Jiang Lan shook his head, he is not, he is not Lu Jingchi...

Regardless of her wishes, the man grabbed her chin and blocked her lips.

She gritted her teeth, turned her head to avoid it, and cried desperately.

Jiang Lan stared at the ceiling in despair, tears sliding from his red eyes to his temples.

She didn't want to look at the face hanging above her head. She was afraid that if she looked at it, she would think it was Lu Jingchi who was bullying her.

But the man didn't do what she wanted. He pinched her chin and forced her to look at that face.

"Do you see clearly?"

"Am I the one you're looking for?"

Jiang Lan's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and the tears kept flowing down, wetting the broken hair on her temples. The rubber band fell to someone's head, and her long, waterfall-like hair was scattered on the snow-white sheets.

It's a very beautiful picture, if you ignore the disgust and anger in her eyes.

Lu Jingchi also laughed, like a low laugh overflowing from his throat, with self-mockery in his anger.

If the person she was looking for so persistently was someone else, he could kill that person.

But what she is looking for is Lu Jingchi before he was twenty years old.

Where could he find it for her?

Lu Jingchi's eyes gradually turned cold. He grabbed the pillow and covered Jiang Lan's face, blocking her damn gaze.

The feeling of suffocation surged up, Jiang Lan's head became dizzy, and she gradually gave up her struggle.

Finally, he completely lost consciousness.

...

When Dr. Hu came this time, he brought all his luggage with him. He planned to stay in Yujiangting.

He felt that if he kept going back and forth like this, he would be exhausted sooner or later.

While he was diagnosing Jiang Lan's pulse, he peeked out of the corner of his eye at Lu Jingchi, who was smoking over there.

The room was filled with smoke, and Dr. Hu's smell was choking even from such a distance.

But he didn't dare to say it, because he could see that the man was very agitated now, and as long as he opened his mouth, he would be hit by the muzzle of the gun.

After Lu Jingchi finished smoking a cigarette, he glanced over at Dr. Hu, and Dr. Hu immediately looked away.

After a while, Dr. Hu put Jiang Lan's hand back on the bed and walked to Lu Jingchi's side.

"Mr. Lu."

"explain."

Dr. Hu coughed and said sheepishly: "Please...be more restrained, Miss Jiang has not recovered yet."

"She hasn't recovered from the cold she had a few days ago."

Lu Jingchi glanced at him expressionlessly and said nothing.

Doctor Hu suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Go down."

Doctor Hu was stunned for a moment, "Huh?"

Lu Jingchi had no expression at first, stroking the ashtray gracefully. But the next second, he suddenly grabbed the water glass on the table and threw it at Dr. Hu.

"roll!"

Dr. Hu quickly raised his hand to cover his face. The water glass hit his arm and fell to the ground. With a bang, it broke into pieces and the fragments splashed all over the floor.

Dr. Hu ignored the pain on his body and rolled and crawled out.
Chapter completed!