Chapter 200 - Zhao Xiumei is Ill
President Wife is Pretty and Cool
âI didnât do anything, I was wronged!â
Fu Guosheng shouted.
This matter had various opinions online and caused an uproar.
Lan Anran smiled happily. This was the result of bullying her brother!
When Lan Yanran saw the news, he couldnât stop smiling.
âSis Wang, youâre the best!â
Lan Yanran praised.
âOf course. But itâs strange. I donât know who sent me dirt about Fu Guosheng. If that old fellow Fu Guosheng hadnât pressure you so much, I wouldnât have bothered. This person sure knows how to seize opportunities,â Wang Qing raised her cup of coffee and said.
âNext, can I start filming?â Lan Yanran asked happily.
âNow that Fu Guosheng is down, you can be considered to have risen in the entertainment circle without his suppression. In the past few days, you not only had more schedules, but there were also several branded endorsements that were interested in collaborating with you. I didnât expect that a greenhorn like you would be able to attract such a big deal. However, you should maintain your popularity now and take advantage of Fu Guoshengâs incident to gain more fans. That way, there will be more endorsements looking for you.â
Wang Qing plotted.
âThank you Sis Wang, I will work hard.â
Lan Yanran looked at his phone with a smile, his mood extremely good.
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Because Lan Anran had stopped all her activities, she seemed a little bored and could only continue her research in the countryside. She extracted the essence of one of Qian Xiangâs leaves and infused it into the medicine for the mice. The test results were indeed much better. After many tests, she felt a little relieved. She took some and prepared them for Mo Jinrong.
At this moment, Lan Tingyun suddenly called and spoke in a hurry.
âCrap! Anran, come back quickly, your grandma canât make it anymore, come back and take a look!â
Lan Anran was taken aback. Zhao Xiumei, that old thing, lived longer than her in her past life. How could she be dead now?
There might be something going on!
Lan Anran hurried back. She wanted to see what this old thing was up to!
Zhao Xiumei was convulsing all over and lying unconscious in the hospital. The doctor had issued a critical illness notice several times.
Lan Tingyi and Lan Tingyun were panicking at the door.
âLan Tingyun! Itâs all your fault that Mom became like this. Because of you, she sighs every day and is in a bad mood. She couldnât eat properly and she couldnât sleep. Now that she has become like this, how are you going to be responsible?â
Lan Tingyi grabbed Lan Tingyunâs collar.
âTingyi, you canât blame Tingyun for this, right? If it werenât for the things you did, Mom wouldnât have become like this. Tell me, if you had found a good job, she wouldnât have to be so worried!â
Li Yueru persuaded.
âShut up! What has the Lan Familyâs matters got to do with you? How dare you say this?Itâs because of you and your daughter that made Mom angry!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Lan Tingyi cursed.
Several nurses walked out of the room.
âOld Mrs. Lan is awake, you can go in.â
Lan Tingyun grabbed a nurse and asked, âDoctor, how is my mom? What illness does she have?â
âThe inspection report isnât out yet, letâs wait for the results,â the nurse said.
Lan Tingyun rushed in immediately and knelt at the door with tears in his eyes.
âMom, what happened to you?â
âTingyun, Mom is old and doesnât have many days left to live. I just hope that you can help your brother. I wasnât able to eat or sleep the past few days. I know my health. You can help your brother on the account that Iâm about to die. He is the one Iâm most worried about.â
Zhao Xiumei lay on the hospital bed and spoke weakly.
âMom, you will get better.â
Lan Tingyun held her hand and choked.
âIâm well aware of my health and there arenât many good days left. After I leave, I hope you can help me take care of your brother. He isnât very capable and has a bad temper. You should give in more. The old house at home was left behind by your father. I hope you can buy it back. After all, it was a thought and after my death, I wanted to return to my roots. I know that I had neglected you all these years and only knew when my time was up. I have let you down.
Tingyun, forgive me. I know all these years, but your brother is too weak and I didnât take good care of you. You and your brother will have to depend on each other from now on. â
Zhao Xiumei said a lot in one breath, but she wasnât tired. Lan Tingyun was busy being sad, but he didnât notice that Lan Tingyi was even smiling behind him.
âMom, stop talking and have a good rest. You will get better.â
Xu Yanshan persuaded.
âMom, Tingyun might not be able to help us with the house. This is your last wish. As your eldest son, I will definitely help you fulfill it.â
Lan Tingyi deliberately knelt in front of Zhao Xiumei and cried.
âTingyi, how can you do it yourself? Iâll help you. Mom, you have to stay well, Iâll help him.â
Lan Tingyun wiped his tears. In the past, he hated his mother, but now, it is all gone.
Li Yueru couldnât say much, as Old Mrs. Lan was about to die.
At this moment, Lan Anran rushed to the hospital with her bag. She was a little surprised to see Zhao Xiumei lying on the hospital bed, gasping for breath.
In her past life, she died, but Zhao Xiumei didnât. In this life, Zhao Xiumei was gone so quickly. If she really died, she would be happy for a few days, but it would probably be a ruse to gain sympathy.