Chapter 381 Ah!

Ji Tong: “!!!”

Oh no, I forgot about this!

In order to win Jiang Wenjing’s sympathy, he deliberately said that he was one year younger.

The effect was also very significant. The two were of similar age, Jiang Wenjing was tall and strong, while Ji Tong was weak and pitiful, which successfully aroused Jiang Wenjing’s desire to protect him.

Since then, he has remembered it.

Recently, due to amnesia, he deliberately forgot about it, and now he was provoked by Jiang Zhiyu and actually told the real age!

Ji Tong’s hands under the table tightly grasped the hem of his clothes, not daring to look at their expressions.

But he didn't look at it, but Jiang Zhiyu's voice came clearly into his ears: "I said you were stupid. You can't even remember your own age, but you insist that you have amnesia."

Ji Tong: "..."

He looked at it tentatively, and saw that Jiang Kangan and Jiang Wenjing didn't have much doubt in their expressions. Instead, they seemed a little speechless because of Jiang Zhiyu's words.

He felt relieved.

Forget it, stupid is stupid, as long as it doesn't arouse their suspicion.

Jiang Zhiyu wanted to ask questions with great interest, but Ji Tong was very afraid of her, so he interrupted her and said: "Ms. Jiang, the doctor said that I shouldn't answer too many questions now."

Jiang Zhiyu looked at Jiang Kangan and Jiang Wenjing, and they both nodded.

Jiang Zhiyu looked away with regret: "What a pity, I was just about to ask you if you know whether you are a man or a woman."

Ji Tong: "..."

He couldn't help but curse a syllable, and swallowed it back in an instant.

Jiang Kangan frowned and said: "It's true that you can't ask, especially you can't mention what happened that day. Once you mention it, Master Ji will scream and go crazy..."

Ji Tong's pupils shrank, and Jiang Zhiyu's eyes lit up.

Her expression at this moment was just like a child who got a new toy. Ji Tong just had a bad feeling in his heart when he heard her say, "Come to think of it, I saw a little bit of it that day."

Ji Tong: "!!!"

"I remember that time, several assassins rushed up, they..."

"Ah——"

Before Jiang Zhiyu finished speaking, a miserable scream rang out. Ji Tong held his head with both hands and screamed loudly, looking very painful.

"What's wrong?"

"What happened?"

"Master Ji is sick again?!"

The word "again" was used very cleverly.

Several doctors rushed in in a hurry and were about to start working skillfully. When they saw the person working next to Ji Tong, they immediately braked.

"Jiang, Jiang, Jiang Jiang, miracle doctor Jiang!"

Jiang Zhiyu: "...Thank you, there is only one Jiang."

Several doctors looked at each other, and they could see their own shock in each other's pupils.

They are just a group of ordinary doctors, and today they have the opportunity to see miracle doctor Jiang!

But no matter how excited they are, the patient's condition should be put first.

They did not rush up to treat as before. Several pairs of eyes looked at Jiang Zhiyu: "Miss doctor Jiang, what do you think?"

Jiang Zhiyu touched her chin: "It's a small matter, let me do it."

Several people were surprised at the same time, staring at her with burning eyes.

Ji Tong's ominous premonition became heavier.

"Have you ever heard of stimulation therapy?"

Several doctors shook their heads: "I've never heard of it."

[I've never heard of it, okay, then I'll start to fool people.]

"The so-called stimulation therapy is to let the patient recall the previous scenes again and again, stimulate his cerebral cortex, and make it secrete hormones, so as to achieve the coordination of the left and right brains and restore memory."

Jiang Zhiyu talked nonsense, and the doctors below didn't understand a word.

They licked their lips and tried to let Jiang Zhiyu do it again.

"This method is extremely dangerous. Only doctors with very familiar experience can operate it. For ordinary patients, just follow what you did before."

She couldn't let other doctors use this nonsense on patients.

The doctors all looked regretful.

Jiang Zhiyu waved her hand: "Okay, I'm here, don't worry, just go and do your own things."

Some doctors were unwilling to give up: "Can we watch here?"

Jiang Zhiyu chuckled and refused mercilessly: "No, don't think I don't know what you are up to. I emphasize again that this method is very, very dangerous. If it is not used properly, both of our lives will be in danger."

After hearing her say this, the doctors had to go home.

Ji Tong, who was performing hard: "..."

No, if she treats me, I will be fine?

Facts have proved that Ji Tong's worries are right.

In order to prevent them from eavesdropping, Jiang Wenjing sent people to guard the yard, and Jiang Zhiyu showed a malicious smile on his face.

"Where were we talking just now? Oh, now I remember, I remember those assassins went straight for my second brother..."

"Ah——"

There was another scream. After Ji Tong screamed a few times and calmed down a little,

Jiang Zhiyu: "Those assassins were very skilled in martial arts..."

Ji Tong: "Ah——"

Jiang Zhiyu: "At that time, my second brother bravely resisted the assassins, Ji Tong..."

Ji Tong: "Ah——"

Jiang Zhiyu: "Three people surrounded him, and the situation was..."

Ji Tong: "Ah!"

In the end, he couldn't scream anymore, and his voice was hoarse.

If he continued, he would lose his voice tomorrow, and then there would be no fun.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhiyu stopped teasing him and smiled, "Today's treatment ends here..."

Ji Tong: "Ah."

Jiang Zhiyu: "...Tomorrow..."

Ji Tong: "Ah."

Jiang Zhiyu: "Go on."

Ji Tong: "Ah... huh?"

Ji Tong realized belatedly what Jiang Zhiyu had said.

Cold sweat oozing from his forehead. Jiang Zhiyu looked at him with a smile on his face: "I didn't tell you about what happened that day just now. What are you talking about?"

Ji Tong: "..."

He swallowed his saliva and felt his throat hurt as if it was cut by a knife. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind: "Ah, ah, it's just that my throat is dry and uncomfortable. I'll

just shout a few times and stop." This broken throat can really be used as an excuse. Seeing that Jiang Zhiyu had had enough fun, Jiang Kang'an stood up and said, "In that case, let's rest early today."

These words sounded like heavenly music to Ji Tong now. He couldn't wait to stand up: "Send you off, I'll send you off..."

He opened his mouth wide, but his voice was very small. Jiang Wenjing held him down: "Okay, I'll send you off, you rest."

He also wanted to leave quickly, otherwise he was afraid that he would laugh out loud in front of Ji Tong.

The three of them left the house together. Ji Tong closed the door and took a few gulps of tea. The discomfort in his throat was relieved a little.

Jiang Zhiyu!

...

Jiang Wenjing was not going to sleep here today. He said he was sending them off, but in fact he was going back to Xu's house with them.

Anyway, all eyes in the courtyard are staring at Ji Tong. As long as Ji Tong wants to continue pretending, he will never make trouble at this time.

So Jiang Wenjing is not worried.

"By the way, big brother, did Liu Jie confess?"

Jiang Kangan shook his head.