Jiang Lan stared at Mrs. Lin, raised her hand and said: I am not a madam.

Aunt Lin was startled, then gave an awkward smile that she didn't know how to answer. She stretched out her hand to support Jiang Lan, "Let's go down and eat first."

With the support of Mrs. Lin, Jiang Lan stood up from the bed and limped downstairs.

Lu Jingchi was already sitting in the restaurant. He had changed into light gray home clothes and his hair had been let down. Although his face was expressionless, he did look several years younger.

When Jiang Lan saw his appearance, his heart beat slightly faster.

Except for those indifferent eyes, he could almost match the boy in her memory at this moment. It made her restless heart settle down a little.

Jiang Lan walked to sit opposite him and stared at him with scrutiny and suspicion.

Lu Jingchi, who was looking at his cell phone, suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at her. The moment their eyes collided, Jiang Lan quickly lowered his head.

The man opposite her felt like him, but not him.

Lu Jingchi didn't say anything. He put down his phone and went to eat by himself.

Mrs. Lin picked up the chopsticks and helped Jiang Lan pick up the vegetables, "Madam, eat quickly."

Jiang Lan came back to her senses and quickly picked up the chopsticks to take the rice into her mouth.

This meal was extremely silent.

After Jiang Lan finished eating, she was helped to the sofa by Mrs. Lin, and Dr. Hu checked her wounds.

Lifting up her trouser legs, she saw that the wound from the previous dog bite was still there, with thick scabs forming on it, criss-crossing her fair legs, looking very scary.

But this is nothing serious, and it will be basically healed once the scar disappears.

However, her knees were all red. Dr. Hu poked her knees with his finger and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Lan nodded honestly.

Dr. Hu wanted to suggest that she go to the hospital to take a X-ray, but seeing Lu Jingchi's expressionless face on the other end, he swallowed his words again.

"You may have hit a bone. If you can walk, it shouldn't be a big problem. I'll give you some bruises."

He was talking to himself, taking out the drinking wine and rubbing Jiang Lan's knees to loosen the congestion.

Jiang Lan was in so much pain that she clutched the sofa with both hands, trembling all over, and a lot of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Lu Jingchi was sitting diagonally across from her reading the newspaper. From the moment he saw her until now, he had only said two words.

Anyone with eyes can see that he is in a bad mood now, but no one knows why he is in a bad mood.

"Okay." Dr. Hu put away his drink and looked at Lu Jingchi, who was still reading the newspaper.

Dr. Hu was very sensible and gave Mrs. Lin a wink, indicating that she should leave immediately.

Soon, the two of them retreated, and the living room became even quieter.

Jiang Lan sat awkwardly on the sofa, looking towards Lu Jingchi.

He didn't even look at her, so Jiang Lan could only sit on the sofa.

Lu Jingchi suddenly answered a phone call. He stood up with the phone and passed by Jiang Lan. The faint fragrance of gardenia came from his body.

This kind of fragrant and elegant smell is actually very inconsistent when it appears on someone as cold and cold as him.

If you don't look at his face, you would think that he is a very gentle person.

Jiang Lan followed him with her eyes and watched him go upstairs with the phone before she looked back.

She had been sitting on the sofa. Jiang Lan felt that this place did not belong to her, so she did not dare to walk around.

I don’t know how long I sat there, but Lu Jingchi was on the phone for an hour, and it was already past ten o’clock in the evening when I came out.
Chapter completed!