Qin Qingmeng's mother Du Yuxia and Gao Qiaolan have been good friends for many years. In the original book, it was the two of them who worked together to bring Lu Bingchuan and Qin Qingmeng together.
It was almost noon when Lu Bingchuan came back first.
Jiang Ningyan opened the door and stopped him halfway. Her almond eyes were filled with tears and she looked pitiful. "Brother Chuan, my legs hurt so much. Can you come and take a look?"
Lu Bingchuan remained calm and said in a calm voice, "I'm not a doctor, so it's useless to see you."
Children who know how to act coquettishly will get candy. Jiang Ningyan fluttered her eyelashes and looked at him with grievance.
"If I hadn't worried about you being hungry at night, I wouldn't have run so far. I stood in the cold wind for half an hour and my body was frozen stiff..."
Lu Bingchuan was silent for a few seconds, then walked into her room.
"Don't send me anything anymore. I don't need it."
Jiang Ningyan closed the door tightly and interpreted his words sympathetically, "Well, I know that brother loves me."
Lu Bingchuan knew that he couldn't get around her, so he simply didn't explain and said simply, "Sit down, I'll apply the medicine for you."
Jiang Ningyan took out a bottle of medicinal wine and handed it to him. "The doctor said that my ankle is also sprained, but it's not obvious. I need to massage it with this medicinal wine for more than 30 minutes to prevent it from affecting my walking in the future."
After saying that, she sat down on the bed, stretched her legs and waited for him to move.
Lu Bingchuan glanced at her coldly, his voice cold and expressionless, "Are you sure it's this leg that's injured?"
Jiang Ningyan's heart skipped a beat. She was so busy making up lies that she stretched the wrong leg.
Judging from Lu Bingchuan's expression, he probably doesn't mind letting her leg be "injured" as well.
She lifted her other leg, her face slightly red as she tried to hide her guilt. "It hurts so much, I must have remembered it wrong."
Lu Bingchuan slowly rolled up his sleeves, poured medicinal wine into his hands and rubbed it to warm it up. Just as he was about to cover her ankle, footsteps suddenly sounded in the yard.
Qin Qingmeng's voice was particularly cheerful, "Aunt Gao, I'm here to see you."
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