Chapter 141 You are injured and need medicine

Jiang Rou tried to be as tactful as possible in her words, but Lin Yulan could feel the concern between the lines.

Especially the last sentence.

——Your own happiness is the most important thing.

Lin Yulan had never heard such words in her life.

She is the eldest daughter in the family, the older sister of her younger siblings, and a role model for the children in the compound. All expectations are on her, and she is expected to do her best and do better.

Later after getting married.

She is a dignified military officer's wife, her husband is the heroic regiment commander who is envied by everyone, she is a role model for military families in the compound, and she is the future director of the Women's Department.

Everything is carried on her shoulders.

No one allowed her to make any mistakes.

Not even the slightest mistake is allowed.

Even though just now...

That's when everyone realized she might be pregnant.

They say that after being married for so many years, she is pregnant and has a child.

I hope she can give birth to a boy, so that the Liang family can have more children and have a son in one go.

As for Lin Yulan’s own wishes, does it matter?

It doesn't matter at all.

No one cares at all.

Everyone was so happy and wanted to celebrate, but no one noticed her resistance to the pregnancy.

Once upon a time...

When the news came that Lin Yuyao was about to go to the island, Lin Yulan was expectant and excited.

After all, they are sisters who grew up together. Lin Yulan hopes to have a sister who cares about her, understands her and allows her to talk to her.

But the reality is so cruel.

Not only did she not gain a caring sister, but she also had more responsibilities to bear and had to accommodate Lin Yuyao's every willfulness.

She even allowed Lin Yuyao to move out of the army and live in her home.

Lin Yulan didn't even have the last bit of breathing space.

She is the eldest daughter, the daughter-in-law, the elder sister, and the support of everyone.

But what about herself?

Where is the soul called "Lin Yulan"?

This has always been the confusion that has been deeply hidden in Lin Yulan's heart.

At this moment.

In front of Lin Yulan was Jiang Rou, whom she thought she was not very familiar with, just an ordinary neighbor in the same compound.

However, only Jiang Rou, with whom she had a distant relationship, said, "It's most important that you are happy."

Jiang Rou was talking seriously to "Lin Yulan" and not her other identities.

This moment.

A sour heat suddenly rushed into Lin Yulan's eyes.

Her eyes, which were already slightly red, suddenly became even redder.

"Sister Yulan..."

Jiang Rou was startled.

Lin Yulan turned around quickly and wiped away the tears that were about to fall with her sleeve.

"I... I'm fine. It was windy just now and some sand accidentally blew into my eyes. I'll just rub them and they'll be fine."

After hearing what Lin Yulan said, Jiang Rou didn't know what to say.

Between her and Lin Yulan, there is also Lin Yuyao, so it is not advisable for them to have too much contact with each other.

Waited for a while.

After Lin Yulan calmed herself down again, she turned around with a faint smile on her face.

"You are here to see the school. Let me show you around."

"Okay, Sister Yulan."

…

On the other hand.

After everyone left, only Song Qingqian and He Donglai were left at the gate of the courtyard.

He Donglai's eyes were always on Song Qingqian, especially the scratch on her wrist.

Song Qingqian could feel He Donglai's strange gaze, but she didn't know what this man was looking at.

It must be because of how dirty she looks at the moment, so ugly.

Song Qingqian turned around and walked into the house.

He Donglai followed closely behind Song Qingqian, frowning slightly, and entered the house together.

After entering the house.

Song Qingqian still had that resolute look on her face, and was about to walk into the room.

This is the norm for them as a couple.

Even when He Donglai was at home, they were separated into different rooms and there was no conversation or contact.

Just for this day.

Just when Song Qingqian was about to escape back into the room.

Her elbow was pulled by a force.

"etc."

He Donglai spoke in a low voice.

Song Qingqian's body trembled slightly.

Her elbow suddenly felt hot, which was the heat coming from He Donglai's palm.

They have all been pulled.

Then it would be impossible to escape.

Since you can't escape it, just face it.

After all, Song Qingqian is a young lady from Shanghai, and timidity has never been in her dictionary.

She gently shook off He Donglai's pull and turned around.

His expression was cold and arrogant, and his eyes were slightly raised.

Song Qingqian raised her chin slightly, pursed her lips and asked, "What's the matter?"

This expression is Song Qingqian's usual attitude.

Those naturally long, narrow red eyes make people look particularly unapproachable, and even feel that she is sneering at them.

This is Song Qingqian's weapon.

She has always been like this since she was a child, and others dare not provoke her.

Those who are annoying and like to curry favor with others will all leave her.

She is too used to this mask of arrogance.

However.

However, Song Qingqian forgot how ferocious she looked at that moment.

The cheeks were dirty and covered with dust.

The clothes were wrinkled and had holes in some places.

There was even a brown-red chicken feather hanging on the hem of her clothes.

This look, coupled with Song Qingqian's expression, not only does it not make people feel arrogant and contemptuous.

Instead... it's funny.

The corners of He Donglai's mouth twitched slightly, and a bright light flashed quickly in his eyes.

He seemed to be about to laugh, but was suppressed heavily.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he said in a low voice, "You are injured and need medicine."

Hurt?

Ever since the chicken was caught, followed by the appearance of He Donglai, Song Qingqian's nerves have been tense, and her emotions are as turbulent as the waves of the sea.

In such intense emotions, she didn't feel any hurt or pain at all.

After He Donglai’s reminder.

Song Qingqian's first reaction was confusion.

He Donglai saw her slightly frowning reaction and pointed at her wrist.

"Here, it's scratched."

Only then did Song Qingqian look at her wrist.

A bright red scratch was visible on the cuff of his sleeve, the skin was broken, and there were streaks of blood.

It looked pretty bad, but the only lucky thing was that there was no bleeding.

Song Qingqian's wrinkled brows instantly became tighter.

Because……

pain.

The kind of pain that comes from having your skin scratched, with a prickly, numb, and contracting pain.

Not only did the wrist hurt, but the elbow area covered by the sleeve also hurt.

Song Qingqian looked at the scar on his wrist and took a deep breath.

How did He Donglai discover the wound that neither she nor Jiang Rou noticed?

She was confused.

He Donglai spoke again, "Sit down first. I'll go get the medical kit."

When Song Qingqian heard this, he was still in a daze and didn't react.

But she was already sitting in a chair in the living room.

Song Qingqian silently watched He Donglai walk away to get the medical box.