Lu Jingchi twitched the corner of his mouth, coughed, and said, "Do you have to go?"

Jiang Lan was silent for a moment, "You can just call Dr. Hu over."

"Then I'll call him over." He put one hand to his lips to suppress his cough, and took out the phone with the other hand to call Dr. Hu.

Jiang Lan stared at him from the side, not knowing what to say for a moment.

If he was as domineering, tough and shameless as before, Jiang Lan could still resist.

Now that he was on the verge of death, Jiang Lan couldn't think of anything to do. She even wondered if this man had changed his tactics.

I felt that the previous method was not working, so I started to pretend to be pitiful to gain sympathy.

A cunning man.

Dr. Hu came very quickly. When he entered the door, he showed a desperate look. He walked over without looking at him and said directly, "Madam, Mr. Lu has a high fever of 39 degrees 6 and mild lung inflammation."

, need infusion."

Jiang Lan frowned, "Then give him an infusion."

Dr. Hu thought to himself that if he was willing to give an infusion, would it still be so serious? He looked at Lu Jingchi expressionlessly, "Mr. Lu, do you want an infusion?"

Lu Jingchi stretched out his hand, but now he was obedient.

Dr. Hu rolled his eyes crazily in his mind without showing any signs of it on his face. He put down his medicine box, took out a complete set of infusion tools, and hooked up the needle with three strokes, five divided by two.

"Okay, madam, I will prescribe two pairs of Chinese medicine and ask Mr. Lu to drink it three times a day for a week."

Jiang Lan nodded. She thought about the medicine she drank again and felt that Dr. Hu did the right thing and let Lu Jingchi also have a taste of traditional Chinese medicine.

Dr. Hu packed up his things and took medicine, and the room became quiet.

Jiang Lan looked at him suspiciously, "Sister-in-law Lin said you refused to take infusions and medicines, why are you willing now?"

Lu Jingchi showed a hint of doubt, "When would I not want to? Didn't you see that I'm already very cooperative?"

"If you took medicine, why are you still having a fever?"

Lu Jingchi said without changing his expression: "It can only mean that Dr. Hu is a quack and his medicine doesn't work."

"Then go to the hospital."

Lu Jingchi said again: "Give him another chance."

"..."

I don't know whether I should believe him or not. He is acting so hard that people can't tell the truth from the lie.

After a while, Mrs. Lin brought the cooked medicine. She caught a glimpse of Lu Jingchi's meaningful gaze from the corner of her eye and handed the medicine to Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan picked it up and wanted to drink it, but Mrs. Lin hurriedly stopped her, "Madam, this belongs to Mr. Lu."

Jiang Lan was stunned for a moment and then realized that Dr. Hu had just prescribed Chinese medicine for him.

She awkwardly handed the medicine to Lu Jingchi.

Lu Jingchi raised his hand, then dropped it weakly. He looked at Jiang Lan weakly, "I can't move."

Jiang Lan looked back and forth on his face, was he really that weak?

She thought for a moment, sat down next to him, took a spoon and fed him a spoonful.

She stared at Lu Jingchi intently, watching him take a sip with no expression on his face.

Jiang Lan began to wonder whether his medicine was not as painful as his own. If so, it would be too unfair.

So she scooped another spoonful and put it to his lips, and he drank it expressionlessly, still not seeing the expression she wanted to see.

She finally asked, "Isn't it bitter?"

Lu Jingchi shook his head slightly and calmly said two words: "Sweet."

"How is that possible?" Jiang Lan could already smell the smell of Chinese medicine. It couldn't be sweet no matter what, right?

She couldn't help but scoop up a spoonful, put it to her mouth and took a sip.
Chapter completed!