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"Is that Dr. Jiang?" A clear female voice suddenly came from behind. Jiang Linwan turned around and saw the woman who had come with Sister Guiying that day.

Her man was standing beside her, clearly in a good mood.

Somewhat surprised: "What good thing happened to you?"

The last time I saw this woman, she looked timid and thin. But in just over a month, she has gained a lot of weight and looks much more confident.

"I'm here to thank Dr. Jiang. I'm pregnant." The woman said with a happy expression, secretly glancing at the tall and strong man standing in front of Jiang Linwan, guessing that this must be Lu Tuan.

He and Dr. Jiang are truly a perfect match, both handsome and beautiful.

"Congratulations," Jiang Linwan said with a smile.

The woman handed the basket to Jiang Linwan: "Dr. Jiang, you are a skilled doctor, you will definitely be able to cure your man. I also wish you and your man can have your own child soon."

She spoke softly, almost in a whisper.

However, Lu Qiyue still managed to hear it. He had heard a lot about Jiang Linwan's medical skills recently, especially from these fishermen, who said that they were even better than Dean Chen's.

Perhaps one day she will be able to heal herself, and they will be able to have their own child.

"Thank you for your blessing." Lu Qiyue's voice was filled with joy.

The woman looked surprised and delighted. Good heavens, Lu Tuan's hearing is amazing! Good heavens, the high and mighty Lu Tuan is actually talking to her.

Even after the two figures disappeared, the woman still felt dizzy. She turned to her husband and said excitedly, "I didn't expect Commander Lu to be so approachable. No wonder he was able to marry such a good wife as Dr. Jiang."

Jiang Linwan followed Lu Qiyue home, her mind filled with his words of thanks for his blessing!

What do you mean? Qi Yue also wants a child? With her?

She must be overthinking it. Qi Yue probably just wants a child of his own. If he didn't like children, he wouldn't have adopted Song Zixuan.

"Qiyue." A voice pulled Jiang Linwan back to reality.

Ever since Song Manru learned that Lu Qiyue was capable, she had been trying to get close to him, but Lu Qiyue seemed to be deliberately avoiding her lately. After several days of being turned away, she had no choice but to come to Lu Qiyue in person.

Looking at Jiang Linwan beside Lu Qiyue, a hint of hatred flashed in her eyes. She quickly put on a wronged look and said to Lu Qiyue, "Qiyue, Zixuan is not feeling well and keeps asking to see you. That kid has been clinging to you since he was little. Could you go and see him?"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Jiang Linwan provocatively. So what if this bitch took over Qi Yue's wife status? As long as they hadn't consummated their marriage, she still had a chance.

Jiang Linwan sensibly made room for the two of them and looked at Lu Qiyue: "You go ahead, I'll go back first."

Lu Qiyue stretched out his long arm and firmly grasped her wrist: "Come with me, and we can see what's wrong with Zixuan."

Lu Qiyue's palm was hot and strong, the force was not heavy, but it carried an inescapable restraint. Jiang Linwan tried to shake him off but failed, and was pulled towards the courtyard where Song Manru lived.

Song Manru followed behind the two, gritting her teeth in anger.

Song Zixuan wasn't sick at all. What if Jiang Linwan found out?

When they arrived at her doorstep, Song Manru gave an awkward smile: "Actually, Zixuan isn't seriously ill, he just wanted to see you."

Lu Qiyue frowned and glanced at Song Manru before leading Jiang Linwan into the house: "Take a look at Zixuan. This kid is weak and always goes to the hospital every few days. See if you can get him some treatment."

Jiang Linwan nodded, and as soon as she walked up to Song Zixuan and raised her hand, the little boy shuddered, his shoulders instinctively hunching over, his fingertips gripping the hem of his clothes tightly.

"Zixuan, this is your Aunt Jiang. You're not feeling well, she's a doctor here to check you out." Lu Qiyue lowered his head and patiently coaxed him.

This was the first time Jiang Linwan had seen him so gentle, and she couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. If it weren't for her, perhaps this child and he would be the family.

"Let me check your pulse, extend your hand," Jiang Linwan said with a smile.

Song Zixuan then extended his wrist, and Jiang Linwan carefully felt his pulse. After a moment, she frowned and said, "The child is mentally weak and easily frightened, a condition caused by prolonged fright..."

Just as she stopped, Song Zixuan saw Song Manru with a gloomy face behind Jiang Linwan and was so frightened that she quickly tried to pull her hand back behind her.

Through the wide sleeves, Jiang Linwan spotted a red mark under his sleeve. Just as she was about to reach out to look, Song Manru quickly pushed her away, hugged Song Zixuan in her arms, and said with red eyes, "Ever since Jiang Xun left..."

When we went back to our hometown, those people bullied us, a widow and her child, and would always knock on our door in the middle of the night. Zixuan became much more timid after that.

"Nurse Song, Zixuan's arm seems to be injured," Jiang Linwan couldn't help but remind him.

Song Manru glared at her warily: "I know, it's because my poor Zixuan lost his father at such a young age and is always bullied at school and called a bastard."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Linwan felt an overwhelming sense of guilt.

"Who insulted him?" Lu Qiyue's face darkened. Song Zixuan was the child of a martyr and hero, yet he was being treated like this by others. It seemed that those people needed to be taught a lesson.

"It's a few kids from his school, Qiyue. Could you pick up and drop off Xuan for the next few days?"

"That will shut those people up." Song Manru wiped away her tears.

Lu Qiyue hummed in agreement: "I will go and explain things to those people."

Song Manru said excitedly, "Thank you, Qiyue." After she finished speaking, she looked at Jiang Linwan triumphantly. When she and Qiyue went to pick up the children from school tomorrow, outsiders would naturally be able to see who was the one paired with Lu Qiyue.

Lu Qiyue checked the time and led Jiang Linwan out of the Song family.

As soon as the two left, Song Manru glared at Song Zixuan with a gloomy expression: "Tomorrow your Uncle Lu will pick you up from school. Remember to call him Dad, okay?"

If you don't behave, you can go sleep in the woodshed.

Song Zixuan trembled with fear, curled up, and nodded quickly.

When Jiang Linwan returned home, she picked up her medical book and went into her spatial dimension. She had to cure Qiyue's illness as soon as possible and see if she could apply for a house on Dayu Island so that she could have a place to live after divorcing Qiyue as soon as possible.

She was reading in the room, while Lu Qiyue's footsteps could be heard from the living room from time to time.

It was past 10 p.m. when Lu Qiyue was still wandering around outside. He had been gone for more than two hours, and the little girl hadn't even asked him once.

Will Song Jingming's method actually work?

Just as he was about to go back inside in disappointment, Jiang Linwan opened the door and poked her head out: "Brother Qiyue, aren't you sleepy?"

"It's getting a bit hot, and I can't sleep," Lu Qiyue said in a deep voice as he quickly sat down at the table upon hearing the noise.

Jiang Linwan looked embarrassed, only then did she think of this. These past few days the weather has been getting hotter and hotter, and she would be covered in sweat without a fan.

She has a fan in her room, but Qi Yue doesn't.

"Brother Qiyue, why don't you move the fan to your room? I'm not that hot either," Jiang Linwan said.

Lu Qiyue sat there, his military uniform upright and composed, but his ears were secretly turning red: "I'll go to your room and make a makeshift bed on the floor, so we can both enjoy the fan."

"I'll buy another one once they get fans in town," he quickly added, trying to cover up his guilty conscience.

Jiang Linwan was stunned for a moment. Before she could speak, Lu Qiyue went back to the room to get the bedding and mats.