Jiang Xian didn't ask any more questions, he just sat Looking at Lin Qingyan from the dimly lit place. He stared at her without saying a word, his brows lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.

    The hospital was in the city center, Jiang Xian should have had someone hang up a long time ago, and dragged Lin Qingyan directly to the expert consultation office.

    There are not many people on this floor, and most of them are just sitting quietly on the seats outside the office. As soon as Lin Qingyan came in, he foresaw the retirement life in a mental hospital in the future.

    However, the floor on this floor is obviously very quiet, and there is no such festive joy as the two people in the ward next door to the original body.

    Jiang Xian's mood has been a little wrong since he came in. He leaned his hand on Lin Qingyan's side unconsciously, gently pulled it up and comforted: "Don't be afraid, I'll wait for you outside." Then he opened the door for her and said Waiting gloomily at the door.

    After Lin Qingyan entered, he sat down obediently, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello." The

    doctor was stunned before he opened his mouth while holding the medical record. It was the first time he was treated so politely, and he quickly reached out and shook his hand: "Hello, hello.

    " Disrupted, the doctor continued to focus on the medical record. "Have you been taking medicine on time recently?"

    Although Lin Qingyan didn't know who wrote the medical record, he did take it according to the dosage time, because Jiang Xian was really watching.     The doctor

    wanted to ask something else, but Lin Qingyan suddenly said, "Can I ask about Jiang Xian's condition?"     "I'm sorry, it's not convenient for us to disclose it." The doctor refused apologetically. Although she was a patient brought by the young master of the Jiang family, he wouldn't say much about what he shouldn't have said.     Lin Qingyan nodded knowingly, and then he was released after listening to the doctor ask a few more questions.     Almost as soon as the door opened, he saw Jiang Xian waiting by the door. "How is it."     "Fortunately, do you want to go in?"     Jiang Xian shook his head, "No, you can just come to him if you have any questions in the future."     Afraid that Lin Qingyan was not clear, he specially added: "I explained it to him."     "Except for the things and medicines I gave, you can't eat what others give." Jiang Xian helped Lin Qingyan carry his schoolbag and warned him word by word.     His expression was serious, like the first time he said he couldn't touch his medicine.     "Okay."     "What do you want to eat at night, I'll take you to eat, and then take you home." Jiang Xian stopped before getting into the car, and straightened Lin Qingyan's hair rusty.     "It will be uncomfortable to block your face." Piansheng's broken hair was also restless, Jiang Xian put a calm face and helped her pull her hair behind her ears.























    Lin Qingyan originally wanted to go to the hotel at Jiang Xian's house, but before speaking, he thought that there was no catering business in the other party's house, and also thought of the restaurant he went to with Shen Mi before.

    I don't know if the current naming theme has become the four famous novels, so she took Jiang Xian to the Liangshan box for dinner.

    "Go to my restaurant."

    Jiang Xian happened to be looking at the medical records, and he didn't hear clearly for a while, and vaguely heard the other party say he was going to her house for dinner.

    So his expression was a little dignified, and he said slowly: "That's not good."

    Lin Qingyan frowned and asked: "You don't want to go?"

    Jiang Xian was afraid that Lin Qingyan would get angry, so he closed his medical records and asked, "Where is your home?"

    "Suburban area. The garden area over there." Although Lin Qingyan wondered why the other party asked this question, he roughly said the location.

    Jiang Xian nodded, and then knocked on the shutter. The driver in front immediately said, "I know the young master, I will take you there now."

    Lin Qingyan didn't pay much attention, thinking that the other party knew which restaurant he was talking about, so he continued to read the magazine in the car.

    Jiang Xian was a little unaccustomed to watching the headlights being turned on, so he could only tilt his head to look at the night outside the window, it was quiet and dark.

    From time to time, the sound of paper turning pages could be heard in his ears, and Jiang Xian's eyes jumped from the night outside the window to Lin Qingyan's reflection.

    The broken hair around his ear was pulled up by himself, and the other party's bright facial features were softened by the reflection.

    "The day of the party," Jiang Xian opened his mouth to the window, his voice a little deliberately lowered.

    The system looked at the back of the male protagonist excitedly, "Wu woo woo, are you going to mention the bell, is there any hope for Tong Sheng?!"

    It has survived from the hospital abruptly until now, and the male protagonist doesn't mention the bell any more, it is daylily. It's getting cold.

    Jiang Xian lowered his head, "I went back and dreamed of you."

    Lin Qingyan looked complicated: "It's a coincidence."

    The system trembled excitedly: "Did you dream of a bell woo woo woo?"

    Jiang Xian's medical records began to wrinkle, and he spoke in a shaky tone: "I actually bought you a gift, I don't know if you like it or not. If I like it, I don’t send it.”

    

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