If the personality is too close, it is easy to be suspicious, not to mention a suspicious person like Lan Lingchuan, even if she has not successfully come into contact, she has to be just in case.

And what she is most worried about now is that Lan Lingchuan will always firmly believe that she is still in the S country, and is still looking for her to kill her openly and secretly.

Xu Weiran took out her ID card, her eyes fell on the ID number on it, and her eyebrows suddenly wrinkled slightly.

What she doesn't understand is why Jin Lianyuan wants to give her the identity of a Z countryman?

With the identity of a person from country Z, it will be even more difficult for her to stay in country S and try to contact Lanlingchuan.

Xu Weiran couldn't figure it out, and in the end she simply didn't want to, remembering the song manuscript to be handed in two days, after a pause, she got up and went to the desk in the living room to find the A4 paper and pen left by the landlord.

Taking a deep breath, he put all the inspirations he had written and drew on the paper......

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By the time Xu Weiran finished writing, it was already completely dark.

Xu Weiran stood up and stretched his waist, only then did he feel that his stomach was already hungry.

But glancing at the song manuscript that had not yet been named, her eyebrows suddenly wrinkled tightly, but she didn't continue to sit, she first went to the kitchen locker and got a box of bucket instant noodles that had just been sorted out today.

In between boiling water, she walked out of the living room and towards the balcony, wanting to get some air.

But when she opened the floor-to-ceiling window, she realized that the wind in the balcony was a little strong, and it was more than nine o'clock in the evening, and it was vaguely the spring season, and it was a little cool.

Xu Weiran only stood for a while and sneezed twice in a row, but he didn't return to the house in time, looking at the scenery outside the balcony.

She was looking for this house because it was close to the University A where she had previously studied.

The surrounding environment here is very green, she lives on the fifth floor, and there is an artificial lake downstairs.

Standing on the balcony, she could still see the floor on the other side of the A University.

And here, it is also the closest place to a private house in Lanlingchuan......

It is the most likely location to approach Lanling River and has not yet been heavily guarded.

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Late at night, Lanling's house is as bright as day.

Several doctors in white coats stood guard in Lan Lingchuan's room.

Outside the house, Shang Dong looked anxious and spun in place, until the door opened, and a half-gray-haired doctor walked out, and he stopped and ran quickly towards the visitor.

"How's it going?" Saying this, his eyes couldn't help but look inside, but he didn't dare to go in and disturb those doctors for Lan Lingchuan's treatment.

In front of him, the half-gray-haired doctor took off his mask at this moment, and his expression was a little solemn: "It was caused by excessive blood loss and not recuperating properly." Although the residue on his body has been removed, the wound is very inflamed today, and if he continues to do so tomorrow......"

The doctor didn't say anything, as if he knew what to choose.

Shang Dong understood what he meant.

Because, after all, Lan Lingchuan is now a president, and if it is known that he was injured in a car accident, then it will inevitably cause some unnecessary trouble.

And Lan Lingchuan also knew this, so he insisted on going to the morning meeting this morning, so that he would come back and fall into a coma with a high fever because of the inflammation of the wound!

"I see." Shang Dong nodded, with a solemn look on his face.