Really young master after pretending to be a

Jiang Lin didn't know if Meng Qian had a crazy villain in his heart.

But this kindness towards Jiang Lin because of guilt made Jiang Lin naturally develop a good impression of Meng Qian.

At the very beginning, Jiang Lin's feelings towards Meng Qian were a bit complicated. The culprit behind this experience was not man-made, but a fate intertwined with coincidences. After the Meng family's family situation, he felt that he had occupied the favor of Jiang's parents, and felt a little guilty.

All the complicated emotions were entangled, so that Jiang Lin couldn't find a suitable attitude towards Meng Qian. In addition, he was not a proactive person, so Jiang Lin had been shelving his contacts with Meng Qian.

So it's a look of indifference.

Facing Meng Qian's invitation, he nodded slightly. Once downstairs, Meng Qian was like a hardworking bee. He first poured a glass of water for Jiang Lin, and then hurriedly went to the kitchen to cut a few ice cubes. watermelon.

"It's a bit hot today." Meng Qian handed Jiang Lin a piece of paper, and also took a piece of paper to wipe away the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.

In fact, the air conditioner in the hall is very good, and the place itself is empty, so it is very cool, and the sweat on Jiang Lin's body is almost dry.

But he took it anyway, wiped it casually, and the modified pheromone had already overflowed. The congenital necrosis of Meng Qian's glands should not be affected, and he shouldn't even be able to smell the orange fragrance that filled half the room.

But he sniffed the smell in the air, and silently opened the exhaust vent of the villa, making Jiang Lin, who was soaked in the fragrance of oranges, less embarrassing.

The moment Jiang Lin dropped the paper ball, Meng Qian handed the watermelon to Jiang Lin, saying that the watermelon had few seeds and was sweet.

Jiang Lin looked up at him, took it, and his eyes naturally fell on Meng Qian's hand.

These are a pair of pampered hands, completely different from Jiang Lin's.

Jiang Lin had calluses on his hands for various reasons, but Meng Qian's fingers were fair and slender, and his nails were neatly cut.

But his nails were a little purple.

He is not in good health.

I didn't hear that he had a heart attack or something, otherwise Meng Jingyao would definitely have warned him not to provoke Meng Qian on the first day they met.

so……

Is it anemia?

Since he enrolled in the major of traditional Chinese medicine, Jiang Lin began to preview what he was going to learn during the summer vacation, and he judged the result naturally.

After taking two bites of the watermelon, the rich fruity aroma filled the mouth, very sweet.

Meng Qian gnawed on the melon, and thought of something after a while, took two pieces and ran upstairs to Meng Jingyao's room to give her a watermelon.

There must have been some quarrel between them. Meng Jingyao uttered a few sharp roars, but calmed down soon after.

Meng Qian comforted her, walked out with a smile, and ate watermelon with Jiang Lin downstairs.

At night, air conditioning, iced watermelon.

Just listening to it felt very refreshing, and Jiang Lin felt that the heat on his body had completely dropped.

He knew that Meng Jingyao was venting his temper against Meng Qian.

He also knows that people will always vent their temper on the closest person, even if they show their ugliest side, it is still the same, because they are sure that the person who receives the anger will definitely not leave him.

The watermelon had already been eaten, Jiang Lin threw away the rind, and looked at Meng Qian who was not as nervous as before.

He had no intention of meddling in the relationship between their siblings, and now he knew he couldn't do it.

Meng Qian is Meng Jingyao's younger brother, but he is not just a younger brother.

It is a trustworthy person, a shelter, something that Jiang Lin lacks but always wants to have.

He couldn't get in.

Because Jiang Lin kept looking at him, Meng Qian blinked in confusion.

Because of not going out for a long time, his complexion was pale.

"Are you anemic?" This was the first sentence Jiang Lin took the initiative to say to Meng Qian.

The Meng family was so rich, and Meng Jingyao valued him so much, why didn't he get cured?

"Ah?" Meng Qian didn't expect to face this question suddenly, and curled up his fingers slightly, "It's a little bit, I hurt it when I was a child, and it can't be cured."

What hurts like this?Why did Meng Qian bleed profusely?

But Meng Qian didn't mean to say these things in detail, and Jiang Lin didn't continue to ask, but instead said, "Can I see your medical report?"

Meng Qian:? ?

He didn't expect Jiang Lin to care so much about his body. Although Jiang Lin was a medical student, he always felt something was wrong.

The animal-like intuition made his hair stand on end, "It's not... no way." He hesitated, but he still found it through rummaging through boxes and chests.

When Meng Qian read the medical report, he only looked at the final conclusion. How could he understand more specific things if he was not a medical student?

But Jiang Lin can.

Meng Qian's anemia is not the kind of anemia after hemorrhage, but the lack of a hematopoietic hormone that should be secreted by the glands in the body.

After all, it wasn't a natural gland death, even if Jiang Lin's parents were exhaustive, but the process of life gestation is too mysterious, and some small flaws are inevitable.

If Meng Qian had been raised by Jiang Lin's parents since he was a child, this would not be a problem at all. Even if Meng Qian was not their child, the Jiang family's parents would not make Meng Qian anemic.

Jiang Lin went to the physical examination report with complicated emotions, and asked Meng Qian seriously, "Do you want to be cured?"

Although he didn't know what it meant, Meng Qian subconsciously agreed: "...is it okay?"

"You are caused by the hormones secreted by the glands, so can I research it?" I didn't know that word touched Meng Qian's nerves, and Meng Qian almost jumped up.

His voice almost broke, "You don't fucking study pheromones, do you...??"

Meng Qian's reaction was purely a stress reaction, and his rationality quickly returned. He realized that his reaction was outrageous, but he didn't expect something even more outrageous to come, so Jiang Lin nodded.

He actually nodded! !

Meng Qian swallowed hard, and couldn't eat half of the melon anymore. He felt that he was a little close to Jiang Lin, so he hurried to Meng Jingyao's room.

Then the next day, he fled Meng's house overnight.

He said that he went to Jiang's house to cultivate a relationship with his own grandfather.

Jiang Lin: ...?

He was a little lost.

It was only later that he learned that Meng Qian was forced to participate in experiments when he was a child, so he was a little scared of the pheromone researcher.

After that, Jiang Lin sorted out Meng Qian's physical condition when he was a child from complicated documents. From his scattered impressions, he found that Meng Qian's physical growth basically followed the speculation in the notes.

In fact, this was all the contact Jiang Linhe and Meng Jingyao could have before they moved their hukou.

He failed to study Meng Qian.

He also knew that Meng Qian was unwilling, so he never thought of bringing up this topic again.

Jiang Lin took a deep breath, and sat on the stone bench with complicated emotions, not knowing what to say.

He stared blankly at a tree in a daze, but the breath on his body could tell that he was a bit depressed.

Qin Wang thought for a while, then stepped forward and patted Jiang Lin on the shoulder.

"Are you running here to hide?" Qin Wang's teasing words lingered in his ears.

Jiang Lin froze.