He is sick, I am the medicine

Jiang Chaqing was sitting on the hospital bed, the white quilt was pushed aside, his trousers were rolled up to his knees, his white legs were close together, his brows were slightly wrinkled as if he wanted to turn his head away to escape from something.

Jin Xun didn't know when he moved from the stool to the bed. He looked calm, but when he looked into his eyes, it seemed as if a whirlpool had rolled up.

Jiang Chaqing takes writing as a profession and is destined not to be exposed to the wind and the sun. In addition, he doesn't like going out, so the skin all over his body has an unhealthy whiteness. He is thin, with sparse hair on his hands and feet, and his legs look like Girls are average.

Jin Xun has slender fingers, and he can easily hold Jiang Chaqing's ankles in his hands. Jiang Chaqing's feet are as beautiful as his face, white and clean, and the toenails are trimmed round, looking like transparent with pink pearls.

Jin Xun's fingertips vaguely touched Jiang Chaqing's soles, every time he could clearly feel the slight trembling of the feet in his hands, and he did not miss every subtle expression of Jiang Chaqing, which made him The desire in his heart was getting deeper and deeper, but his face still had a serious look.

When Jiang Chaqing was young, he didn't like to play around with boys of the same age. He always liked to read books quietly by himself. Even when he grew up, he was withdrawn and kept away from anyone, even Ning Xin, because he was afraid of being seen by others. Covert and resistant to physical contact.

But now, Jiang Chaqing's ankle was held by Jin Xun in a playful manner, and the numbness that came up from his feet made his mind go into a mess, biting his lip for fear of making any shameful sound.

Jiang Chaqing never knew that his feet were so sensitive. It was just an ordinary observation of the shape of his feet, but it turned out to be so painful. His hand holding the bed sheet was almost white, and Jin Xun touched him again. He couldn't help it. When he spoke, his voice was trembling like crying.

"Enough...enough!"

Jiang Chaqing withdrew his feet abruptly, he gasped for breath, the double stimulation of his mind and body made him break out in a cold sweat, his temple hair was wet and stuck to his cheeks, he was speechless for a long time with drooping eyebrows and eyes.

In fact, Jiang Chaqing was also so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say. His reaction must have been too strange in Jin Xun's eyes. At this moment, he really hoped to be alone for a while.

Jin Xun was silent as if he was thinking about something, and suddenly he leaned over, "Chaqing."

Jiang Chaqing's body trembled. He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but found that there was no way to retreat. He raised his eyes slightly and looked over. His indifferent gaze seemed to be covered with moisture, so beautiful that people couldn't move their eyes away.

"Your appearance will be misunderstood by others, including me." Jin Xun's magnetic voice came to Jiang Chaqing's ear, with a faint smile.

Jiang Chaqing's pale face was rarely stained red because of this sentence, and his cold expression could hardly be maintained, but he still tried his best to calm down and say what he wanted to say, "Can I join the investigation?"

Hearing these words, the smile faded from Jin Xun's eyes. He helped Jiang Chaqing cover the quilt again, and said with bent lips, "Of course, you should rest well and adjust your body. I'm leaving first."

Jiang Chaqing naturally couldn't ask for more, "Goodbye."

Jin Xun came out of the ward. He thought of Ning Xin and decided to visit on a whim. When he arrived at the door of the ward, he found that the door had not been closed. He didn't care about Ning Xin who was unconscious inside, but the woman in the wheelchair by the bed made him bear it. If he guessed correctly, it should be Ning Xin's mother. He seemed to have thought of something and turned to leave.

Jin Xun took out his mobile phone and dialed, and the call was quickly connected, "Uncle Zeng, give me the address of the deceased's home."

"Okay, but did you find anything?"

"Not yet, I just want to confirm something." Jin Xun said as he walked in when the elevator door opened. A woman in the elevator passed him by. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the woman's profile. His pupils shrank, but when he turned around, the elevator doors had merged.

"Jin Xun? What's wrong?" The middle-aged police officer noticed that Jin Xun hadn't answered for a long time.

