Chapter Forty-Three: He Committed a Crime
He carried medicines in his hands, both externally and internally, most of which were anti-inflammatory.
He came out with ginger smoke, and the distance between the two was always a little blurred.
Jiang Yan would always unconsciously lean against the wall on the side, leaning farther and farther away from him.
Later, Ruan Jianglin directly pulled her over.
He didn't pay much attention to the strength of his hand, and pulled the wound too hard, and she hissed a slight pain.
"Well." He said.
The cigarette butt wasn't burned on purpose, and it wasn't a fool who bumped into it.
From the beginning to the present, I really can't do this.
But he's still like a grandson, and he can't do it at all.
He raised his eyes, just in time to meet Jiang Yan's eyes.
The impatience in his eyes that had not yet dissipated, she could see it all.
She took the medicine from Ruan Jianglin's hand, and it was not that she didn't know that the second master of the Ruan family had been a delicate person who had been held in the palm of his hand since he was a child.
Where can I serve her here, but I still lose my temper unconsciously.
It's only been a few days together.
She bent over slightly, holding the medicine bag in one hand and the wall with the other, and walked forward step by step.
The girl's thin back was in the corridor of the hospital, looking a little lonely.
Ruan Jianglin cursed in place: "! ”
He rarely swears, and although he has a perverse temperament, he rarely does.
He's still guilty of this cheapness today, and he goes to serve her with his face on his face, so come on.
He stepped forward quickly and pulled the medicine bag directly from her hand.
But he didn't hold it steady, and the medicine inside was sprinkled directly on the ground.
Among them was a bottle of iodine, which the doctor had just opened and used for her.
The glass bottle fell to the ground, and the brown potion was scattered all over the ground.
Even Ruan Jianglin's custom-made expensive shoes were stained with some and looked a little dirty.
Jiang Yan sat in the corridor of the hospital, and Ruan Jianglin went to reopen a bottle for her.
Another ten minutes back and forth.
Jiang Yan knew that his temperament today had endured to the extreme, so he didn't open his mouth to find himself bored.
Someone wanted to hit him with a gun, Ye Chen called him, probably to ask how Jiang Yan was.
After all, it was his group's bureau.
Ruan Jianglin seemed to have found an outlet, and unceremoniously scolded directly: "You SB? Is it okay to perm like that? Are you okay with the fuck? In the future, there will be this kind of SB bureau, don't call it Lao Tzu. ”
Ye Chen was directly angry on the other end of the phone, and before he could open his mouth, he was hung up by Ruan Jianglin.
The woman who bumped into Jiang Yan also tentatively asked Ye Chen, and he was also angry with Ruan Jianglin.
scolded directly: "People say that you sb, can you be okay if you are scalded like that?" ”
The woman's face was blue and white for a while, Ye Chen didn't have time to watch her show her face, so he took his coat and left.
In the corridor of the hospital, Jiang Yan sat here, and he could hear Ruan Jianglin's scolding on the other end of the corridor.
He will always look like a rich boy who is high, and he is very noble.
It's hard to imagine him scolding people one by one, Jiang Yan unconsciously pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled.
When Ruan Jianglin came over, he happened to see her smiling.
"Looks like you're out of gas?" He stopped, still holding the medicine in his hand.
Just now, the little nurse said that it was a person who had no public morality and scattered iodine on the ground.
When he helped her sit down, his face was already embarrassed.
Ye Chen still didn't understand his eyes so much, and he vented his mouth, and at this time, Ruan Jianglin naturally gave all his anger to Ye Chen.
He walked over, Jiang Yan didn't plan to be arrogant and angry with him all the time, Ruan Jianglin didn't have much patience.
She reached out to pull the corner of his clothes, and he suppressed his voice: "Look at me cheap, is it cool?" ”
"It's fine." She raised her eyes and answered his question earnestly.
Ruan Jianglin let out a light "heh" and helped her up.
This time she didn't lean to the side, and almost put her whole body close to him.
Probably tossing him long enough.
When she got into the car and Ruan Jianglin was fastening her seat belt, she pulled the man's collar and kissed him lightly on the lips before slowly speaking: "Ruan Jianglin, I am in pain, and you have to hurt too." ”
"That's fair."
With that, she bit the corner of his lips, and she didn't let go until the smell of rusty blood permeated.
He hooked his lips, blood spread to the corners of his lips, and his casual words were a little evil: "Okay, then let's hurt each other." ”
As soon as the words fell, he clasped the back of her head with his backhand, and the rusty blood seemed to fill the air.
Some are evil.
She pushed him away, but the man didn't move, just getting more and more ruthless.
The wound on Jiang Yan's shoulder slowly began to improve, and the pain gradually disappeared day by day.
But the wound on Ruan Jianglin's lips has not yet scabbed, which makes people inevitably laugh.
Ye Chen and the others laughed when they saw it, saying that it was rare for him to be bullied like this.
Ruan Jianglin didn't speak, he found it by himself, and he was cheap.
Jiang Yan also laughed at him, he always scared her, saying that next time he would print one on her lips, Jiang Yan didn't want the old injury to heal and add a new one, so he didn't dare to go to the top with Ruan Jiang.
But later, the wound on her shoulder was healed, but she had a scar constitution, and a scar was left on it, the size of a fingernail.
There were potholes, Jiang Yan felt so ugly, but Ruan Jianglin's injuries had recovered as before, and she felt a little unfair.
Every time Ruan Jianglin's kiss fell on her shoulder, it was inevitable that there was some diaphragm, just like a flawless piece of white jade suddenly with a black flaw, which was strange and uncomfortable.
He looked there, his fingers stroking the old wound and said, "Go get a laser scar." ”
Jiang Yan didn't speak, she didn't want to get rid of the scar.
She just wanted to stay there and respond to Ruan Jianglin, that would be good, otherwise he would have forgotten.
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Gu Jiaming and the others have not looked for Jiang Yan's photos since they arrived in Lhasa.
They went to the Plateau Temple, which is closest to heaven, and the Potala Palace, which is a palazzo-style complex.
There is also the Jokhang Temple, Jiang Yan has heard it, saying that "there is the Jokhang Temple now, and there is Lhasa City later", but he can't witness that kind of landscape with his own eyes.
In this season, Gu Jiaming and they just had the opportunity to see the grand scene of "Snow City".
Jiang Yan is a little yearning, yearning for the ancient legends on the grassland, yearning for the Tibetan myths in the mouth of the grandmother, and the legends that connect the world, and the famous words of Wen Cheng throughout the ages.
But yearning for yearning, she couldn't go there.
This kind of magnificent scenery, the opportunity to get in touch with the snow-capped mountains, she can't achieve it, and it will probably be a regret for a nature photographer in this life.
She also deliberately saved a picture sent to her by Gu Jiaming, which was the prosperous scene of Lhasa.
The sun and the moon shine almost at the same time, a sight she has never seen before.
It took her ten thousand years to post a circle of friends, and the picture is that photo.
Copywriting: Regret.
It's a shame not to be able to witness it for yourself.
Baby, my military training is over, I really want to go to bed early, and there is a chapter for you to make up tomorrow morning, bow and bow
(End of chapter)