If he doesn't do anything, how can he be worthy of the spoon lying in the ward?

Don't even think about divorce.

Lin Zheng frowned and his tone became less polite, "Is Young Master Feng planning to do the right thing with Mr. Lu?"

"Then I want to know, since Lu Jingchi is so reluctant to part with Jiang Lan, why do they want to divorce?"

Lin Zheng couldn't answer this, so he didn't know so much.

"It's ridiculous. He doesn't care about others and doesn't let others go. Is he sick?"

"Young Master Feng, you'd better be kind."

Feng Qin said coldly: "He killed so many dogs from me and made the spoon like this. Even I almost died at his hands. Do you want me to be polite to him?"

When Lin Zheng heard his words, he knew there was no need to continue talking.

He nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then Master Feng should take care of himself and say goodbye."

After Lin Zheng said this, he turned around and left the ward without waiting for Feng Qin to speak.

Feng Qin stared at his back, clenched his fists on both sides tightly, clattering.

He turned his head and looked at the ward. The spoon was still in a coma, with an oxygen mask on his face. He lost too much blood and almost couldn't get it back.

If Xiaoshao had something, he would be irrelevant with Lu Jingchi!

After Lin Zheng left the hospital, he reported the matter to Lu Jingchi.

Lu Jingchi threw away his phone casually and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to look out.

Almost all the trees and leaves in the yard fell out, and it was bare everywhere, and the sun also hid into the clouds, and the sky and the earth were gray, reflecting the ground almost pale.

Jiang Lan stayed in the bedroom for several hours and she was a little bored. At this time, Pei Qingsheng sent her a message.

She picked up her cell phone and looked at it, and Pei Qing called her out.

Jiang Lan was a little stunned when she looked at the message. She flipped up and there was no chat history, as if this was the first time Pei Qingsheng sent her a message.

Jiang Lan clicked on his circle of friends again, and it was also bare and had never posted a circle of friends.

Looking at his avatar, it is a standing black Tang sword with a black background.

This avatar does not match Pei Qingsheng's temperament.

Jiang Lan put away his phone and opened the door, but saw Lu Jingchi standing at the door.

He was wearing a gray turtleneck sweater and casual pants, and stood at the door much taller than Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan looked up at him, and was in a daze for a moment, as if he had seen the person in his memory.

"Where do you want?"

Lu Jingchi pulled her thoughts back with one sentence, and Jiang Lan raised her hand and gestured: Brother, call me out.

Lu Jingchi's eyelids twitched, "Brother?"

Jiang Lan didn't know why he showed such a look, but he nodded.

Lu Jingchi sneered, "You are getting involved in the show quickly, you will call me brother so soon."

Jiang Lan pursed her lips, not understanding what he meant.

But Lu Jingchi said, "No one is allowed to see him."

Jiang Lan frowned, and even more puzzled: Why?

Lu Jingchi grabbed her wrist and pushed her into the room, closed the door with his backhand, and pressed her against it.

Jiang Lan was stunned.

The man pinched her jaw and forced her to raise her head to look at him.

He whispered, "I said, don't go."

Jiang Lan felt a little angry in her heart. She stared at the man with dissatisfaction and raised her hand and gestured: Why?

“No reason.”

Jiang Lan became even more angry. She pushed him hard, but before she could touch him this time, he grabbed both hands.

He grabbed her hands and raised them, raised both of her hands on the top of her head, and pressed them on the door.
Chapter completed!