Chapter 8: The Target of Public Criticism
The maid, of course, had no idea what Jiang Ran was thinking. She quickly took a few steps closer to the hospital bed and checked the surrounding instruments.
Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief after finding nothing wrong, I glanced over and saw the cup next to me.
Her pupils dilated instantly. She picked up the cup, sniffed it, and seeing no smell, asked again, "Madam, what did you feed the master?"
The questioning tone was obvious.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ran found it somewhat laughable.
How bad must her reputation be?!
"Don't worry, it's just water," Jiang Ran explained.
Hearing her explanation, the maid was skeptical: "Madam, we servants can take care of things here. If you have something to do, you can go about your business first."
Hearing this, Jiang Ran raised an eyebrow.
Her own business? She doesn't have a job and is bored to death every day. What business does she have of her own?
This eviction notice...
Well, it's better to avoid trouble.
"Um."
After pondering for a moment, Jiang Ran nodded and prepared to turn and leave.
Just as the maid breathed a sigh of relief, she saw Jiang Ran stop in her tracks but not turn around.
"He's thirsty, let's find a way to give him some water."
After saying that, he left the room.
The maid watched Jiang Ran leave, then looked at Si Yanxiao with a puzzled expression.
How did she know if her husband was thirsty?
Only after Jiang Ran returned to her room did she drop the pretense she had just put on.
She reached out and gently touched her heart, recalling the moment Si Yanxiao's lips moved, and a slight flutter stirred in her heart.
Thinking of this, Jiang Ran couldn't help but chuckle.
Could it be that because she has been abstaining from men for decades, a kiss has stirred her heart?
Oh…
He shook his head helplessly, sat cross-legged on the bed, his mind clear and his spirit pure, clearing away all distracting thoughts and entering a state of selflessness.
As you regulate your breathing and circulate your spiritual energy, and the path of your spiritual energy circulation gradually stabilizes, a warm feeling slowly spreads from your limbs and bones.
Meanwhile, the bandaged wound under the gauze was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Jiang Ran subconsciously skipped Si Yanxiao's room while adjusting her breathing. After all, she had just taken his spiritual energy without asking, and there was no need to take advantage of him again.
Therefore, she did not notice that Si Yanxiao's fingers moved slightly, and his tightly closed eyes trembled almost imperceptibly.
Then calm returned, as if nothing had happened.
After the spiritual energy had circulated through her body for three cycles, Jiang Ran slowly opened her eyes.
Then I reached out and unwrapped the bandage, and sure enough, I saw that the wound had completely healed.
I couldn't help but smile slightly, yet I felt a little regretful.
If this were before, it would only take a week to recover, why waste so much time? The spiritual energy in the body has also been greatly depleted.
But then I thought about it again, this body is still in the adjustment period, it's already great that it can recover.
After figuring it out, Jiang Ran wrapped the gauze back around.
She couldn't let others know that her wound had healed; she didn't want to be seen as an oddball.
Jiang Ran's arrival from another world is now a foregone conclusion.
For now, she can only stay in this body temporarily. Given her current weak condition, it will be difficult for her to leave the man in front of her.
Jiang Ran sighed softly. So, for now, she could only coexist peacefully with this man. If she could correct the two children's behavior, that would be even better.
Looking out the window, I saw a crescent moon hanging high in the sky, its silvery light adorning the night. A night breeze blew by, causing the branches to sway gently and rustle.
Jiang Ran slowly stretched, then got out of bed and opened the door. She was greeted by a fair-skinned, very handsome man coming out of Si Yanxiao's room.
The man looked somewhat familiar, and just as she was wondering who he was, she saw his gaze fall on her, followed by a cold sneer of utter disdain.
Seeing this, Jiang Ran looked somewhat helpless.
What does he mean by that? Does he think he's so disliked?
Suddenly, a name flashed through Jiang Ran's mind.
"It was him?"
Zhou Jinyan, a leading figure among the younger generation in the medical field, took on the role of Si Yanxiao's family doctor because they were good friends.
No wonder he has such a big problem with himself.
The maid who was specifically in charge of Si Yanxiao's room looked a little embarrassed when she saw Jiang Ran.
Jiang Ran didn't seem to care at all, only pursing her lips, suddenly feeling a bit unjustly for having attracted so much hatred. Zhou Jinyan usually visits Si Yanxiao every Wednesday to check on his health, but clearly, it wasn't today.
His presence here suggests he was summoned at the last minute, most likely because of that glass of water he drank today.
Although she said she didn't care, Jiang Ran still felt a little annoyed that someone was so blatantly wary of her.
After coldly watching them send Zhou Jinyan away, he turned around and went back to his room.
She stood by the window, arms crossed, watching the branches swaying outside, lost in thought.
As the deceased Emperor, Si Yanxiao possesses "Imperial Aura," a destiny that dictates how could he possibly be involved in such a serious car accident? Such an accident should not happen.
Furthermore, the scene she witnessed by chance today still horrifies her.
Jiang Ran has achieved some success in cultivating metaphysics, and can observe the past and predict the future. This is the first time she has encountered such a situation.
Thinking of this, she frowned slightly, a cloud of black mist...
Only a vague outline could be seen, and nothing was known about what had happened.
And what does the sudden appearance of that blood-red mist behind them signify?
For the first time, she felt that things were out of her control, and after some calculation, she realized there was no solution.
"What a nuisance..." Jiang Ran murmured softly.
He closed his eyes and recalled that there seemed to be a woman beside Si Yanxiao at that time.
As Jiang Ran absorbed the memories left behind by the original owner, she vaguely recalled that Si Yanxiao's accident had also made headlines, and Bai Zhuwei had also been involved in the accident.
His so-called childhood sweetheart.
Based on the storybooks she had read before, and considering the relationship between the two, Jiang Ran imagined a whole drama unfolding in her mind.
The two were deeply in love and had already pledged their lives to each other, but unfortunately, they were in a car accident and were separated by death. So Si Yanxiao numbed himself, unwilling to wake up and unwilling to face reality.
Thinking about it this way, Jiang Ran realized that she was indeed being a bit superfluous.
What she didn't expect was that her casually made-up words would later become a self-fulfilling prophecy.
Meanwhile, in an internet cafe in the capital city.
"You lost again." Si Zuochen leaned back in his chair and spoke slowly.
Si Youlin frowned, and said defiantly, "Let's go again."
Upon hearing this, Si Zuochen shook his head, turned slightly to face Si Youlin, and said, "You have something on your mind and you're not paying attention. You'll lose no matter how many more times you try."
Hearing his brother expose his thoughts, Si Youlin lowered his eyes and bowed his head.
Seeing his appearance, Si Zuochen sighed: "You've been acting strange ever since you came in today. You lost a game all afternoon."
"What's wrong? Did that woman hit you again?" His tone was icy as he spoke.
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