Chapter 119 Little Conch
The next afternoon, Nan Zhiyan found time to go to the medical center.
In the ward, Lin Zhiheng was still unconscious, and the person sitting next to him to take care of him was Ji Lan.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ji Lan, who had his head down and felt a little drowsy, raised his head instantly.
"Ayan, you're here."
Ji Lan pulled up a smile, quickly stood up, and pulled a chair over for Nan Zhiyan to sit down.
But Nan Zhiyan ignored Ji Lan, walked past everyone and went straight to Lin Zhiheng's bed.
The smile that Ji Lan had managed to force out froze in an instant, and his heart suddenly ached.
But he didn't dare to say anything. Just like before, he wanted to kill Lin Zhiheng, but now, he was afraid that something might happen to Lin Zhiheng.
After checking Lin Zhiheng's condition, Nan Zhiyan felt a little relieved. He knew that Lin Zhiheng would wake up soon.
"Ayan, don't worry, I will take good care of him."
Walking up to Nan Zhiyan, Ji Lan whispered something to coax him. The man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall looked like a wronged child in front of Nan Zhiyan, who was half a head shorter than him.
"Leave professional matters to professionals."
Nan Zhiyan didn't turn his head to look at Ji Lan. Asking Ji Lan to take care of someone might have the opposite effect.
How could a young master who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth take care of others?
Lin Zhiheng didn't wake up, so Nan Zhiyan didn't plan to stay for long. After standing for a while, he turned around and planned to go back to the public school.
"Ayan, I can learn. I promise he'll be fine. Can you please be a little happier?"
But the moment she turned around, Ji Lan grabbed her wrist.
Nan Zhiyan lowered his head to glance at his wrist that was being held, and Ji Lan quickly withdrew his hand as if he was burned by this gaze.
But he still looked at Nan Zhiyan expectantly, but seeing Nan Zhiyan's silence, the light in Ji Lan's eyes gradually dimmed.
Nan Zhiyan didn't say anything. She couldn't understand why Ji Lan wanted her to be happy.
Until Nan Zhiyan left, Ji Lan didn't get a reply from Nan Zhiyan, and he was a little disappointed.
But he knew that he couldn't be anxious. Turning to look at the man on the bed, Ji Lan's eyes were complicated.
Jealousy, envy and resentment were mixed in his eyes, but he didn't dare to move. He could only be jealous in his heart why it had to be him.
Suddenly, the handle of the ward door was turned again.
Ji Lan suddenly came to his senses and thought that Nan Zhiyan had come back again, but the door of the ward opened and the person who came in was someone Ji Lan had never expected.
Looking at the man in black clothes, a baseball cap and a mask standing at the door of the ward, Ji Lan's eyes changed instantly.
Lu Yanjing slowly took off his mask, glanced at Lin Zhiheng on the hospital bed, and then looked at Ji Lan.
To be precise, he was looking at Ji Lan's hand that had just grabbed Nan Zhiyan.
The moment he took off his mask, he rushed over with his fists raised without saying a word.
Ji Lan was caught off guard and received a punch, the corner of his mouth instantly turning red.
Lu Yanjing didn't hold back his strength, and Ji Lan was suddenly knocked to the ground by this punch, and his brain felt dizzy for a moment.
"Lu Yanjing, are you crazy?"
Ji Lan looked in disbelief at the man who had not appeared for a long time, but as soon as he appeared, he punched him for no apparent reason.
"Why do you want to touch her? What qualifications do you have to touch her? Yan is my wife!"
Obviously he had no intention of letting Ji Lan go. Lu Yanjing grabbed Ji Lan by the collar and punched him again.
Ji Lan just reacted at this time and dodged the punch by turning his head, but Lu Yanjing's words also instantly aroused his anger.
"What do you mean by your wife, Lu Yanjing? Stop being crazy. I've never seen you care about Ah Yan that much before. What are you pretending to be now?"
Ji Lan clenched his fist and hit back without mercy.
The two men were fighting in close combat, almost punching each other, but Ji Lan was obviously no match for Lu Yanjing.
The smell of blood spread in the ward, but only Lin Zhiheng, who was still lying quietly on the bed, was unaware of anything.
Looking down at Ji Lan, who was beaten beyond recognition on the ground, Lu Yanjing swung his fist and stepped on Ji Lan's right hand without mercy.
"Ayan is my wife and will always be. No one of you can take her away from me."
"Click"
It was the sound of Ji Lan's finger bones being crushed. Lu Yanjing's gaze turned to Lin Zhiheng who was lying on the bed beside him.
But before he could walk over, Ji Lan grabbed his ankle.
"You'd better not touch him, otherwise, Ayan will never forgive you."
Ji Lan's face was covered in blood, and a piercing pain came from his right hand, but this was not what he cared about at the moment.
If Lu Yanjing touched Lin Zhiheng, Nan Zhiyan would not forgive him, not just Lu Yanjing.
Just as Lu Yanjing hesitated after hearing this sentence, a noisy sound of footsteps suddenly came from the corridor outside the door.
Kicking Ji Lan away, Lu Yanjing looked gloomy, but he put his mask back on, quickly opened the window and jumped out.
When the door was opened, everyone was shocked to see the tragic situation in the ward.
"Master!"
The people sent by the Xi Suo family to protect him almost lost their legs when they saw Ji Lan lying on the ground covered in blood.
The people left behind by Nan Zhiyan were the first to check the condition of the person on the bed. They all breathed a sigh of relief when they found that the person was fine.
Nan Zhiyan was on his way back to the public school when he received the news of the attack, and his heart suddenly stopped.
But after seeing that Lin Zhiheng was fine and only Ji Lan was seriously injured, Nan Zhiyan felt relieved, but his brows furrowed even more tightly.
What kind of attack would seriously injure Ji Lan?
Nan Zhiyan thought about it and told the driver to turn around, but he didn't notice a black motorcycle speeding past him on the road.
The one who returned to the Kvitalis Palace before Nan Zhiyan was Lu Yanjing.
With a gloomy face, Lu Yanjing used iris recognition to gain access to the entire building and opened Nan Zhiyan's door.
The cold-toned decor is just like Nan Zhiyan, inhumane.
But the faint mint scent in the air made Lu Yanjing's face relax and even blushed.
The moment it saw Lu Yanjing, the housekeeping robot recognized that this was not Nan Zhiyan.
Just as he was about to sound the alarm, he was shot dead by Lu Yanjing.
Looking around, Lu Yanjing walked to the bed. The smell of Nan Zhiyan seemed to be stronger, and his tense nerves relaxed a little.
Until I turned my eyes and saw a conch floating in the water on the counter. Its beautiful color looked particularly warm.
But it was out of tune with the decoration of the room and instantly caught Lu Yanjing's attention. Almost immediately, Lu Yanjing thought of a certain scene.
This was the name that the E-grade student called out when he grabbed Nan Zhiyan.
Small conch.
Because it was about Nan Zhiyan, Lu Yanjing remembered every detail very clearly.
Including this title which made him doubt for a moment at first, but he was deceived by Nan Zhiyan's performance and did not think too much about it.
Twisted jealousy quickly surged in his heart, and Lu Yanjing walked forward and picked up the transparent box filled with sea water.
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