Jiang Yimian knew that when Lu Cijian came down the mountain, he was in the front hall checking on some of the more seriously injured patients.
Seeing that their wounds were intact, with no signs of inflammation or infection, and that the maids and servants were very careful in changing their dressings, they were finally relieved.
When Old Chen heard that Lu Cijian had come down the mountain, he immediately said to Jiang Yimian, "Hey, that girl, that stubborn boy, go and change his dressing. He won't listen to me at all. I told him to take good care of his injuries, but he won't. He insists on going up the mountain."
You treated all his wounds; the stitching technique looked good. You should change his dressings; it'll save me from getting angry just looking at him.”
No wonder Song Bingcheng always said that the kid would be taken care of in the future; now it seems that's really true.
This morning, he heard from Xiao Qi that he had prepared food, hot water, and clothes for the girl. She was so thoughtful and considerate. She didn't seem like the person who had fought her way out of the pavilion and emerged from the Rakshasa back then.
This trip down the mountain was definitely worthwhile; at least we found one of that kid's weaknesses. When he gets back, he'll definitely tell everyone about it.
From now on, Lu Cijian will no longer be able to control them.
Jiang Yimian nodded, "Okay, I'll go take a look. I'll leave this place to you."
When I arrived at the study, Wang San had just come out, and he looked rather unwell.
Seeing this, Jiang Yimian asked curiously, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Wang San hurriedly waved his hand and lowered his voice, saying, "Miss Jiang, please come later. I think the young master is not in a good mood."
The low air pressure made the whole room feel cold. I don't know what's wrong with the young master. He was fine just a moment ago.
He looks creepy. If Miss Jiang goes in now, she might be scared away. It's better if he stops her.
Jiang Yimian paused, glanced at the closed study, and guessed that Lu Cijian was probably worried about the person behind the mine. There were too few clues, and the key person had run away. Now it was indeed difficult to find out who was behind the Wan family.
After thinking for a while, she said, "Okay, I'll go back first. Remember to change his dressing later."
With that, he turned to leave.
The study door was suddenly opened at that moment with a creak, sounding somewhat urgent.
Lu Cijian simply said, "Didn't you want to see me? Come in."
Jiang Yimian paused, momentarily confused about what the master and servant were thinking, but didn't pay much attention and went straight into the study.
Lu Cijian gave Wang San a cold glance before closing the door.
Wang San swallowed hard, startled by the cold gaze, and only breathed a sigh of relief when the study door closed in front of him.
The young master's murderous gaze made him feel like he had done something wrong, but he had only been thinking of the young master, so what wrong had he done?
Upon entering the study, Jiang Yimian looked around and saw rows of neat bookshelves filled with books, so full that one might mistake the owner of the study for a well-read person.
Zhu Shichang certainly knows how to put on airs; he has so many books on display, but I wonder if he's even read them.
Jiang Yimian casually flipped through the pages, searching for a book about the laws of the Great Jin Dynasty.
They searched diligently, showing no intention of speaking first.
Lu Cijian nervously clenched his fingers, his gaze inadvertently falling on Jiang Yimian before quickly looking away.
He was unsure whether what Jiang Yimian did to him in that mysterious place was an illusion.
If it's true, why doesn't Mianmian care about him at all?
She was just about to leave, and if he hadn't suddenly appeared, Mianmian would definitely have left already.
But if it was fake, he felt that yesterday's experience was too profound, unlike the light and airy feeling in that dream. Moreover, he could clearly feel the pain in his wounds at that time.
If it were an illusion, how could it feel so real?
For a moment, my mind was a jumbled mess. I wanted to speak, but I didn't know what to say.
Jiang Yimian spoke up at this moment, her gaze fixed on the bookshelf, as if asking casually, "How is your injury? Why aren't you resting in bed and recovering?"
She had planned to visit Lu Cijian after the anesthesia wore off, but she never expected that he would go up the mountain so early in the morning.
I don't know whether to say this person is physically strong or just reckless.
Lu Cijian was taken aback, then casually said, "It's alright. The people from the Ministry of Justice haven't arrived yet. I want to go and see if any evidence has been left on the mountain."
Jiang Yimian was a little angry and said irritably, "Is the evidence more important or your health?"
Besides, with so many people around, he could have easily sent others to see it; why bother dragging his injured body up the mountain?
Seeing that she was really angry, Lu Cijian quickly got up, walked around the desk to Jiang Yimian, and said nervously, "Mianmian, don't be angry, I'm fine. I've had much worse injuries before, so you don't need to worry."
He was telling the truth. The injuries he had suffered before were hundreds of times more serious than this, and he still had to go on missions the next day. He was already used to it.
On the contrary, the time he spent in the small depression was when he was most relaxed and in the best physical condition, as he didn't have to do anything while his body was injured.
Jiang Yimian glanced at him, put the book back on the shelf, and said irritably, "Who's worried about you? Even if you die, it has nothing to do with me. Anyway, you don't take care of your health, so what does it have to do with me?"
As he spoke, he turned to walk away.
What angered her was the other party's indifferent attitude, and someone's nonchalant remark that they had suffered much more serious injuries than this, so it was nothing.
These injuries were life-threatening; they could kill her if she wasn't careful. Yet, the person in front of her and Xiao Qi looked perfectly normal, which made her feel uneasy.
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