how can you be so ruthless – ah!” Yu Minglang let out a scream as Mother Yu applied the hot medicine to his left shoulder and swiftly bandaged him.

-Ah, can you be gentler? Where’s the dean? Someone, change the doctor! This old lady is way too heavy-handed!” Yu Minglang complained loudly.

Mother Yu was annoyed, and she pointed at his head, “You’re still yelling? Learn from Guan Yu, who didn’t make a sound while having his bone scraped to treat the poison!”

“Well, Hua Tuo didn’t have such heavy hands as you either! My left shoulder just has a minor fracture, but you’re pressing it like I’m dying!”