Dr. Hu was so scared that he was scattered. His fingers trembled, and the medicine fell to the ground.

Dr. Hu turned around in fear and saw the man standing behind him with a cold face, his eyes falling on him, as if he wanted to see him through.

"Why don't you say it?"

Dr. Hu swallowed his saliva, and he glanced at Jiang Lan and hesitated: "The disease of physical weakness."

"Is it a disease for physical weakness?"

"It's all right, but in addition to physical weakness, Miss Jiang also has severe uterine cold. If she cannot recuperate well, it will be difficult for her to conceive a child in the future."

Dr. Hu did not make up. This is the truth. Jiang Lan has suffered too many diseases. He just picked up two of the lightest words.

Lu Jingchi's voice still couldn't hear his emotions, "Is that right?"

But this is also the most terrifying.

"Yes, Mr. Lu, I am my grandfather's most proud student. Don't you believe me?"

Dr. Hu thought for a while and finally decided not to say it, but to observe it first.

After all, both of them are divorced. What if Mr. Lu knew that Jiang Lan had that disease, what if he disliked her even more?

After all, Jiang Lan has almost forgotten everything now, and she will not have a quarrel with him. With Lu Jingchi taking care of her, she can be much safer.

Lu Jingchi's eyes circled around his face, and then turned to answer the phone, but before going out, he said to Dr. Hu, "Cook for her."

"good......"

Dr. Hu sighed and had to start working as a part-time chef again.

He picked up the medicine on the ground, wiped the ash on it with his sleeve, put it again on Jiang Lan's palm, and whispered: "Eat it soon."

Jiang Lan nodded, picked up the water cup on the table, and secretly swallowed the medicine.

When she saw the wound on her wrist, she felt a little moved.

Subconsciously he made up for the origin of this wound. Could it be that Lu Jingchi knew that she had this disease and refused to divorce herself and committed suicide by cutting her wrist to threaten him?

That's why he hated her so much that he even threw her into the group of dogs and wanted to kill her.

When Jiang Lan thought of this, his heart was half cold.

No wonder he said just now that he was thick-skinned, and Jiang Lan himself didn't know that he was so thick-skinned.

If these guesses are true, probably no one would hate them, right?

Thinking of this, Jiang Lan looked up at the door. There was no one at the door, and Lu Jingchi didn't know where he went.

Probably left.

But... he had just talked with Dr. Hu, and probably didn't know that she was sick.

Then again, why?

After Dr. Hu went to the kitchen to check it out, he went out to buy vegetables. The villa was empty for a few days and there was no food inside.

It was not until Dr. Hu left that the villa was completely empty.

There are also some white cloths of furniture that have not been uncovered, most of them are covered, white and deserted everywhere, and everything tells her that she no longer belongs to this place.

Jiang Lan habitually lay on the sofa, curled himself up, and gently stroked the edge of the sofa.

Not long after, Lu Jingchi also came back. He brought a bag of fruit from somewhere.

Jiang Lan stared at him, watching him bringing fruit into the kitchen, then put it out in a fruit tray, and put it on the coffee table.

It's like adding a little warm color to this cold villa.

Lu Jingchi sat down beside her, looked at her with his head tilted, and asked, "It hurts?"

Jiang Lan shook her head.

"Then don't sleep here, go upstairs."

Jiang Lan got up from the sofa and gestured to him: I'll leave in a while.

Lu Jingchi stopped talking, staring at her with dark and deep eyes, and vaguely, anger floated on his cold face.

Jiang Lan was nervous by his eyes, and she quickly gestured: I'll leave soon.
Chapter completed!