Jiang Nian took a deep breath.
Keep yourself calm.
"……never mind."
The man already had a fever, and continuing to wear his soaked clothes would only make the fever worse, so it was better to take them off.
"Now that you've taken your clothes off, use a towel to dry yourself off."
Then, remembering something, he would immediately add a sentence.
"Don't take your pants off yet! Let me find you some clothes to change into."
She was indeed worried about leaving someone who had been shot, was feverish, had amnesia, and was being chased alone in the apartment.
But you can't actually let someone strip naked and be in the same room with her.
Her clothes are definitely not suitable for men.
Just as Jiang Nian was pondering what to do, Joey suddenly sent her a text message.
I brought you a housewarming gift when I went to your apartment today, and I put it in your bedroom. Did you see it?
【Gift? 】
【Hmm! It's a box, go look for it.】
Jiang Nian was confused.
Upon entering the bedroom, I indeed found a rather large gray gift box next to the wardrobe.
Slender, pale fingers tapped the screen.
What's inside?
You'll see once you open it.
Jiang Nian removed the ribbon from the gift box, opened it, and was immediately shocked.
Inside were men's bathrobes, slippers, toiletries. Even... several boxes of condoms.
It's still the largest size available.
Jiang Nian was overwhelmed by all these things.
The caller asked, "What did you send me?"
Joey smiled broadly on the other end of the phone.
“Nian, you’re already an adult, and now that you’ve moved out and are living alone, who knows, you might have a romantic encounter someday and a handsome guy might come home with you.”
"You certainly wouldn't prepare these things yourself, so I'll prepare them for you. It's better to be prepared than not."
"So that you won't be short of things at crucial moments, that would be such a disappointment."
Jiang Nian knew that people abroad had very open-minded views on this kind of thing.
But isn't this a bit too open?
Does she look like the kind of person who would do something like that?
Surprisingly, they even had bathrobes that men could wear. Slippers and toiletries were also readily available.
It was a lucky accident, which saved her some trouble.
Jiang Nian hung up the phone, grabbed her bathrobe, and went outside.
The man leaning against the wall paused for a moment when he saw her bring out a dark blue bathrobe.
The next second, her eyes turned resentful: "...Baby, you have a man?"
no.
Why did she suddenly feel a little guilty?
Jiang Nian didn't want to say anything more and simply threw the bathrobe over.
"...Don't talk nonsense."
"This was a gift from my friend. It's new, so you can put it on first."
Then he turned around and went to find the first-aid kit.
When she returned, the man had already obediently changed into his bathrobe.
Just to avoid the wound, her upper body was exposed, and the belt around her waist was loosely tied, as if it might fall off at any moment.
Never mind, I'll just pretend I didn't see it.
"Lie down on the sofa, I'll treat your wound."
"good."
Although he's not mentally sound, he's very obedient.
A tall, muscular man lying on a small, 1.6-meter-wide sofa looks very out of place; he can't even stretch his legs out properly, and he looks quite aggrieved.
Jiang Nian didn't care whether the person was comfortable or not. She just said a few perfunctory words to comfort him and then looked down to carefully examine his injuries.
The wound had clearly been stitched up.
It must have been because of some rough movements today that the stitches came undone, which is why there was so much bleeding.
Although she learned traditional Chinese medicine from her master, she also knows basic Western suturing techniques.
After re-stitching and bandaging the wound, she looked away and wrapped herself in the man's open bathrobe.
"alright."
"Take these fever-reducing and anti-inflammatory pills."
Jiang Nian put the medicine into the other person's mouth, watched him swallow it, and stood up: "Are you hungry? I'll go make something to eat."
The man answered naturally, "Hungry."
"Then don't move around, just sit here and wait."
Jiang Nian turned around deftly and went to the kitchen.
Unbeknownst to her, the man on the sofa behind her was watching her back, his gaze falling into a deep silence.
She really doesn't remember him at all.
Everything they had experienced became his memories alone.
But it's okay.
It's good if you can remember it.
It's okay if you can't remember.
At least he's by her side now.
If you can make her fall in love with you once, you can make her fall in love with you a second time.
The fortune teller said they were a match made in heaven, destined to be together.
From the moment he fell in love with her, he ceased to be an atheist. He began to believe in fate.
*
He disappeared without a trace.
Chen Ji hurriedly entered Lu Zhaokun's study to report: "Sir, Miss..."
Jiang Ren was already kneeling in front of Lu Zhaokun's wheelchair. His back was straight, and he didn't say a word.
“I told you to kill him, but you deliberately missed the target.”
Lu Zhaokun's voice was flat.
It's just stating the facts, but it sends chills down your spine.
Jiang Ren's expression was blank, and his tone was equally flat: "Miss loves him. Killing him will make Miss sad."
At the time, he did not know that Lu Zhaokun would brainwash the prostitute.
Even if he knew, he wouldn't actually kill that man.
Because as long as the young lady has a chance to regain her memory, and as long as the young lady might suffer in the future because of that man's death, he will not do that.
Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?
Lu Zhaokun raised his eyes.
Jiang Ren's expression remained unchanged, his eyes lowered.
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