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Chapter 1181 Mrs. Lan’s Seasonal Love (1)

"Sir, madam is fine. I'm just sleepy now. I'll be fine after waking up and taking the medicine," said the family doctor.

was talking.

The Mrs. Lan who was lying in Mr. Lan's arms suddenly woke up.

The family doctor thought Mrs. Lan was ill again.

He was so frightened that he was about to back away.

Not only was he startled, even Mr. Lan subconsciously hugged Mrs. Lan tightly again.

And Mrs. Lan blinked, and said softly, "Ah Ji."

Mr. Lan's name is Lan Ji.

Hearing his wife's call, he replied without hesitation, "I'm here."

Mrs. Lan stopped talking, she rubbed against Mr. Lan's arms, and let out a heavy sigh.

a long time.

Only then did he speak very slowly, "Ah Ji, am I sick again?"

"No," said Mr. Lan in a calm and gentle voice, "you were dreaming, and you are not sick."

"Don't lie to me, I can feel it," Madam Lan chuckled, "My arm still hurts."

Mr. Lan fell silent for a moment.

The family doctor said quickly at this opportunity, "Sir, it's time for Madam to take medicine."

Mr. Lan didn't speak, just nodded and went to get the medicine bottle.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Lan in his arms suddenly became emotional at this moment, "No, I don't want to take medicine! Ah Ji, I don't want it!"

Mr. Lan had no choice but to stop, and put the medicine back, "Okay, don't take it."

Everyone was also more discerning, they all retreated collectively, closed the door, and left the space for Mrs. Lan and Mr. Lan.

The boy outside the door and Yang Moyan were standing there at the same time.

Lin Zhaoxia leaned back against the wall, put her hands in her pockets, and with her eyes indifferently, chatted with Yang Moyan, "Have you found the rest?"

Yang Moyan also leaned his back against the wall, his eyes narrowed, "I found it, we can meet each other anytime."

"That's right," the young man smiled lazily, "Look at the clues from the Lan family, and then we'll go to the Ye family to check."

Yang Moyan had no objections.

The two stood at the door for almost half an hour.

The closed door was finally opened from the inside.

Mr. Lan sighed deeply, "I made you laugh, today."

"What did Uncle Lan say?" When the boy became obedient, it was really hard to find any shortcomings. "Uncle Lan, we have a request to tell you."

For the boy who helped him just now, Mr. Lan nodded very kindly, "Xiao Xia, let's talk."

"It's best not to take Madam Lan's medicine. Madam Lan doesn't have a migraine, but other symptoms. Second, we need to have a private meeting with Madam Lan to talk about something."

Mr. Lan was taken aback when the young man said these words, "It's okay to meet alone, but I don't know if she will agree."

The young man grinned his lips, with a smile with red lips and white teeth, and his delicate and handsome eyes, and his energetic appearance was very dazzling, "Mrs. Lan will definitely agree."

Mr. Lan paused, then asked again, "My wife, what is the disease?"

"Occipital Lobe Epilepsy and Other Conditions of Psychology."

Mr. Lan's face changed slightly, "How to prove it?"

Lin Zhaoxia smiled, calmly, and narrated what Yang Moyan told her before and the Mr. Lan in front of her.

After listening to Mr. Lan, his pupils froze, and it took him a long time to recover, "What are the psychological symptoms?"

The boy in front of him shook his head at him, "We have never had contact with Mrs. Lan, so I'm sorry Uncle Lan, we don't know about it either."

(End of this chapter)