Sending Cheng Mei away, Jiang Lan is still thinking about Feng Xin. She doesn't understand performing arts, but from a psychological point of view.
He is definitely sick!
When Wen Miao entered the door, she saw the picture of her ecstatically facing the morning sun. The light was gentle, and she became beautiful even when enveloped by the light.
Jiang Lan turned her head inadvertently, and happened to bump into his eyes, her eyes met, and the straightforward gaze made both of them look away unnaturally.
"How did you come?"
"come to work."
Wen intern entered the door confidently, and seeing her slightly wrinkled eyebrows, suddenly laughed angrily, "Why, the boss forgot me so quickly?"
Jiang Lan had forgotten at first, but now, images of running an illegal car, sleeping in the parking lot, and being invited to stay all came to mind.
"How could it be?" Jiang Lan's voice was hoarse, wishing she could take a regret medicine, her face remained calm, "Did you sleep well last night?"
Wen Miao raised her eyebrows, approached, put her hands on the armrests on both sides of her, and looked down at her, "You should know better than me, right?"
The decoration style of the guest room is very girlish, and Jiang Lan's award certificate is pasted on the wall. It is not difficult to see who lived there before.
Jiang Lan's eyes slowly narrowed. After Lao Jiang passed away, she moved into the master bedroom, and the guest room was left unused all year round. If he hadn't heard him mention it, she would have almost forgotten the former boudoir.
"Sorry, I didn't take your wishes into account yesterday. If you're not used to living here, don't force it." Jiang Lan said generously, completely unable to see the embarrassment just now.
Wen Miao, "Tsk, you forced me to go home with you last night, and today you just give up as soon as you say you want to, isn't it too embarrassing for me?".
Jiang Lan looked embarrassed, as if she was a scumbag.
"Then how do you want to save face?"
"Of course you gave it!"
Jiang Lan looked up, and he leaned over to look at her. As soon as the two stepped up and looked in from the door, they felt very ambiguous, and there was an inexplicable atmosphere around them.
"Hey, why don't I avoid it for a while?" Lao Lu was fascinated by the explosive picture as soon as he entered the door, and then listened to the dialogue. Ouch, it's exciting! ! !
With a swipe, the two people who were looking at each other suddenly looked sideways, and at the same time backed away from each other.
Jiang Lan, as the boss, stabilized the situation fearlessly, "You are so early today."
"It's better to come early than to come at a good time. There is a new daily chemical store in the community, and today the whole store is 50% off." Lao Lu entered the door with a big bag, and the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar inside could be seen clearly.
Wen Miao took a few steps back to open the distance, seeing that it was getting late, and said, "I should go, we will talk about the face issue next time."
Jiang Lan raised her eyebrows, and forced herself to say hello, "Anytime."
Waiting for him to leave, Lao Lu filled the big water glass, winked and leaned over, "Boss, I didn't see that, you guys are progressing very fast."
Jiang Lan thought about it, and the progress was not too fast. After all, she didn't seem to know much about Wen Miao except for her name.
"I'm going out for a while, you look at the store."
Old Lu, "Hey, where are you going?"
"Door-to-door service."
Before going out, Jiang Lan specially brought tools. If she wanted to find out something, she had to wake up the patients in the rehabilitation hospital.
This time she brought incense.
Wen Qingyun hurried and finally arrived at the ward before her, urging her to start quickly before she could catch her breath.
Seeing his insistence, Jiang Lan switched on the fuse ahead of time, "Let's say it first, it's my first time trying to light incense, so I advise you not to have too much hope."
Wen Qingyun, "Understood my aunt, let me try it first to see the effect."
The specially made spices have a very mild taste, and the Jianglan is rough in craftsmanship and looks not good, and I don't know if it will affect the effect.
Wen Qingyun had seen Uncle Jiang light incense, took a deep breath of the smell lingering on the tip of his nose, and nodded secretly, yes, it is a familiar recipe.
?Psychotherapy is the most taboo to be interfered by others, Wen Qingyun waited on the sidelines until the incense burnt out, Jiang Lan slowly closed her eyes and rested.
The two held their breath and waited for a while, but the boy on the hospital bed still didn't respond, Wen Qingyun didn't give up, the last time it had an effect was an hour later, so he waited.
They were just looking forward to it, and half an hour later, Jiang Lan was the first to fail, "Brother, just stare, I'll squint for a while."
Wen Qingyun, "Drowsy this morning, did you become a thief last night?"
"Almost." A flower picker is also a thief.
The problem that she is not clear when she is sleepy cannot be changed.
Jiang Lan was still in a daze when she was woken up, until Wen Qingyun yelled the doctor over, the angel in white occupied the room, and she wasSqueezing into the living room outside the ward, I belatedly realized what I heard just now.
Patient woke up?
Wen Qingyun, who had met her once before, exited familiarly. Seeing that she was still in a daze, she explained excitedly, "Just now after you fell asleep, the patient woke up for a short time, and the incense you lit has worked!"
Jiang Lan squeezed the crystal on her wrist, "That's great."
"It's good news, that's right." Wen Qingyun patted his forehead after finishing speaking, "I forgot to tell you, the employer is stupid with a lot of money, and I also won a high salary for you. Don't thank me too much, just treat yourself to dinner."
Jiang Lan's eyes are bright, and the corners of her mouth are raised. She likes the good news, "It's okay to eat, just order under five yuan."
"You're going to kill me." Wen Qingyun was disgusted, and touched her on the shoulder, "You still send money there now?"
"Why, you want to help me?"
"You're thinking about farting."
Just as Jiang Lan was about to reply, her phone vibrated, and she was a little surprised after reading the message, "You stay here first, I have to leave first."
"Hey, the employer's father is coming soon, don't you see?"
"It's not too late to see you later when you're cured."
Wen Qingyun wanted to say something more, but the attending doctor who lamented that this was a medical miracle grabbed him to discuss the issue, and Jiang Lan took the opportunity to slip away.
There is a bourgeois-style coffee shop downstairs in Shuxin. From the outside to the inside, it is very pleasing to the eye and the eye to see exquisite men and women sitting together or alone.
Jiang Lan is also one of the exquisite men and women. It was Feng Xin who asked her out. She was very surprised and said the same thing after meeting.
Feng Xin changed his gentleness, and said coldly, "I know it's presumptuous to ask you out rashly, but I still want to tell you the truth."
Jiang Lan's eyes flickered slightly, "Say it."
Feng Xin, "The answer on the scale that day was fake, and my performance was also fake. The answer was memorized in advance, and every move was deliberately pretended. I lied to you."
"Why did you lie to me? We don't know each other, and we won't be involved." Jiang Lan guided him slowly.
Feng Xin looked at her straight, "Because Aunt Wang will believe what you say, and if Aunt Wang believes it, everyone in the community will believe it."
The corners of his mouth slowly curled up, with an evil smile that made him look disobedient, "They are too in the way, I have to find a way to get rid of it once and for all."
Jiang Lan, "Has the obstacle been resolved now?"
"No." A complicated light flashed in Feng Xin's eyes, "I need your help, but I have no money."
"Then will you give me back the money in the future?"
"I can."
Jiang Lan smiled, "Then I will help you." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com