Lu Jingchi's expression paused, his brows furrowed, his face a bit gloomy.

"So impatient?"

Jiang Lan lowered his eyes and gestured: "You haven't promised me yet about Grandma Zhang."

After she finished gesticulating, she raised her head expectantly, hoping to see a trace of kindness on his face. Even considering the suffering she suffered from Mrs. Lu, he should have a trace of compassion.

But there was nothing. His face was expressionless, and all the emotions were hidden in his bottomless eyes.

There were so many things hidden in his eyes that Jiang Lan couldn't understand or see through.

Lu Jingchi suddenly looked away, raised his hand to tidy up the hair around her ears, and said, "Don't be too greedy. You want everything."

"Since you agreed to the divorce, don't think about Grandma Zhang anymore. I have no obligation to care about her."

Jiang Lan's eyes flashed, and she slumped on the sofa helplessly. So, is it still impossible?

Lu Jingchi retracted his hand, held her wrist again, and looked at her re-bandaged wound, "Look, the injury is not healed yet, how can you tell it to be healed?"

Jiang Lan bit her lip.

Her heart was heavy, and she couldn't tell for a moment whether he wanted a divorce or not.

But she was really tired and she didn't want to go on like this anymore.

It's like a thorn in your heart. If you can't pull it out, it's stuck in completely.

This way, you won't be tortured by being neither up nor down.

Jiang Lan seemed to have made up a certain determination and gestured: "When I get better, we will get a divorce. Don't keep your word."

The man sneered: "When have I ever failed to keep my word?"

Jiang Lan stared at him. Didn't he break his promise so many times?

Sometimes Jiang Lan wonders if he has the same disease as himself, such forgetfulness.

But since he said this, there was no need for Jiang Lan to continue the stalemate. She believed him this time.

No matter what, he wants a divorce. If he doesn't get a divorce, how can he give his beloved a status?

Xia Yan has been waiting for so many years.

He loves her so much and will not let Xia Yan down.

Jiang Lan withdrew his hand, stood up and went upstairs.

Lu Jingchi watched her back going upstairs, tugged on her collar irritably, and got up and walked up, but he went to the study.

Not long after, Lin Zheng arrived.

Lin Zheng came to the study with a piece of information and handed it to Lu Jingchi, "Mr. Lu, I found some, please take a look."

Lu Jingchi opened the file bag and took out the information inside, which was some surveillance and photos.

Lin Zheng explained from the side: "No strangers have been to Zhang Yun's ward in the past two days. There are only doctors, nurses, and the nurse who often takes care of her."

"Liu Ping has not been to the hospital since he warned him last time, but he is still thinking about making money from Zhang Yun, so there is no need to kill her."

Lu Jingchi looked through the photos casually and browsed the information in his hand.

Lin Zheng couldn't see anything from his face, so he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "And the surveillance showed that she went out by herself, so could it be..."

"Is this the autopsy report?" Lu Jingchi showed Lin Zheng a document in his hand.

Lin Zheng glanced at it and nodded: "Yes, it just came out yesterday."

Lu Jingchi continued to read.

Lin Zheng told him all the information he found, and he didn't know where to look for the rest.

He suspected that Zhang Yun committed suicide, and the autopsy report also said that she committed suicide.

Lu Jingchi didn't know what he saw, so he raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Zheng.

Lin Zeng's back stiffened, "Mr. Lu, what did you find?"

Lu Jingchi threw the photos in his hand on the table and said, "Bring me that nurse."

"Care workers?"
Chapter completed!