Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

After closing the door, when Lu Wanchu was lying on the bed, she realized that all her strength had been sucked out. She raised her hand and looked at her white and slender fingers. Lu Wanchu smiled bitterly.

If she could, she would also imagine ordinary girls falling in love, getting married and having children, loving each other with their lovers, and living an ordinary life.

But now, she found that she seemed unable to do so.

The rebirth she thought started again, didn't seem to be what she thought.

These three times of weakness and more and more frequent discomfort let her know that something must be wrong with her.

With her head resting on the pillow, Lu Wanchu buried herself in the quilt, bit her lips tightly, and suppressed the pain and discomfort.

After a night of nightmares, Lu Wanchu didn't wake up until the sun was high.

Lifting the quilt, she quickly washed up and had breakfast, and walked towards her own pharmacy in the villa.

She was very worried that she didn't have time, and she didn't think about anything at this moment. The only thing she thought of was refining medicine for Fu Yixing.

She also owed him the curse-controlling potion, which she had to create.

At this moment, Lu Wanchu realized that the revenge in her heart was not as important as Fu Yixing in her heart.

When she was powerless, what she thought of was not Lu Wanxin, not Lu Jianfeng, but Fu Yixing.

Even if she really couldn't stay in this body well, she still had to refine the pills, and she couldn't let Fu Yixing have an accident.

All morning, Lu Wanchu stayed in the pharmacy, constantly testing the medicine.

At the beginning, the medicine she refined could only control Fu Yixing, but it could not completely cure Fu Yixing, so she had to think of ways to improve her own medicine.

The mobile phone placed aside rang several times, but Lu Wanchu didn't seem to notice it. There were countless medical books in front of her and countless discarded medicinal materials beside her. Her face became more and more irritable, and finally she could not lean against the table.

The bell rang again, and Lu Wanchu looked up, her delicate and beautiful face was pale and bloodless.

It was Yunqin's call. Lu Wanchu concealed his emotion and answered the phone with a smile, "Yunqin."

"Wanwan, sorry to disturb you at this time."

Yunqin's tone was soft and hesitant, as if he had something to discuss with Lu Wanchu.

Some time ago, Yunqin clarified those rumors. After returning to the entertainment circle, Yunqin's popularity rose very quickly. Countless investors took a fancy to Yunqin and wanted to cooperate with her. Yunqin refused all of them and concentrated on filming Wu Jing's novel " Harem".

This IP drama became popular before it was aired, coupled with Yunqin's popularity, it has already been expected by many people.

"No interruption, what's the matter?"

Lu Wanchu got up from the stool and walked towards the window. Her eyes fell outside the window. From her perspective, she could see a group of birds jumping carefreely on the branches.

At this moment, Lu Wanchu calmed down, and she also knew that because of the three strange powerlessness, she was flustered, which was not like her usual calm.

"It's like this. A girl named Meimei I sponsored is seriously ill. I'm afraid of her...so I hope you can help her at night."

Yunqin knew that her request was a little too much, Lu Wanchu was very busy, and the place she wanted her to go was remote, she was worried that Lu Wanchu would refuse, and also worried that Lu Wanchu would not go.

Meimei is a seven or eight-year-old girl. Her family is extremely poor. Her parents died young, leaving only her and her elderly grandparents. Meimei is usually a very sensible child. She studies hard and needs to help the family when she is free, because Grandparents are old, and Meimei almost bears the burden of the whole family.