Chapter 170: The Wrong Script at the Same Table (9)

Jiang Luomu said cautiously: "Please take a trip." ”

"No trouble." Lingqiong had a shallow smile on her face, and her voice was soft: "We are at the same table, and it is appropriate to help each other." ”

There was only Ling Qiong in the ward, and Jiang Luomu didn't see anyone else.

He flipped through his homework, his thoughts drifting a little.

"Are you hungry?"

Jiang Luomu shook his head.

Lingqiong asked again: "Then do you want to drink water?" ”

Jiang Luomu still shook his head.

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The door of the ward was pushed open, and Jiang's mother came in from outside, and when she saw that Jiang Luomu had woken up, she immediately showed a relieved smile.

"Fallen wood is awake."

Lingqiong got up and greeted Jiang Mu politely.

Jiang Mu hurriedly said: "I'm also bothering you to run, you don't have to stand, just sit down." ”

When Lingqiong came, Jiang's mother was in the ward, and the two had met before.

"Mom brought you a change of clothes." Jiang Mu put her things down, "Then you talk, Mom will come in later." ”

"Thank you." Jiang Luomu's tone was polite.

Mother Jiang wanted to say that there was no need to be so polite between them, but in the end she swallowed it back and exited the room.

Lingqiong made sure that the door was closed, and leaned down on his hand, "I'll tell you that it's okay to be sick." ”

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Why does that sound weird?

The illness really made him feel something different.

It's something he hasn't experienced since he came here, but he longs for it......

But......

"Being sick will delay my studies."

His progress was originally different from Xingwang's, and he didn't know if he could keep up with the disease.

He didn't dare to get sick before.

Because it will cost money and delay the progress of learning.

The little girl patted her chest, "It's okay, I'll teach you." ”

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A few question marks slowly popped up on Jiang Luomu's head.

He hadn't seen her go to class, and the teacher didn't care about her, as long as she didn't make any noise, she could do anything.

How to teach him?

Lingqiong saw Jiang Luomu's doubts, "My class has been completed at home, don't worry, this topic can be done." ”

Jiang Luomu forgot that asking for a tutor for a wealthy child is as simple as drinking water.

Just because she doesn't come to school doesn't mean she doesn't study.

"You...... Don't you go back? ”

"It's still early." Ling Qiong looked at the time, "Anyway, I'm at home alone when I go back, so it's not interesting." ”

"You...... What about family? ”

"I'm busy fighting for favor and power."

Jiang Luomu: "......"

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Jiang Luomu made up for the content left today, and he found that Lingqiong didn't just talk about it, she did know this.

Her voice is sweet and soft, not the kind of snorting, it sounds crisp and crisp sweet, listening to her speak, the whole person is soaked in a honey pot.

"It's wrong."

Jiang Luomu came back to his senses, crossed out the answer, and wrote the correct answer.

"If you're tired, rest." Lingqiong was very caring, "I'll come back to you tomorrow." ”

"Tomorrow? Can't I be discharged yet? ”

"You have to stay for a few more days before you can make your parents feel distressed." Ling Qiong said: "You can't be discharged from the hospital so quickly. ”

"I ......"

"Classmate Jiang, you have to fight for what should be yours, Jiang Qi occupies your place, don't be so generous."

In the life of the exchange, Jiang Qi is not wrong.

Because it wasn't him who dropped the bag.

But after this incident was exposed, the real son of the family came back, and Jiang Qi didn't feel that he had enjoyed so many years, all because this was someone else's life.

Instead, he thought that it was Jiang Luomu's appearance that caused his life to change, and he shouldn't have appeared.

What he thinks about every day is how to frame the main man and make the Jiang family hate the main man, and that is his fault.

Jiang Luomu pinched the pen, his fingertips white, "What do you do to me...... Do you know a lot? ”

No one outside knew who he was...... Why does she know so much?

"Hmm...... Know a little. ”

Jiang Luomu put down his pen, put his hands under the small table, lowered his eyelashes, and whispered, "I...... The place where I live is very poor, and I can't adapt to the life of the Jiang family. ”

From the moment he came to the Jiang family, he seemed to have drawn a line with the world, and that line clearly marked his incompatibility.

He didn't understand the rules of the wealthy families, and he didn't understand what they said.

Every time he plucked up the courage and tried to communicate with them, Jiang Qi would suddenly appear and interrupt him for various reasons, or find an excuse to pull them away.

Every time he is like an extra person from the Jiang family.

He doesn't belong there......

He hadn't told anyone about it.

Because he doesn't know who to talk to.

Lingqiong: "Cub, don't worry, I will help you in the future, and everything that belongs to you will be yours." ”

Jiang Luomu's attention was behind, "Why are you helping me?" ”

"You're good-looking."

Jiang Luomu caught a glimpse of the reflection on the glass, a young man in a striped hospital gown, a little sickly, a little haggard.

The bangs are too long, blocking the eyes, and it looks a little gloomy.

Is it good-looking?

In the previous place, because of his appearance, he was often said to look like a girl, and he was scolded as a sissy behind his back.

There are even some worse ......

Jiang Luomu didn't like his appearance very much.

Now someone said that because he was good-looking, he helped him......

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Lingqiong stayed until more than ten o'clock in the evening, and Mo Yan came in to urge her several times before she left the ward.

Jiang Mu waited for Lingqiong to leave, and came in with hot porridge.

"Let's have something to eat."

"You're not leaving?" Jiang Luomu was a little surprised.

"What do you say, kid?" Jiang Mu put down the porridge, "You are sick like this, where can I go." ”

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When he first arrived at Jiang's house, he probably got sick once because of a change of environment and a group of strangers.

But that time......

Nobody knows.

Nobody cared about him.

At this time, Jiang Mu was busy and busy, and Jiang Luomu had a feeling of unreality.

It seemed that these would disappear at any time, but it was just his imagination.

"The girl surnamed Gu just now, how long have you known her?"

Jiang Luomu shook his head, "It didn't take long." ”

"She is a member of the Gu family, if you can, you don't get too close to her. Of course, Mom is not interfering with your friendship, just reminding you. ”

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Father Jiang asked him to get along with her well.

Jiang's mother asked him not to get too close to her.

Jiang Luomu boldly asked, "Why?" ”

"The Gu family is complicated." Mother Jiang shook her head, "Mother will talk to you in detail in the future, you should take care of your illness first." ”

If Jiang Qi is replaced, he will pester Jiang Mu and say.

But he wasn't Jiang Qi, and he couldn't say those words.

Mother Jiang put the porridge in front of Jiang Luomu, "This seafood porridge won't taste good if it's cold, let's drink the porridge first." ”

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The other side.

Jiang Qi was lying on the hospital bed with an ugly expression, and his life assistant stood next to him.

"Where's my mom?"

The life assistant nervously replied, "Mrs. is on the eldest young master's side." ”

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Gentleman......

When Jiang Qi heard this, it was as if someone had put a fire in his heart.

Jiang Qi threw all the things on the bed to the place.

"You go and call my mom over and say I'm not feeling well."

The life assistant didn't dare to say anything more, and exited the room to find Jiang's mother.

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