"It's okay, it's just that the signal is not very good suddenly." Jin Xun recalled the appearance of the woman just now, and the weird feeling quickly faded away.

Really, if you don't pay attention, it looks very similar...

The moment Mother Ning saw the woman, she felt the same as Jin Xun. If it wasn't for the appearance of a woman, she would have almost blurted out a name.

Ning's mother looked at the woman in front of her. Whether it was the indifferent eyebrows or the cold temperament around her, she was too similar to Jiang Chaqing. The only difference was the healthy complexion on her face, "You are..."

The woman was wearing simple sportswear and ordinary white flat shoes. When she heard Mother Ning's words, a trace of sadness flashed across her eyes, "Don't Aunt Ning remember me? I'm Xu Lan."

"Xu Lan..." Ning's mother immediately thought of her friend who passed away many years ago. When she was still studying, she was unmarried and conceived. After giving birth to a girl, she also dropped out of school to support herself. Knowing where to be sent by friends, "Is your mother Xu Wei?"

"I knew that Auntie Ning would never forget me." Xu Lan smiled, her indifferent brows melted like ice and snow, and people couldn't help being amazed.

"I didn't expect to see you again after so many years, but how did you know I'm here?" Ning's mother was also a little emotional, but more of a question.

"Xiaozhen was delayed by something, I brought her soup," Xu Lan's smile flickered, and seeing Ning's mother's puzzled eyes, she had to add, "After my mother passed away, I was sent to the orphanage. My family adopted me, and my biological father Qin Shen found me a few years ago and took me back to the Qin family."

Qin Shen is Qin Zhen's father, and Ning's mother understood the reason when she heard this. Qin Shen was really romantic when he was young, "Then your surname is Qin now?"

"No, I'll take my mother's surname." Xu Lan put the soup on the cabinet next to the hospital bed, and was grabbed by her wrist as soon as she put it on. Not too much, she pulled back her hand only to realize that it was Ning Xin who was lying on the bed and woke up.

Ning Xin still looked delirious, only staring at Xu Lan with half-opened eyes, and the hand that was thrown away still stopped in mid-air, as if trying to hold something.

Xu Lan reached out to hold Ning Xin's hand out of nowhere, and Ning Xin seemed to be relieved.

"Aunt Ning..." Xu Lan felt at a loss in her heart. It was the first time for her to be held by a man like this. She turned her face and looked at Mother Ning as if asking for help.

Ning's mother didn't seem to see Xu Lan's helplessness. She looked at Ning Xin and Xu Lan's clasped hands. These days, Ning Xin woke up several times, but every time she was in a daze, and she kept chanting forever. It was Jiang Chaqing, who was rejected by Jiang Chaqing every time she visited, but Xu Lan's arrival today gave her a new idea.

Not long after Ning Xin fell asleep again, Xu Lan breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew her hand.

"Lanlan, can I call you that?" Mother Ning smiled and waved to her, "Come here and let me see you."

Xu Lan paused, she walked up to Ning's mother and stood still, staring at Ning's mother with inexplicably hot eyes, "Of course...Of course, that's what you called me before."

Mother Ning stretched out her hand to hold Xu Lan's hands. She had never done rough work since she was a child, and her hands were smooth and tender. Compared with the two hands, Xu Lan's hands were sharp, with obvious blue veins on the back of her hands. She frowned slightly. It's just that Xu Lan had a hard life in the past.

"What do you think of my family, Ning Xin?"

Xu Lan was stunned for a moment, she turned her face and glanced at Ning Xin, then nodded, "It's pretty good."

"Then would you like to be my daughter-in-law?" Mother Ning patted the back of Xu Lan's hand lightly, "If you become my daughter-in-law, I will treat you like my own daughter and won't let you suffer any grievances."

Xu Lan's eyes widened slightly, and she was silent for a while, "But my father told me that Brother Ning and Xiao Zhen have decided to get married."

"I said before that we should let two young people get along with each other, but it's a pity that feelings cannot be forced," Mother Ning said with a sad sigh, and then she recovered and smiled, "But when I saw you, I felt that you I must hit it off with Ning Xin."

"Promise Auntie, will you give it a try?"