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Chapter 870

Dr. Hu was going to bandage him, but Lu Jingchi went to the bathroom to take a shower first.

When he came out, Dr. Hu had just come over and Lu Jingchi called Lin Zheng over again.

"Dr. Lu, what are your instructions?"

Lu Jingchi lit a cigarette, leaned against the sofa, stared at the dark TV, and pondered: "Call Xiao Fan and bring Jiang Lan back."

Lin Zheng was a little confused, but he still responded, "Yes."

Lu Jingchi's eyes were deep, and no one knew what he was thinking, but the only thing that was certain was that he was in a bad mood now.

Xiao Fan, who was still waiting outside the woods, received the call and was also confused, but he was stupid and couldn't think of those things.

He waited outside for about ten minutes, and before Jiang Lan came out, he took people in and looked for them.

When he came to the place where Jiang Lan was, Jiang Lan had long disappeared.

Xiao Fan's heart skipped a beat.

Isn't this person lost his way, right?

He thought for a while and said to the bodyguard behind him, "Look for it separately."

After the words came, the bodyguards scattered in the woods.

At this time, Jiang Lan and Pei Qingsheng had already walked out of the forest. The sunset was setting outside. This was a dirt road, and there was no one in the city.

Jiang Lan was too weak. She could no longer walk after she walked this road.

Pei Qingsheng helped her sit down on the stone. He took out his cell phone and called and sent someone to answer the phone.

After making the phone call, he looked back at Jiang Lan.

She was also a little embarrassed at this moment, with dry blood on her face, messy hair, and dirty pajamas. Despite this, she could not hide her weak face.

Pei Qingsheng said: "With Lu Jingchi's temperament, it may not be that easy for us to leave."

Jiang Lan glanced at him after hearing this.

Thinking of Lu Jingchi's face, Jiang Lan's face became resistant.

Now whenever she thinks of him, she will think of the scene of her parents' tragic death, and her life of laughter over the past twenty years.

Pei Qingsheng sat down beside her and said softly: "But since I promised you, I will definitely take you back."

Jiang Lan's eyes flashed and he stared at him blankly.

In fact, Pei Qingsheng is different from Jiang Yan when he was a child, but Jiang Lan is still magical and recognizes him at a glance.

Perhaps it was the familiar Tang suit on him, or perhaps it was the familiarity of his eyebrows and eyes.

Jiang Lan remembers that both father and grandfather like to wear Tang suits, but Pei Qingsheng doesn't wear them much.

Pei Qingsheng took out a handkerchief from somewhere and wiped the blood on her face for her, but the blood was already dry and could not be wiped off.

Jiang Lan lowered his head and whispered: "Brother and the others..."

The youngest brother is two years older than her. If he were still alive, he should be as handsome as Pei Qingsheng now.

Pei Qingsheng paused.

Jiang Lan has eight elder brothers, three relatives, and the other five are the children of the second and third uncles, who are her cousin.

She is the youngest one, and everyone likes to call her Xiaojiu, and she is also her only daughter of her generation.

During those years, the Jiang family had a kind father and a filial son, a friendly brother and a respectful brother, a harmonious family and a harmonious neighbor, and a peaceful life.

Those brothers had never seen their sister before, and they liked to circle around her since childhood, tease her, pinch her, and tease her. When Jiang Lan was a child, she hated them.

But now, she couldn't see it even if she wanted to.

"Don't think about it." Pei Qingsheng put away his handkerchief and pulled her up, "Let's go."

Jiang Lan stood up, his legs became weak, and he fell down weakly.

Pei Qingsheng was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and supported her.

He looked at Jiang Lan with a complicated expression. Although she had recovered her memory, her physical condition had not improved.

Pei Qingsheng paused, turned around, and squatted in front of her.

"Come up, I'll carry you."

Jiang Lan pursed her lips, raised her hand to hold her neck, and lay on his back.

His back is much stronger than when he was a child.

When she was on his back, she always felt like she would fall off.

And now, his broad back gives her a sense of security.
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