Wen Lan's eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to look directly at Jiang Jingci.

Jiang Jingci has been immersed in Yin's business for many years, and he has seen many things very clearly.

Wen Lan was extremely indifferent to him and Wen Jinyin, and suddenly took the initiative to agree to go back to Wen's house with him, feeling that there must be twists and turns in this.

"Do me a favor, Mr. Jiang?" Wen Lan was very weak about Jiang Jingci's questioning, but he didn't want to let go of this opportunity to go back to Wen's house to see Wen Zuming.

"Let me accompany you back to the Wen family, how are you going to define my identity?" A layer of sadness appeared in Jiang Jingci's eyes, "Is it the 'boyfriend who is dating' who can only last one dinner time, or?"

Wen Lan didn't expect Jiang Jingci to be so aggressive, his brows frowned, and he couldn't say a word.

Jiang Jingci's eyes burned, staring at the woman a few steps away.

"I like you and want to have a relationship with you for the purpose of getting married. But my feelings are not so lowly as to be taken advantage of." Jiang Jingci's voice was bitter.

Her conscience was hit by 10,000 points, and she avoided Jiang Jingci's gaze guiltily: "I'm sorry Mr. Jiang, I'll call Wen Jinyin immediately and push off the dinner party at night."

Jiang Jingci thought that he could force her to reconsider the relationship between the two, but he didn't expect her to break the jar so quickly, so he hurriedly said slowly: "Get in the car, take you to see your feet first, and then go back to Wen's house together in the evening."

Because he knew that no matter how good he was to talk about his backbone, this woman would completely disappear from his world.

He wanted to leave behind his dignity and be humble again.

"Really?" Wen Lan was stunned.

It is said that she turns her face quickly, and Jiang Jingci is faster than her this time!

Jiang Jingci didn't answer again, stretched out an arm to her, she hesitated for a moment, but still put her hand on it, and limped into Jiang Jingci's car.

Jiang Jingci was very knowledgeable and opened the back door directly.

After taking his seat, Wen Lan canceled the scheduled hitchhike from his phone.

In the silence of the two, Jiang Jingci's car drove quickly towards the northern suburbs.

Wen Lan's mobile phone rang, it was Xie Yan's call, but she didn't answer.

Xie Yansheng sent a WeChat message and asked her where she went.

It turned out that Xie Yansheng turned back to pick her up, but she didn't reply.

Wen Lan not only had pain in his feet, but also the bag on his head, and he pressed his forehead with his hand from time to time.

Jiang Jingci wanted to speak several times.

More than 20 minutes later, the car stopped at a place called "Jiang Yizhi Bone Museum".

Wen Lan was supported by Jiang Jingci and staggered out of the car.

The façade of the ossuary hall is dilapidated and mottled, and before entering the door, Wen Lan smells a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and the two walls are full of pennants of "Wonderful Hands Rejuvenation" and "Hua Tuo Ji Shi".

Jiang Yizhi was an old man with white hair, and Jiang Jingci respectfully shouted "Third Uncle" after entering the door.

Jiang Yizhi's gaze moved from Wen Lan's right foot to his face, and he looked at Jiang Jingci with satisfaction, "Help your friend, you will be fine soon."

Wen Lan had heard that the bone was very painful at that moment, and asked Jiang Yizhi carefully, "Doctor Jiang, can you give me a painkiller injection first?"

"Take off your shoes and let me see if your foot is dislocated or a soft tissue injury." Jiang Yizhi rolled up his sleeves, bent down and squatted, and glanced at Jiang Jingci on the side.

Jiang Jing understood in seconds, and immediately stood behind Wen Lan.

But when he stretched out his hand, he fell down in disgrace before he could touch her shirt.

Jiang Yizhi sighed with hatred.

Wen Lan gritted his teeth and took off his high heels and gray boat socks, and the instep of his right foot was red and swollen, which was already twice as big as his left foot.

"Let me see, do you need to-" Jiang Yizhi said, his hands had fallen to Wen Lan's feet.

Wen Lan tilted his head, and when he wanted to ask what preparations should be made before the bones, Jiang Yizhi's hands suddenly became stronger!

The sound of the bones entering the mortar and her exclamation sounded at the same time!

At that moment, Jiang Jingci still stretched out his hand to her again.

The sudden pain is always unsettling, and you subconsciously look for support, and Wen Lan is no exception.

Right foot

When the pain came, Jiang Jingci's arm was already hugging her, and she grabbed it tightly without thinking about it, and stuck it with her eyes closed!

For Jiang Jingci, this happiness came too suddenly.

His eyes were full of astonishment, and before he could realize the charm of the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms, Wen Lan was already shocked that something was wrong, and broke out of his arms, blushing and saying "thank you".

Jiang Jingci also realized that he had crossed the line, and he was busy staggering away from her.

"The bones have returned to their places, and the amount of activity is reduced for a week. I'll prescribe some *** to invigorate blood and remove blood stasis, just apply it twice a day." Jiang Yizhi had already gotten up and gone to the medicine cabinet to get the medicine.

Wen Lan gently lifted the red and swollen right foot, and the pain was indeed lighter.

Jiang Yizhi is also in his sixties, his movements are very neat, he packed the two kinds of ointment and handed it to Jiang Jingci, "You be diligent, don't let her get tired." It would be better if you could lie down and rest for three days."

"Thank you, Dr. Jiang, I'll pay the bill right away for the amount of medicine." Wen Lan turned on his phone and directly scanned the collection code posted on the wall.

Jiang Yizhi shook his head stupidly, "You were brought by Jing Ci, so don't hit my old face with money again."

Wen Lan was so frightened that he lowered his eyes.

"Third uncle, I'll go to the car and get you something good, you must like it." Jiang Jing walked out of the Bone Hall and quickly turned back.

put an unopened soft Chinese on the table, and smiled before saying a word, "Third Uncle still likes this, right?"

"It's still you kid who understands the third uncle!" Jiang Yizhi picked up the soft China and sniffed it, and asked curiously, "When did you kid smoke again?"

"It's just a matter of a few days."

Jiang Jingci wanted to say a word, but Jiang Yizhi asked reluctantly, "Jiang Guan is angry with you again?"

"Nope." Jiang Jingci immediately refused.

"It's not Jiang Guan, and it will never be a business matter-" Jiang Yizhi's tone was full of playfulness, "Then, it must be trapped by love."

"The third uncle is really joking, I am busy until the end of the year, how can I have that leisure." Jiang Jingci's voice was obviously lacking in confidence.

"Jing Ci, Yu Hui has been gone for so long, you should find one. It doesn't matter if you look good or bad, as long as you have a good temper, you and Jiang Guan can be sincere to you." Jiang Yizhi persuaded him earnestly.

"Some women are young and beautiful, but their minds are not on you, so you should die as soon as possible!"

"That's what Uncle San said." Jiang Jingci kept nodding, and the rest of his eyes glanced at Wen Lan.

Wen Lan had just put on his shoes and socks.

"Jing Ci, your third aunt's cousin and niece have just divorced, she is a junior high school Chinese teacher, has no children, and is only twenty-eight years old this year. When will we have time to meet?" Jiang Yizhi began to act as a matchmaker for Jiang Jingci.

Jiang Jingci frowned, "Third uncle, I'm thirty-six, and I have a son who is more than ten years old, so I have to find someone who is the same age as me. I'm only twenty-eight, and I really can't climb it."

Their conversation did not shy away from Wen Lan.

Wen Lan heard that Jiang Jingci was stabbing himself, so he could only pretend that he didn't hear it, and pretended to be looking at his phone.