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Chapter 687: Chapter 6871 can hardly keep making it up
“The child is barely a month old, and you’re already thinking about me having a second one?”
“That seems a bit too eager.”
Thankfully, Chen Haobo countered, “We shouldn’t have another right now, at least not until Qiuqiu’s health is fully recovered.”
“As long as you are willing to have more, that’s fine.”
Chen Haobo touched his nose, “I haven’t even discussed it with Qiuqiu yet, the child comes from her, I have to respect her wishes.” Thê sourc𝗲 of this conte/nt n/o/v/(𝒆l)bi((n))
“What if she says she doesn’t want to have more, you’ll just give up on having children?” Mrs. Chen was dissatisfied, “Mum isn’t insisting on a boy, but when you two get old, not having a son to take care of you will be lonely.”
“Mum, daughters are more attentive than sons, so having a daughter is fine too.”
“That may be true, but once a daughter is married, it’s not convenient for her to always be at her parents’ home taking care of you.” Chen’s mother kept muttering as she counted the cash gifts, no longer bringing up the subject of a second child, “Qiuqiu’s good friend came today, have you seen the full-month gift she brought? Wow, truly, only wealthy people are so generous.”
“She has a special relationship with Qiuqiu and really likes the baby, that’s why she gave so much.”
Mrs. Chen muttered, “Such a friend is worth keeping, they are rich, and in the future if you need help, what great connections—that will be, make sure Qiuqiu doesn’t grow distant from her.”
“Mum, Qiuqiu is close to her because of their friendship since high school, don’t just focus on the fact that they’re wealthy.”
Ye Qiuqiu heard it all and didn’t bother to go downstairs, turning around and heading upstairs to be with her daughter.
Meanwhile, Lin Gantang, who had returned to the hotel, kicked off her shoes and sat on the soft bed. She dialed Wen Yanqing’s number.
“Hello, Miss Lin?”
Lin Gantang heard Yi Qian’s voice and said, “It’s me, is Yanqing with you? Is he still busy?”
“Uh, yes, working overtime.”
“He has to work overtime? He mentioned he had an important client meeting today, what client needs to talk until this late?”
A flurry of questions nearly stumped Yi Qian, who hastily improvised, “Ah, the client didn’t arrive during the day, only coming now, so we had no choice.”
“So, he’s been waiting at the company until now?”
Yi Qian was running out of fabrications, not knowing what the CEO had told Miss Lin before leaving and not expecting her to call at this moment.
He glanced at the examination room and, with a brazen face, said, “No, the CEO arrived at the company only around evening. Miss Lin don’t worry, I’ll remind him to rest and not to overexert himself.”
“How much longer will you be busy? I’ll call Yanqing later.”
Yi Qian quickly said, “We’re nearing the end, how about I have the CEO call you when we’re done?”
This time, Lin Gantang didn’t ask further and replied, “Then please send him home later, thank you, Special Assistant Yi.”
“No trouble at all, it’s my duty.”
Lin Gantang hung up the call, and Yi Qian breathed a sigh of relief.
Inside the examination room, Wen Yanqing heard the doctor flipping through the medical reports. After a long while, he heard the doctor ask, “Are you still experiencing a drilling pain in your head?”
“Yes, the pain is more pronounced at night.”
“You’ve suffered a severe head injury, but the surgery results showed it was a success. I’ve looked at your latest medical reports, and nothing problematic was found.”
The doctor said, “At this point, we can’t determine the specific reason for the pain in your brain, Mr. Wen. You must understand that our medical research on the brain is still quite shallow, with many mysteries yet to be unraveled.”
Wen Yanqing, “Then my eyes…”
“Your vision has not been restored, which may be affected by neural issues in the brain.”
Wen Yanqing’s body tensed slightly, “If my headache doesn’t improve, does that mean I might never be able to see again?”