CHAPTER 376: CHAPTER 220: MAYBE IT WAS A MISDIAGNOSIS

The office building was purchased, but Chen Feng wasn’t in a hurry to rent it out.

Besides, the door still has a seal on it, so it’s not a good time to tear it off.

Anyway, Chen Feng isn’t impressed by the rental income, like the storefront he previously bought which is still vacant, and he hasn’t intended to rent it out.

The main concern is the hassle. Don’t think being a landlord is easy. If you rent to an unreliable tenant, the landlord has joint responsibility.

Moreover, Chen Feng doesn’t lack the rental income now, and maybe someday he’ll use these properties himself, so it’s better to leave them vacant for now.

A few days passed, and Wu Mengting finally returned, bringing along a lot of local specialties from home, mainly bags of dried seafood like squid and shrimp.

In the evening, the three of them reunited, which was rare, and Chen Feng was very happy. He wasn’t sure if Sun Xiaorui was really happy, but outwardly she was, talking with Wu Mengting all afternoon, and they both prepared the evening meal, which Chen Feng thoroughly enjoyed.

The next morning, Wu Mengting got up early to make breakfast, and when she saw Chen Feng come down, she dragged him out for a run.

After running a lap around the community, they stopped and walked leisurely.

"I barely got out of the house this time, my parents still have some reservations and opinions about you, afraid I might secretly pledge myself to you," Wu Mengting said casually.

Chen Feng glanced at her and smiled, "I can understand their concerns. After all, you’re their only daughter, and I have a terminal illness. They’re worried you’ll suffer losses and more so that you’ll waste your life because of me, which is normal."

Wu Mengting glanced sideways at him, seeing no sign of anger on his face, she couldn’t help but admire his mindset. Normally, anyone diagnosed with a terminal illness wouldn’t be so calm.

"I think you should find another good hospital for a check-up. It’s been almost three or four months since we last went together, right? You seem fine, no issues at all. Maybe... maybe it was a misdiagnosis."

If her parents hadn’t been constantly reminding her of Chen Feng’s terminal illness, Wu Mengting might have forgotten about it, or she deliberately wanted to forget it.

Seeing Chen Feng again in Xiu Zhou, she truly couldn’t see any signs of him having a terminal illness, whether it was his appearance, spirit, or physical strength; he ran a lap of two or three kilometers without gasping.

Chen Feng seemed healthier than a normal person.

This made Wu Mengting somewhat obstinately believe that it was a misdiagnosis, and Chen Feng should be healthy.

Because only in that case, Chen Feng wouldn’t have excuses to refuse her, they could be together for long, convince her parents, and make all the other women around Chen Feng go away...

Chen Feng actually also wanted to go for a checkup, as it concerned his life; he was curious, for apart from the past fainting and nosebleeds at home, he had been extremely healthy.

Chen Feng was sure that this was due to his absorption of those invisible energies, but he didn’t know about the current state of the tumor in his head, which required a medical scan.

However, he didn’t want to go to the hospital again with Wu Mengting, fearing that if his terminal illness had recovered, he wouldn’t have an excuse to continue his carefree life, nor to keep refusing Wu Mengting.

He also feared that if his illness hadn’t improved, Wu Mengting might cling to him, crying bitterly, only to add more grief.

"Don’t forget, last time we went to two hospitals for checkups, both giving the same conclusion, how could it be false? Plus, before that, I had already been checked at a big hospital in Beijing, and it was the same conclusion. Further checkups wouldn’t have any meaning. Better to relax and take life one day at a time, and enjoy what remains."

Hearing this, Wu Mengting hesitated for a while, sighed, and didn’t persuade him further.

In fact, she was also afraid of being hit again. It’s better to hold onto a sliver of hope now. Otherwise, if reconfirmed at the hospital, she’d probably collapse again.

"Alright then. But... I think, whether your health improves or not, you should go get checked after another month or two."

Though Wu Mengting tried hard to forget that Chen Feng had a terminal illness, she clearly remembered the doctor’s words from last time that Chen Feng was estimated to have only two or three months to live.

Yet now, clearly, more than three months had passed, and Chen Feng was living well. That doctor was evidently mistaken.

This was also why she wanted Chen Feng to get a re-check.

A month or two more passing, it’ll have been over half a year since Chen Feng got sick. If he’s still as healthy, then it truly might be a misdiagnosis, and definitely needs a thorough checkup at the hospital.

Chen Feng knew this couldn’t be refused, so he smilingly nodded.

Next, Wu Mengting shifted the topic and talked about the Yu Jiao Clothing Store and Mengyao Cosmetics.

Lin Yujiao’s clothing store on Longhua Street was doing well, at its best, earning two or three thousand a day, which was expected.

As for Guo Mengyao’s cosmetics company, things were also going well. Previously, their main sales were online through several e-commerce platforms and were pretty good. But since this year, offline sales and promotion started.

Guo Mengyao personally managed and led the entire offline operation team, promoting and distributing their products nationwide. The effect seemed quite good so far.

Firstly, their products were affordable, with guaranteed quality, and gave great profits for middlemen; secondly, the Mengyao brand, after years in the cosmetic market, especially in masks and lipsticks, had some reputation and loyal consumers.

Meanwhile, Mengyao’s company was researching new high-end products to act as their flagship products in the future.

In short, Guo Mengyao had been very busy since the new year with the company’s various affairs.

It’s no wonder that communication between her and Chen Feng dwindled after the New Year. She was truly too busy.

Wu Mengting was very optimistic about Mengyao’s company’s development prospects, praising Chen Feng’s investment insight.

As they talked and walked towards the villa’s entrance, they saw Hong Xiaodan in sportswear coming out of her house, crossing paths with them.

Chen Feng and Wu Mengting exchanged a glance, neither having the inclination to greet her.

Hong Xiaodan paused, then huffed arrogantly, slightly turned her head, and briskly ran past them.

"Brother, it seems you really offended her last time." Wu Mengting said with a smile. Sun Xiaorui had long told her about how Chen Feng shut Hong Xiaodan out last time.