Addiction sets in at night; even the abstinent older man has fallen for it.

Fu Zhenlong frowned deeply, caught in a huge dilemma.

After a long pause, he replied, "How about this, Meijuan? I'll ask a friend to find a quiet place with few people. The water in the countryside should be much cleaner. Let's treat it as a trip, let Ahan relax and experience rural life abroad. If Ahan's allergies subside, we'll stay until I return to China for Ashen's wedding. Then we'll see how you and your son plan to arrange things."

He Meijuan found it a bit funny; she had come all the way from abroad, only to end up living in the countryside.

However, she could accept anything for the sake of her son's health.

I'm also quite curious to see what rural areas abroad are like.

Will it be similar to those in China?

Rural towns and villages in China are now very well-greened, and with convenient transportation, living in the countryside is much more comfortable than living in a big city, as long as you have enough savings and can make money.

The air and food in rural areas are indeed much better than in big cities.

She nodded and agreed.

Fu Zhenlong immediately called a friend in a neighboring state, who was on his way to this state to keep an eye on He Meijuan and her son.

I was surprised and delighted to learn that he had come abroad in person.

He rushed over so fast that he forgot to tell his friends.

He apologized to his friend and explained his request. His friend readily agreed and recommended a great place to him.

He made a note of it and told his friend to go back and rest first, and they would arrange to have dinner together later.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Zhenlong and He Meijuan went in to check on He Qihan's condition.

The doctor advised He Qihan to stay in the hospital for observation for two days. If the allergy did not worsen, he could continue to stay there.

Fu Zhenlong and He Meijuan both agreed with the doctor's suggestion.

The doctor opened a ward for He Qihan, and Fu Zhenlong asked He Meijuan to accompany He Qihan while he went to handle the admission procedures.

The doctor prescribed topical medication, which He Meijuan applied to He Qihan.

Fortunately, there was no allergic reaction in the awkward location.

However, He Qihan still felt awkward and embarrassed.

He wanted to apply it himself.

He Meijuan was worried and joked, "Our Ahan has grown up and become shy. Mom has said that in Mom's heart, you will always be a child who never grows up."

She applied the medicine to her back and saw that the allergic reaction wasn't too severe. After applying the medicine, she asked He Qihan, who said it wasn't as itchy anymore.

She felt a little relieved and let He Qihan fill in the rest of the area while she went out to find Fu Zhenlong.

He Qihan was the only one left in the ward.

He stared blankly into the air.

Deep down, I was actually warmed by my mother and Fu Zhenlong.

But he wouldn't allow himself to waver.

This small amount of warmth was far from enough to fill the coldness in his heart.

He closed his eyes, forcing himself to stop wavering.

He Meijuan went down to the payment counter and found Fu Zhenlong. The two sat and chatted for a while downstairs in the inpatient department before going up.

Back in the ward, He Qihan fell asleep.

The doctor gave him an anti-allergy injection, which had a sedative effect, and that's why he fell asleep so quickly.

He Meijuan touched He Qihan's forehead; it was still a little hot.

Fortunately, on her way up, she passed a small shop and bought a towel and a washbasin, which was the only way she could cool her son down.

As Fu Zhenlong stood behind, watching He Meijuan take care of He Qihan, a question suddenly occurred to him.

Did He Meijuan raise her child alone before, and this is how she managed?

They have to work and take care of their children at the same time.

He Meijuan had little education and could only do manual labor.

When the mother and son needed him most, he went and married the daughter of a wealthy businessman.

No wonder Ahan hates him so much.

It's too late to say anything now; we can only try our best to make amends.

Fortunately, after two days of observation in the hospital, He Qihan's condition did not worsen and even improved.

The doctor said I could go back and continue staying there.

But Fu Zhenlong and He Meijuan insisted on going to that amazing place recommended by their friend.

For convenience, I did not return the house here.

It's not easy to return a newly rented property.

If you want to come back later, you can just return the money from the other side.

With anticipation in their hearts, the three embarked on their journey.

The distance isn't very far; it's only a three-hour flight.

Upon arriving at their destination, Fu Zhenlong and He Meijuan were both very satisfied.

It's not really a rural area, but a village within a town.

The house is surrounded by flowers and plants, and it's a wooden cabin, giving it a retro and artistic feel.

Unlike the hustle and bustle of big cities, it has a tranquility far removed from the noise.

He Meijuan liked it very much; she fell in love with it at first sight.

I liked it even more after going inside and seeing the wooden house.

She prefers this type of house design to a luxurious villa.

Fu Zhenlong is used to living in a large villa, and he finds this style of house very cozy and likes it.

The two of them tacitly turned their gazes to He Qihan's face.

It's impossible to tell whether they like it or not.

Ahan's expression was always the same: neither happy nor sad, just indifferent.

It seems like there's nothing in this world that I'm attached to.

The two felt heartbroken and guilty.

He Meijuan asked softly, "Ahan, do you like this place?"

Although He Qihan didn't show it on his face, he liked it.

He doesn't pursue a life in big cities.

Often, the backstabbing and infighting in the workplace left him feeling physically and mentally exhausted and disgusted.

Despite her strong aversion to acting, she had to pretend to act for the sake of social interaction.

At that time, he thought that one day when he was tired and weary, he would go to live in a quiet and clean place with few people.

This fits perfectly.

I'll treat this as a short stay, maybe for a few months.

Having lived for so many years, I've never given myself a long vacation to truly enjoy life.

Consider it a treat for yourself before the storm.

Once you're arrested and imprisoned, you won't have the chance to enjoy it anymore.

Or, he might kill himself after shooting everyone who had bullied him.

He hummed in agreement and pulled the suitcase inside.

Fu Zhengting's friends also helped with the move and kindly introduced the nearby routes to the three of them.

He told the three of them everything about where to eat and have fun.

To express his gratitude to his friend, Fu Zhenlong took him to a Chinese restaurant that he had recommended.

During the meal, the conversation turned to work-related matters.

He Qihan has a strong passion for his work and joined the conversation to express his opinions.

He suddenly thought of a question.

If I commit suicide or go to jail, my work plans will be indefinitely put on hold.

It's such a pity to think about it.

But you always have to give up some things.

He gritted his teeth, refusing to waver in his resolve.

Now is the time to enjoy life to the fullest.

After dinner, he went back and slept exceptionally well.

It was the first time I fell asleep so easily.

I never knew a good environment could have such a big impact on sleep.

Good sleep leads to good energy, good energy leads to a good mood, and a good mood leads to a good overall state of being.

He experienced the most relaxed and happiest time of his life in thirty-six years.

Before I knew it, three months had passed.