"Mommy?"

Yan Zhengling made a silence gesture towards them. He didn't have time to explain to them the reason for his appearance here. He just said urgently: "Your dad wants to go back to Wuyou Garden. You two help me lead the others away."

Zhan Su stepped forward, supported his father, and said, "Mommy, let me help you."

Hanbao walked outside, "I'll lure the others away."

Zheng Ling took Zhan Hanjue to the backyard of Xiangding Garden, where Zheng Ling's car was parked. He carefully put Zhan Hanjue into the car, and Zhan Su got into the driver's seat, "I'll drive you back."

Zheng Ling sat in the back seat next to Zhan Hanjue.

Zhan Hanjue rested his head on Zheng Ling's shoulder, coughing violently from time to time.

"Um."

After Zhan Su left, Zhan Hanjue and Zheng Ling looked at each other.

Zhan Hanjue opened his arms and said, "Come here and let me hug you."

When they returned to Wuxi Garden, Zhan Su helped her daddy to the bed, and couldn't wait to say goodbye to daddy and mommy, "I'll go back to Bixi first. I'm afraid that by this time, Bixi Manor will have a big commotion. Mommy...

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Zhan Su walked up to Zheng Ling and gave him a gentle hug, "Mommy, welcome home."

Zheng Ling smiled brightly and said, "Susu, please explain it to grandpa carefully."

But these fears could not defeat her. On the contrary, Zheng Ling became stronger. She had to stand up bravely and become extremely strong in order to protect the people she loved.

Zhan Hanjue smiled and said: "Fool, I have slowly become old. Of course I will get sick."

"You are not old." Zheng Ling denied with a cry.

Zheng Ling walked over, hugged him gently, and said sadly: "You can also get sick."

Zhan Hanjue's illness brought a lot of fear and insights to Zheng Ling.

She knew that Lord Zhan Han was only a mortal, with a mortal body, and would be subject to birth, old age, illness, and death. Although she knew that this was a law that no one could escape, Zheng Ling was filled with fear when it happened to Lord Zhan Han.

"Brother Jue, have a good rest." Zheng Ling let go of him and carefully helped him onto the bed.

Although Zhan Hanjue's condition has worsened, he was in a bright mood after seeing Zheng Ling, so he was in good spirits.

Zheng Ling saw his cheeks were blushing and touched his forehead. The hot forehead made Zheng Ling frown.

Zhan Hanjue patted her thin back, "Okay, I'm not old."

He doesn't really think that he is old, but he hopes that Zheng Ling will realize that the rest of their lives are limited and infinitely precious. He hopes that she will spend more time with him.

I didn't expect Zheng Ling to be so resistant to his aging...

"I have to find a way to reduce your fever."

"Then take a bath." Zhan Hanjue said with an evil smile.

Zheng Ling criticized him with a stern face, "You are sick, please calm down."

"You have a fever?"

Zhan Hanjue said: "It's okay. It happened over and over again. It went away after the inflammation was eliminated."

Zheng Ling looked at Zhan Hanjue, who was indifferent to his condition, and his face became serious.

Zhan Hanjue looked at her quietly, his heart overflowing with happiness and sweet warmth.

Finally, Zheng Ling brought a basin of warm water, moistened the towel and gently wiped Zhan Hanjue's face with his hands...

Her movements were very gentle, as if she were touching her most beloved treasure.

However, bathing is indeed a good way to physically reduce fever.

He had many relatives, but only Zheng Ling would work hard and take care of him personally after he fell ill.
Chapter completed!