Qin Shuang forced a smile and said, "No, I'm the only one at home."

"only one?"

"Yeah, why did Director Lu remember to ask this suddenly?"

"Just ask, after all, Assistant Qin has always been mysterious." Lu Jingchi quickly signed the last document and put it in Qin Shuang's hand.

Qin Shuang kept smiling, "It's just an ordinary family, there's nothing mysterious about it."

The corner of Lu Jingchi's mouth raised a slight arc, "Okay, let's get going."

Qin Shuang nodded slightly, glanced at him confused, and then ran out with the documents in hand.

When she reached the corner of the stairs, she looked back at Lu Jingchi and saw that he had already opened the ward door and entered.

Qin Shuang frowned slightly and entered the elevator thoughtfully.

Jiang Lan sat slumped on the bed, with his tablet phone in front of him, feeling bored to death.

Hearing the sound, she raised her head and looked towards the door. When she saw the person coming, she looked happy and immediately sat up straight.

Lu Jingchi came to sit next to her, "How are you today?"

He looked at her fingers out of habit, but her hands were hidden under the quilt, and her clear voice came to his ears.

"How about what?"

Lu Jingchi paused and moved his eyes to her face, "How is your health?"

Jiang Lan snorted, stretched out her hands, and looked at him aggrievedly, "I don't want to get stabbed. When can I get out?"

The back of her exposed hand was full of needle holes. It looked like she had gotten a lot of needle pricks in the past few days.

Lu Jingchi held her hand, looked at it carefully, rubbed the back of her hand with his fingers, and said casually, "You have to ask the doctor."

Jiang Lan thought about the doctor's words in the morning and curled her lips depressedly, "The doctor said it would take a few more days."

"Then wait a few days."

Jiang Lan said with a sad face: "Can you not stab me?"

"How can it be better without infusion?"

Jiang Lan lay back weakly again, tilting her head and looking at Lu Jingchi with resentment.

Lu Jingchi glanced at Mrs. Lin next to her. Mrs. Lin had barely slept in the past two days and looked very haggard.

Lu Jingchi said: "Go back and rest first and come back tomorrow morning."

Aunt Lin was startled and hesitated, "Mr. Lu, do you want to be here?"

"Well, I'm here tonight."

"Okay, I'll come over early tomorrow." Mrs. Lin needs to rest now so that she can better take care of Jiang Lan.

So she didn't refuse, tidied up and left the ward.

There were only two of them left in the ward. Jiang Lan stared at him, and he looked at Jiang Lan. The two stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

Jiang Lan blinked and suddenly asked, "What do you do during the day?"

"busy."

"Why are you all so busy? No one is accompanying me." She puffed her cheeks, a little unhappy.

"Am I not accompanying you now?"

"You're so boring. It's not fun to be with you at all."

Lu Jingchi raised his eyebrows slightly, "If you don't have fun with me, then who can you have fun with? Your brother Yan?"

Jiang Lan couldn't understand the subtext of his words, so he curled his lips and said, "He doesn't even come to see me."

He looked deeply and said meaningfully: "Maybe he can't come?"

"why?"

Lu Jingchi looked at her thoughtfully for a while. Jiang Lan was still waiting for his answer. Unexpectedly, he suddenly got up and went to the window to smoke.

Jiang Lan stared at his back for a moment, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walking to his side.

She was about to ask, but when she smelled the smoke wafting from his hand, her throat started to feel itchy and she immediately coughed uncontrollably.

Lu Jingchi paused slightly and glanced sideways at her.
Chapter completed!