After the porridge was finished, An Yuan'er complained about Lan Jingtang for a full half hour, until her mouth was dry.
Most of the complaints were about Lan Jingtang not taking care of himself, letting himself get into this state as a doctor. And then deliberately concealing it, which only compounded his crime.
Knowing he was in the wrong, Lan Jingtang silently replied, "Xiao Yuan'er, I was wrong. I was really wrong."
Lan Jingtang had never apologized to anyone, yet he was unexpectedly obedient and compliant in front of An Yuan'er.
Perhaps it was because of his kind attitude that An Yuan'er gradually calmed down.
Lan Jingtang was covered in wounds, and An Yuan'er could still smell the blood when she got close: "Lan Jingtang, won't you regret doing this? You've always been proud to be a member of the Lan family, but now you've broken ties with your uncle, and he continues to work for Yi Chenxuan. What will become of you two...?"
“Now that I’ve done it, there’s nothing to regret. Don’t let my injuries fool you; I’ve never felt so relieved and happy. Xiao Yuan’er, do you know? I no longer have to live for others. From now on, I will only live for myself. I will only be Lan Jingtang.”
Yi Chenxuan often did inhumane things for profit, and Lan Jingtang hated that feeling of powerlessness—he couldn't stop him, he could only aid and abet him. But now, he no longer had to do that; he was free.
Although the price of Lan Jingtang's freedom was high—he betrayed the Lan family he had always believed in since childhood—it took immense courage to abandon long-held beliefs and start anew, yet Lan Jingtang did just that.
"Xiao Yuan'er, don't be sad. You should be happy for me, right? That way, we won't be enemies anymore."
“We’ve never been enemies!” Even though Lan Jingtang helped Yi Chenxuan before, he never harmed An Yuan’er.
Lan Jingtang thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Xiao Yuan'er is right."
Lan Jingtang was badly injured, but he was very stubborn. No matter how badly he was injured, he insisted on doing everything he could on his own. Sanqi had to take care of him, manage all the trivial matters in the mansion, and be responsible for the resettlement of the Lan family. Sanqi was a little overwhelmed.
An Yuan'er couldn't bear to see it, so she stayed to take care of the seriously injured Lan Jingtang.
Actually, An Yuan'er also had something on her mind.
An Yuan'er had wanted to ask Lan Jingtang about Yi Chenli, but Lan Jingtang was so badly injured that he could barely move. It wasn't a good time for An Yuan'er to speak, so she had to keep her words to herself for the time being.
But... An Yuan'er always kept it in her heart.
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Under An Yuan'er's care, Lan Jingtang's injuries healed quickly.
He and Yi Chenli are quite similar in one way: when faced with a dark, obviously bitter medicine, they both drink it down in one gulp without even frowning.
When this medicine was served, An Yuan'er would pinch her nose, but Lan Jingtang not only drank it, but also laughed at her.
"Little Yuan'er, good medicine tastes bitter. Good things can't be sweet."
"Who says there are things in the world that are both sweet and good?"
Lan Jingtang's gaze fell on An Yuan'er, his eyes gentle: "You're right about everything."
Lan Jingtang thought: This sweet and delicious "thing" is right in front of him!
"To make someone less afraid of bitterness, I've decided that once I recover, I'll research and develop a non-bitter medicine."
An Yuan'er didn't believe it: "Is there really such a medicine?"
Lan Jingtang simply smiled and offered no explanation.
He thought: It's precisely because it's impossible that it becomes even more interesting once it's done.
How will you know if you can do it if you don't try?
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