Lu Bingchuan stared at her pretty face and said, "You say."
"I drank too much last night and talked nonsense. Don't take it to heart." The woman's voice was soft.
Lu Bingchuan recalled the phrases "little puppy, little wolfdog" and nodded lightly. Yes, it was indeed nonsense.
Jiang Ningyan waited for two seconds, and seeing that he didn't understand what she meant, she mustered up the courage to add another sentence.
"I don't mind you having some contact with lesbians. After all, we're in a normal relationship, so we still need to give each other space..."
She lowered her head and received no response for a long time.
When she looked up, she met the man's uncertain gaze.
"Give me space, or give you the opportunity to interact with other men?"
Jiang Ningyan felt a headache. How could there be another misunderstanding?
She tried to persuade him gently, "Don't get the wrong idea. There is a pure revolutionary friendship between comrades of both sexes."
Lu Bingchuan slowly narrowed his dark eyes, "Well, for example, you and your elder brother Shen, are pure enough to be alone together in the middle of the night."
This little woman's usual trick is to flirt and then run away without wanting to take any responsibility.
I gave her a good beating last night, and today she's thinking about another man again.
Jiang Ningyan was speechless and glared at him angrily.
She went to see Shen Xueying yesterday. As Shen Mo is her elder brother, isn't it normal for her to meet him?
She has never done anything that crosses the line.
This man is simply a freak of imagination. Give him two words and he can imagine a bloody drama.
Seeing her open the wardrobe and concentrate on searching, as if she didn't intend to talk to him anymore, Lu Bingchuan's handsome face became even more gloomy.
"Shen Mo has a fiancée."
Jiang Ningyan really stopped moving and turned to look at him, her eyes wide. "Fiancée? Why haven't I heard him mention that?"
Even Shen Xueying, who had previously complained about her brother not interacting with lesbians, never revealed that Shen Mo had a fiancée.
Jiang Ningyan was very curious and asked a series of questions.
"Is Brother Shen's fiancée pretty? How old is she? Is she also from Beijing? Is her relationship with him not good?"
With every word she said, Lu Bingchuan became more annoyed.
Finally, he coldly spat out four words, "I won't tell you."
Jiang Ningyan's enthusiasm was dampened. She pouted her red lips in dissatisfaction and turned around to continue fiddling with the wardrobe.
"He's a married man. I hope you keep your distance from him in the future. It's best not to meet him. If you do meet him, be careful about the situation."
Lu Bingchuan looked down at her slender back, restraining the urge to pull her into his arms and kiss her, and gave her a cold warning.
Before he could finish his next sentence, an exquisite rectangular box suddenly appeared in front of him.
Lu Bingchuan raised his eyebrows and his expression suddenly softened.
Yet, I still ask, “What is this?”
"A gift for you." Jiang Ningyan curled her lips and looked at his reaction with anticipation.
Lu Bingchuan opened the box and saw what was inside, and his thin lips curled up slightly.
"Did you pick it?"
In the box was an imported men's belt with excellent leather texture. A string of English letters was printed on the silver lock, which looked very valuable.
Jiang Ningyan nodded, pouting coquettishly as if to take credit for it, "It's really valuable. It cost me a whole month's salary."
Seeing the man's brows furrowed, she quickly added, "But the money you gave me hasn't been spent yet, so you don't need to give me more."
Lu Bingchuan was originally unhappy with her attitude towards Shen Mo, but when he saw her sweetly holding the gift, the anger in his heart was inexplicably extinguished.
He pulled her into his arms, his fingertips caressing the soft flesh at the back of her neck. "Thank you, I love it."
Jiang Ningyan's eyes lit up, and she asked him softly, "If you like it, why don't you try it?"
Lu Bingchuan glanced at her. How to try it? Change it in front of her?
"Some other time."
As he closed the box again, his tone was flat, as if it was a casual thing.
"I thought you would give me a watch."
Jiang Ningyan seemed stunned for a moment before she smiled faintly, "Next time."
She did want to give him a watch, but she had seen Lu Bingchuan's drawer, and the watches in it looked expensive.
If she gave him a cheap gift, it would be inappropriate. She couldn't let Lu Bingchuan and Duan Ze wear the same grade of watch.
It’s expensive and I can’t afford it.
I had to settle for the second best and wandered around the mall and chose this belt.
Lu Bingchuan saw her reaction and the smile on his lips gradually faded.
So, that watch is not for him.
Who did you give it to?
…
Military Region First Hospital.
When Lu Bingchuan stepped into the ward with a cold face, Chengxu breathed a sigh of relief and hurried over.
"Commander, the doctor said yesterday that you must be hospitalized for recuperation due to your injuries. You'd better not go out for the next few days."
Lu Bingchuan was silent as he took off his clothes. His back was broad, his muscles were strong and thriving, and the gauze on his shoulders was almost completely stained red.
The program was startled and quickly asked the doctor to come up and help.
"Commander, you really don't want this arm anymore, right? If it becomes disabled, Comrade Jiang..."
Chengxu wanted to use the same trick again and brought up Jiang Ningyan to persuade him to pay attention to treatment.
Lu Bingchuan's expression turned even worse, and he interrupted coldly, "My business has nothing to do with her."
Even if he was disabled, I'm afraid some heartless woman wouldn't care.
In the corridor separated by a wall.
Lin Jingwan was carrying an insulated box, walking briskly with a faint smile on her face.
She was really worried when she heard that Comrade Lu refused to cooperate with the treatment and almost made his wound worse.
So I went to the market and bought an old hen, added some blood-enriching foods like red dates, and spent an entire afternoon stewing soup.
Even if Comrade Lu didn't want to see her, she gave the thermal box to other comrades to pass on, which was also a way of showing her kindness.
"308 Intensive Care Ward..." She looked up and suddenly her eyes lit up.
Worried about Comrade Lu's wound, she unconsciously hurried her steps and bumped into someone unexpectedly.
"Comrade, I'm so sorry, I was too anxious..."
Lin Jingwan reacted and quickly apologized embarrassedly.
The person opposite him steadied himself against the wall and waved his hand, "It's okay, I'm fine."
Their eyes met, and both of them were a little surprised.
Jiang Ningyan raised her eyebrows slightly, "Comrade Lin, why are you here?"
Lin Jingwan wanted to tell the truth, but when she remembered Lu Bingchuan's warning yesterday, she swallowed the words back.
"I...made some chicken soup and came to visit a wounded comrade. How about you?"
Jiang Ningyan shook the bag of fruit in her hand and said, "My friend got hurt accidentally, I came to check on him."
Apart from that, the two had nothing to say.
Jiang Ningyan's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor. Lin Jingwan stood on tiptoe and looked. The ward was 330.
She stood there for a moment, then turned and walked towards No. 308.
Just as she reached the door, she heard the doctor gasp, "It's only been a day, how come the wound is like this?"
"Commander Lu, I'm asking you to have a good rest, not to challenge your physical limits."
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