Yu Wei's eyes paused and her voice was very calm, "Zhiyao, if he needs it, I will not refuse to help him with treatment."
Meng Zhiyao's eyes lit up when she heard this. She grabbed Yu Wei's arm excitedly, "Weiwei, I knew you wouldn't ignore him. I'm going to ask him for his medical records right now!"
Seeing Meng Zhiyao rushing out like a gust of wind, Yao Lin asked in confusion, "What's wrong with her?"
Yu Wei shook her head, "Nothing."
"Is there a secret between you two that you are hiding from me?"
Yu Wei remembered that she had promised Meng Hechuan not to reveal his condition, so she held Yao Lin's shoulders and said, "Didn't you say that you would personally cook for me at noon? What time is it now, why don't you start cooking?"
"Sister, it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. Your kitchen is cleaner than my face. Go to the supermarket first."
The two of them arrived at the supermarket when Yu Wei received a call from Yan Tingsong, saying that Song Qinghe was celebrating her birthday today and invited her to dinner at the Mid-Levels Villa in the evening.
Yu Wei agreed, and Yao Lin asked curiously: "When did you become so familiar with her and invite you to her birthday?"
Yu Wei didn't think too much, "She doesn't have many friends, but I can still talk to her."
The two bought a lot of things and took them back to the clinic.
Meng Zhiyao and Meng Hechuan stood at the door of the clinic. Meng Zhiyao smiled and looked at Yu Wei, "Weiwei, I brought my cousin here."
She originally thought that bringing her cousin over would require some effort, but she didn't expect that her cousin would agree to come with her so readily.
Meng Hechuan looked at Yu Wei's somewhat pale cheeks, and his dark eyes darkened a bit.
Meng Zhiyao picked up the shopping bag in Yu Wei's hand, "Yao Lin and I went to the kitchen to prepare lunch. Weiwei, you talk to my cousin!"
With that said, Meng Zhiyao grabbed Yao Lin and took her into the kitchen.
Yao Lin looked at her angrily, "Weiwei just jumped out of one fire pit, and you dragged another fire pit over! Meng Zhiyao, you are too impatient!"
Meng Zhiyao looked helpless, "My cousin has other things to do with Weiwei. Don't talk nonsense."
"What's going on?" Yao Lin snorted coldly, "I really should take Weiwei to the temple to pay homage. How can she attract bad luck!"
In the hall, Meng Hechuan smiled at Yu Wei, "Want to sit in the yard?"
Yu Wei nodded, and the two of them entered the courtyard one after the other.
The fragrance of Sophora japonica was refreshing. Meng Hechuan raised his head and looked at the old tree in front of him, "You don't need to take Yaoyao's words seriously."
Yu Wei's eyes darkened a bit, "Have you still decided to go abroad for treatment?"
"Weiwei, although I have done too many things to make you sad, I still hope to leave a better image in your heart."
Although she had known for a long time that he would not be willing to let her treat him, Yu Wei still felt a little sad when she heard his words.
"Do you think you have a good image in my heart?" Yu Wei said deliberately, "I remember very clearly when you were spanked by Uncle Meng when you were a child."
Meng Hechuan smiled helplessly, "I didn't expect that we would be so old in a blink of an eye."
Yu Wei blinked her sour eyes.
"Weiwei, I heard from Yaoyao that you broke up with Yan Wenzhou." Meng Hechuan looked at her apologetically, "Is it because of me?"
Yu Wei shook her head, "When you fall in love, you will break up. This is a matter between him and me, and has nothing to do with anyone else."
"I know I have no position to say anything to you, but Weiwei, I really hope you can have your own happiness, even if this happiness is not given to you by me."
Meng Hechuan looked at her distressedly, "It is indeed despicable that he asked Jian Xi to do those things, but I gave him the opportunity. In the end, these things are all my fault. He just used the wrong method to love." You are not irredeemable."
Yu Wei smiled bitterly, "Not every relationship has to have a happy ending. Maybe he and I are not suitable to begin with. He is the heir to the Yan Group and his future worth will be immeasurable, and I... "
Yu Wei laughed at herself: "He's just an orphan who doesn't even know who his parents are."
"Weiwei, blood doesn't mean anything."
"Really?" Yu Wei was a little confused, "Bloodline may not mean anything, but at least it will not be given up easily."
Meng Hechuan looked at her red eyes and resisted the urge to hold her in his arms, "Weiwei, don't doubt yourself, let alone the things you once had. They all really existed."
But some things will disappear.
Meng Zhiyao helped Yao Lin, and the two of them prepared a table of meals.
Meng Zhiyao went to find someone and found Yu Wei alone sitting on a wooden chair under the tree.
"Where's my cousin?"
"I'll go back beforehand."
"Weiwei, how is he doing?"
Yu Wei shook her head, "He still decided to go abroad for treatment."
Meng Zhiyao's eyes flashed with disappointment, and she knew that things must not be that simple since her cousin agreed so readily.
In the evening, Yu Wei arrived at the Mid-Levels Villa with gifts.
Song Qinghe was sitting on the sofa in the living room, carefully dressed. Although she still looked a little haggard, she looked much better.
She specially put on a set of exquisite and beautiful clothes. When she saw Yu Wei, she smiled and waved to her, "Wei Wei."
Yu Wei walked up to her, handed her the gift in her hand, and said with a smile: "Aunt Song, I wish you a happy birthday."
Song Qinghe took the gift and opened it carefully. Inside was a pair of diamond earrings, exquisite and beautiful.
"I have noticed that you have pierced ears before, but you have never worn earrings." Yu Wei sat next to her, "I think these earrings suit you very well. You will look beautiful wearing them."
Song Qinghe looked at her with a smile, "Weiwei, can you put it on for me?"
Yu Wei took the earrings and carefully helped her put them on, "They are indeed beautiful. If you smile, they will be even more beautiful."
Song Qinghe looked at her tenderly, "Since I got sick, I rarely dress up. Every day seems to be counting the days. Weiwei, thank you for giving me such a gift. I like it very much."
Yan Tingsong walked out of the kitchen, still wearing an apron, "Qinghe, everything is ready. Didn't you say you wanted to cook in person?"
Song Qinghe responded, "Weiwei, let me cook a few special dishes to see if they suit your taste."
Yan Tingsong helped her up from the sofa and asked with some worry: "Is your health really okay?"
Song Qinghe smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm really fine."
Yan Tingsong looked at the earrings on her ears, his eyes brightened, "Why are you willing to dress up today?"
"Weiwei gave it to me, does it look good?"
"nice."
Song Qinghe prepared a table of food, all of which were on the sweet side. There were only three of them at the table. Yu Wei was a little surprised, "Did you only invite me today?"
"Qinghe doesn't like the excitement." Yan Tingsong looked at her with a smile, "Thank you for always watching over her before, so that she could wake up so quickly. Yu Wei, Qinghe and I are very grateful to you."
Yu Wei said politely: "I am Aunt Song's attending doctor, and I should do these things."
Song Qinghe said softly: "Weiwei, try it quickly. Is it delicious?"
Yu Wei picked up a mouthful of eggplant and put it in her mouth, chewing it carefully, "It's delicious."
"Then you eat more." Song Qinghe said, taking several bites for her, "Whatever you like to eat, I will make it for you in the future."
Song Qinghe's enthusiasm made Yu Wei a little overwhelmed, "Aunt Song, it's my job to help you treat your illness. You don't need to thank me specifically."
After finally finishing the meal, Song Qinghe looked at Yu Wei, "Weiwei, can you take a photo with me?"
