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although it was hot during the day, the night wind was also very cold.
there was only one day and two nights left before the deadline given by yan chi. when fu chen called song fengwan, he had just finished a meeting with duan linbai.
â iâm going out for dinner with lin bai tonight. do you want me to go back and pick you up? â
â itâll only take an hour for a meal. iâll send you back after iâm done. â
fu chen thought to himself that song fengwan had been working hard on her manuscript. he had been locked up in the studio recently and hadnât come out much. he wanted to take him to improve his food.
âno, you guys go ahead. iâm very busy and canât spare time.â
âthatâs fine,â
after fu chen hung up the phone, duan linbai laughed. â sister-in-law, as long as the deadline is up, youâll become an abandoned homeless old man. â
â you talk too much and youâre full of energy. please take care of her for this project. sister-in-law is in the hospital every day and youâre also staying in an empty room every night. why donât you find something to do and live a more fulfilling life? â
in recent years, xu jiamu had been promoted to a core doctor in the department. although he didnât always do trivial things like before, he handled major operations, and once he got busy, he didnât know whether to work day or night.
duan linbai was once worried that she would die from overwork if she slept like this, so he insisted on taking her to a special hospital for a physical examination.
in fact, the hospital arranged for a physical examination for xu jiamu every year. she was a doctor herself, so she knew her bodyâs condition. however, she still let a certain someone take him to the physical examination.
she told him to shut up so that he wouldnât bother her every day.
when the results came out, it turned out that there was a problem with his body, so he stayed at home for a month as a medicine jar.
xu jiamu looked at the report and glanced at him. â what are you doing when iâm not home? why is your body so overdrawn?â
duan linbai was also dumbfounded. he didnât do anything!
she was law-abiding outside and came home on time to take care of her child. how could her body be exhausted?
*
in the capital of yunjin.
after song fengwan hung up, it was time for dinner.
fu qinyuan had to revise his paper. after a few simple bites, he went into the study. huaisheng had dinner outside that night and was not back.
after song fengwan finished her meal, she took a stroll outside to digest her food. when she saw the time, she suddenly remembered that yu manxiâs â beings â program was about to air. she had seen the programâs preview, and it seemed that tonightâs program would be more exciting.
a program would take 40 to 50 minutes, so it wouldnât be too late for him to draw up a script after watching it.
the helper in the kitchen even thoughtfully cut a plate of fruit for her.
this was originally a program for peopleâs livelihood, and it was all about the parents âshortcomings. today, they were talking about the news of a student who could not bear the burden of his studies and chose to commit suicide. at this time, the parents were arguing with the school.
â aiyo, luckily the child was saved. sheâs at such a tender age, why is she so depressed? â the helper also sat by the side and watched the show for a while.
âhomework can never be finished. this child is giving herself too much pressure.â
âyour mental fortitude isnât good enough.â
â compared to his future, that bit of homework is nothing. besides, at most, heâll be criticized by the teacher. itâs not a big deal. â
the helper smiled and glanced at her. she was too embarrassed to ask her how the draft was going.
she had been working here for quite a few years and was well aware that there would always be a few days in a year where song fengwan would stay up late to draft. she would even work late into the night without sleeping, eating, or drinking.
seeing that it was almost time, the auntie packed her things and went home. song fengwan looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was almost nine.
it seemed like ...
he could still struggle a little more.
moreover, it was the weekend, and all the major satellite channels were starting to appear on variety shows. she sat on the sofa and actually followed some of them.
fu qinyuan finished writing his thesis and went into the water. he felt helpless when he saw that she was still having fun even though she was â at deathâs door â.
most importantly, no one could help her with her draft. in the end, she would have to suffer.
âmom, itâs almost 10 o âclock,â
song fengwan raised her eyebrows. â i think we can wash up and go to bed. â
fu qinyuan was speechless.
the deadline is tomorrow. are you really that confident that youâre still thinking of sleeping?
*
at this moment, along with the sound of the engine, a blinding light flashed through the window.
fu qinyuan was drinking water when he saw his mother turn off the tv and run upstairs. â your father must be back. donât tell him iâve been watching the tv. â
song fengwan wanted to go to the studio to put on an act.