Chapter 32: Eighteen Years

Jiang Sheng looked at her injured leg and said, "Zhang Jian is angry for Sister Ying, I didn't expect it to affect you, and let you,"

Knowing his little caution, Lin Lu interrupted him, "Don't worry about it, I'm fine." In the future, you'll be fine. ”

Jiang Sheng looked directly at Lin Lu, and she said, "You don't believe it? ”

His reaction, apparently unconvinced. Lin Lu said: "If we are injured, if we stab the official, it will be enough for those hyenas to squat for a few years." ”

"You threaten them?"

"Don't say it so darkly," Lin Lu looked at him, "This is not called a threat, it is called private mediation." ”

"What are the conditions?"

Lin Lu said: "Don't trouble you. ”

"Your 100,000?"

"That money is nothing to me." If you can keep him safe, it is worth it.

Jiang Sheng was speechless for a while, no one had ever been so kind to him.

For his sake, block the knife for her.

He lowered his head and his voice tightened, "I remember this 100,000, and I will definitely pay you back in the future." ”

Lin Lu looked at him and drooped his head, "Don't go later, just now." ”

Jiang Sheng's voice was very small, "I don't have any money." ”

A seven-foot man can be a dwarf with money, and he is at the end of his rope.

Lin Lu didn't tease him anymore, and said:

"I didn't think you could pay it back."

Jiang Sheng said firmly, "I will definitely pay you back." ”

"Whatever you want."

Jiang Sheng couldn't understand one thing, and asked, "Why are you helping me?" ”

Lin Lu shrugged, "Be bored." ”

She was sure that this answer would make Jiang Sheng jump to his feet, but he didn't. asked Lin Lu rhetorically, "Do you think I'm interesting?" ”

"It's interesting."

"...... "As long as she likes it, Jiang Sheng doesn't care, "Sister Ying, that's done?" ”

"Of course."

Jiang Sheng rubbed the tip of his nose, "Thank you." ”

"Nothing."

Lin Lu didn't know how he got involved in Jiang Sheng's grievances, maybe it was his firm belief in finding his relatives, maybe it was his unique talent, or it could be attributed to the shame of turning him away.

But now that she's been involved, she won't look at it.

"I'm tired." After speaking, Lin Lu flattened his body, fell on the bed and closed his eyes.

The room fell silent, Jiang Sheng was also a little tired, when he lay down, his whole body hurt, but he still turned sideways, pillowing his arms in the direction of Lin Lu.

Why the hell did she help him?

……

At night, Jiang Sheng heard Lin Lu calling, she lowered her voice and said to the other party:

"Don't be busy, pay attention to your body, huh...... I know. ”

Her laughter was very gentle, and Jiang Sheng guessed that the other party must be a man.

"I'm going out to play recently, don't come yet...... Time...... About half a month. ”

The room was quiet, and the voice on the other end of the phone came faintly, and the other party spoke very magnetically, and he could hear that he was a man with a steady atmosphere.

"Go out and stay safe, if anything, call me."

"Got it," Lin Lu said in disgust, "Long-winded." ”

"It's not early, you can rest."

"Good night."

Lin Lu replied: "Good night." ”

She hung up the phone, turned her head, and saw Jiang Sheng's dark eyes staring at her.

"See what?"

Jiang Sheng asked, "Who?" ”

"Who's your business." Lin Lu thought it was funny and put his phone on the bedside table.

"Who?" Jiang Sheng insisted.

Lin Lu closed his eyes, "Sleep." ”

"Who?"

"Sleep."

"Who the hell is it?"

"I'll be over if I talk again."

“……”

Jiang Sheng flattened his mouth and looked at the person in the dark shadow, "Okay,"

He knew she was just scaring him.

After Lin Lu heard the creak of his bed a few times, Jiang Sheng patted the quilt with his hand and said to her:

"Come here."

Lin Lu didn't squeak again.

As the night darkened, people gradually moved around the hospital.

Lin Lu opened his eyes, the outline of the ward was clearly recognizable, he hadn't woken up yet, and his breathing was even and long.

She turned her head to look at the person on the other side of the bed, the eighteen-year-old gave him a youthful and tender face and body, and it was precisely because he was only eighteen, and he was not afraid of the recklessness of the sky and the earth, that he gave his youth a bloody and realistic education lesson.