Jiang Mo raised his hand with a sweet smile, and then threw the used wipes into the trash can next to him.
Liu Xinai stared at the back of her hand, and then sighed: "Next time you apply red paint, remember to wipe it off in time to avoid scaring people."
"You are a doctor, are you afraid of blood?"
"I'm not afraid of blood, but I'm afraid you will get hurt."
Liu Xinai discovered that this man was older and had more worries.
Sometimes I even hear words that are unlucky.
Sometimes, the eyesight is not very good either.
Just talk about the "paint" on the back of Jiang Motian's hand...
Liu Xinai looked at it like blood stains.
But Jiang Motian doesn't know how to lie, so after all, Liu Xinai's eyesight is bad.
Gently rubbing the corners of her eyes, Liu Xinai looked into the distance and relaxed her eyes.
She was relaxing when she suddenly heard Jiang Motian ask a question: "Dear aunt, if a person is injured and bleeds a lot, how should he be taken care of?"
"Then the injured must be allowed to rest and then supplemented with high-protein food."
Jiang Motian couldn't help but pursed her lips after hearing this.
She doesn't know that person.
But she could feel that he was not a law-abiding guy.
Resting... I'm afraid it will be difficult.
But as long as he stayed in the small courtyard, Jiang Motian would not disturb him.
You can even send some nutritional supplements there.
But……
Thinking of the man's rough treatment of his wounds, Jiang Motian asked again: "Does that wound have to be treated in the hospital?"
"What else can I do if I don't go to the hospital? Do it myself?"
"Um."
Liu Xinai seemed to be hearing a joke.
She shook her head and said, "Let's not talk about whether this person can do it to me. Let's talk about the operation process. If the handling is not standardized, it is easy to get infected."
Infect……
Jiang Motian's eyes were suddenly filled with worry.
"Tiantian?"
Hearing Liu Xinai calling him, Jiang Motian immediately raised his head and asked, "What's the matter, Auntie Xin'ai?"
"I feel like your face doesn't look good, are you okay?"
Jiang Motian shook his head and replied, "I'm fine."
Liu Xinai was still staring at Jiang Motian, and at the same time, she said slightly worriedly: "The content you talked about today... is a bit weird."
Jiang Motian's fingers tightened unconsciously.
Then, she explained with a smile: "I just watched a movie. The protagonist in it treated his own wounds. I thought it was unscientific, so I asked."
Jiang Motian didn't think much about it and just came up with an excuse.
And it's very smooth.
Jiang Motian was helpless with herself.
I can’t understand why my lies have become more and more slippery after I returned to China...
Liu Xinai stared at Jiang Motian's smiling face for a while, and then looked away.
He also said: "Exaggeration is often used in movies. In fact, if you are injured, you must go to the hospital immediately, otherwise it will easily lead to inflammation, high fever, and even life-threatening injuries."
Liu Xinai didn't mean to scare people.
What she said was true.
But her facts made Jiang Motian stop suddenly.
The next second, she said with an annoyed look: "Oops, I forgot something in the studio."
"Then I'll go get it with you."
"No, no, I'll just go by myself. Well...my studio is a mess. I'll clean it up another day. Please come and visit."
Liu Xinai didn't insist.
She smiled and responded: "Okay, be careful on the road."
"Yeah, I know."
Jiang Motian sent Liu Xinai back to the car.
after……
She quickly bought some nutritional supplements and hurried back to the studio.
But there was no trace of that person in the studio.
Just her coat, hanging on the branch.
Jiang Motian stood silently for a while, then placed the purchased items in a conspicuous place in the yard.
She also prepared food and medicine.
But in the next few days, Jiang Motian never met that man again.
There are no signs of use on anything.
Come to think of it...
The two people only met briefly, and then they completely stopped interacting.
When he realized this, Jiang Motian felt a little bit sad.
But it quickly dissipated without a trace.
Jiang Motian's life has returned to its previous calmness.
…
Since Jiang Motian made a list of the things needed in the studio and handed it to Li Xingyan, Li Xingyan was like ants moving, decorating the studio bit by bit.
It didn't take long for the studio to be decorated in a stylish way.
While Jiang Motian was worrying about the studio, she was also secretly preparing a birthday party for her mother.
The size of the banquet was not large.
Just invite some relatives and friends to come to your home for a gathering.
But in order to give her mother a sense of surprise, Jiang Motian decided to decorate the event site.
At this moment, she was standing in the gift shop, comparing the decorations.
Hmm...which color should I choose?
Mom likes gold.
But this blue matches the overall style better.
Alas, it’s hard to choose.
Jiang Motian hesitated over the two pendants in his hands.
And this time...
"Tiantian?"
Hearing someone calling his name, Jiang Motian turned his head and looked over.
Then I saw a girl with a round face, showing a little bit of surprise.
"Oh my God, it's really you! Why didn't you tell us when you came back?"
Wei Yangyang is Jiang Motian's good friend.
The two are also classmates.
At this moment, old friends reunited. Wei Yangyang happily held Jiang Motian's wrist with a smile on his face.
Jiang Motian was very happy to see her good friends.
only……
Jiang Motian pursed her lips, and then said, "Not everyone wants to see me, so it's better not to make a big fuss."
Her answer made Wei Yangyang's expression condense.
There was a dark look in his eyes.
But soon, she smiled again and said: "Anyway, you are welcome back!"
"Thanks."
Jiang Motian's politeness made Wei Yangyang feel a little uncomfortable.
She looked carefully at the woman in front of her and felt that she had changed.
Jiang Motian was not like this before.
But she wasn't the only one who had changed.
Haven't you become more mature and steady?
Thinking of this, Wei Yangyang felt like he had something to say to Jiang Motian.
But this is not a good place to chat.
She thought for a while and then suggested: "We haven't seen each other for a long time. Let me take you to the restaurant we used to go to!"
"Then the restaurant is still there?"
"Of course. After the decoration, it looks great!"
"But……"
"Stop it, it's noon now, you must be hungry, let's go for a walk!"
Wei Yangyang dragged Jiang Motian away without any explanation.
Jiang Motian was helpless, thinking that her fiery personality had not changed yet.
The restaurant that Wei Yangyang took Jiang Motian to was previously in the semi-basement.
It looks very inconspicuous.
But it tastes great.
After many years, Jiang Motian returned.
Only to find out...the restaurant has moved across the street.
And the decoration is very grand, as high as three floors.
Anyway, when Jiang Motian passed by the door, he would definitely not associate this splendid place with the previous semi-basement.
