A woman in her thirties, with a red complexion, rushed in carrying a boy of about five years old. Her face was full of anxiety.,"Thank you, doctor!" the woman said politely, but she seemed unsure. "My child has already started talking nonsense, is it really just a fever",But Zhou Fen was different. No matter whether Lin Yun had nothing or became a rich second generation after acknowledging his ancestors, Zhou Fen always treated him as her own son.。