"You know him?"

"I don't know each other, but they are all in this industry. These people have heard of each other."

Pei Qingsheng is not interested in these, he has his own things to do.

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One night passed, and Jiang Lan slowly woke up.

She opened her eyes, raised her hands to block the dazzling sunlight in the sky, and then turned to look at the man beside her.

Lu Jingchi was still sleeping with her eyes closed, and she didn't move.

But Lu Jingchi still woke up. The moment Jiang Lan raised his hand, he opened his eyes and looked down at Jiang Lan.

The first thing he did when he woke up was ask her: "Do you remember?"

Although Jiang Lan didn't know why he asked, he still nodded.

Lu Jingchi leaned back and sighed softly.

Jiang Lan pulled his sleeve and gestured: Do you want to change the dressing?

"Um."

Jiang Lan sat up from his arms, unbuttoned the sleeves on his chest, took off his windbreaker and towel to check the wounds on his back.

The herbs applied yesterday had little moisture left in them and were shriveled, as if the medicine had been absorbed by the wound.

She carefully took off the herbal medicine. His wound stopped bleeding, and the area around the wound was dyed dark green by the medicine.

Jiang Lan took out a towel, dipped it in disinfectant, and wiped around the wound.

Even though she was already very light, Lu Jingchi's forehead was still painful and he was sweating coldly. He frowned and remained silent.

After the wound was cleaned, its original appearance was revealed.

The wound was very deep, and the surrounding skin was turned out. You could vaguely see inside through the wound, but there were herbs stuffed in the gaps of the wound, so you couldn't see what was going on inside.

It's hard to imagine that such a wound can actually stop bleeding.

Jiang Lan followed suit, chewed up the herbs and applied them to the wound.

She actually didn't want to use her mouth, but according to Lu Jingchi, saliva can also be disinfected, so she bit it with her mouth.

After re-bandaging his wound, Jiang Lan gestured: Are you feeling better today?

Lu Jingchi also wanted to verify it. He tried to stand up by holding on to the bulkhead of the ship, but failed.

Jiang Lan didn't know how much pain he felt, but in her impression, Lu Jingchi's injuries never showed on his face, and he never showed such an expression of pain.

As soon as he moved, he was sweating profusely, his brows were almost knitted together, and large drops of cold sweat fell from his forehead.

Jiang Lan supported him, his face full of worry.

Lu Jingchi closed his eyes and calmed down, then turned to her and said, "I'm fine, but I can't move for the time being."

Seeing him in pain, Jiang Lan's eyes became sore and tears welled up in his eyes.

Lu Jingchi raised his hand, touched her cheek, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Don't cry, I can't die."

She sobbed and tried to hold back her tears, but failed.

Lu Jingchi looked a little more helpless, "I'm already injured like this, you still want me to comfort you, aren't you afraid that I'm really going to die?"

Hearing this, Jiang Lan immediately bit her lip and looked at him with blurred eyes.

She squatted on the ground, her bathrobe wide open, revealing the fluffy short-sleeved tube top underneath, and her movements caused a gap in the tube top.

From Lu Jingchi’s perspective, it’s almost finished.

His expression added another layer of pain.

Lu Jingchi closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Don't squat, get up."

Jiang Lan didn't dare to disobey him, so she immediately stood up and sat next to him.

She gestured worriedly: Are you feeling uncomfortable?

Lu Jingchi tilted his head and looked at her weakly, with unclear meaning in his eyes, "Yes."

Jiang Lan looked into his eyes and felt that there was something wrong with his words, but she couldn't figure it out.

She gestured: What should we do?
Chapter completed!