After wearing it back, I have no feeling for Lao Gong

Minglian's eyes fell on the little seven-star ladybug, staring at it crawling around on Jiang Jiao's head.

The eyes are full of interest.

Jiang Jiao froze like a stone sculpture. On the one hand, it was because of Ming Lian, and on the other hand, it was because of... the feeling on his head.

The former makes him nervous, the latter makes him sick.

That's disgusting, what the hell is that on top?Could it be those long ones with many, many feet?

As soon as this thought came out, goosebumps rose all over Jiang Jiao's body.

"Ming, Minglian, what's on it?" Jiang Jiao couldn't speak fluently.

Minglian raised his eyebrows slightly, "Bug."

The villain in Jiang Jiao's heart screamed crazily.

Really bugs!

He has worms on his head! !

Jiang Jiao used to be a fastidious and fussy man, he had that condition, so he had very good food, housing and clothing.

Clean yourself up to look good in the classroom.

It's just that they all backed down in front of Minglian later, but some fears were engraved in his bones.

For example, Jiang Jiao thinks bugs are disgusting.

It's so disgusting that people don't even want to kill it by looking at it.

"What is it like?" Jiang Jiao's voice was trembling.

Minglian gave a flat "Oh", and then said, "There are many feet, which can crawl around. Like now, it is buried in your hair."

Jiang Jiao's scalp was about to explode, and the veins on his forehead twitched a few times. Finally, he stood up and frantically pulled his hair with bear's paw.

The little nurse not far away was shocked and hurried over, "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Why does it look a bit like a psychotic attack?

Could it be that he hurt more than just one pair of hands?The little nurse thought uncertainly.

Jiang Jiao paid no attention to it, and continued to pull his hair with his hands, trying to get off the bug with many legs that Ming Lian said.

Ming Lian watched Jiang Jiao go crazy like watching a play.

"Minglian, is it still on top?"

"exist."

After a while.

"What now? Now? Is it still there? Did it fall off!!" Jiang Jiao asked while looking down at the ground.

"It's still on your head." Minglian replied in the affirmative.

The villain in Jiang Jiao's heart was screaming crazily, screaming until his heart was piercing.

It hasn't fallen yet?Is it that stable?That bug shouldn't have more than ten or twenty pairs of feet!

Just thinking of this, Jiang Jiao was about to collapse.

He continued to grab his hair, and suddenly a small seven-spotted ladybug floated in front of Jiang Jiao's eyes.

Jiang Jiao was struck by lightning.

Minglian also saw the seven-spotted ladybug.

Just when he thought Jiang Jiao would calm down, he saw that the opponent's movements were more violent.

It seems to want to lift off its own celestial spirit cover, carefully catch the bugs, and then put it back on again.

Minglian: "..."

Jiang Jiao's brain circuit is really different. After seeing the seven-star ladybug, his first reaction was not that the bug finally fell, but——

In addition to bugs with many legs, there are seven-spotted ladybugs!

Could it be that there is a bug breeding base on his head?

"Sir, please calm down, what's the matter with you?" The little nurse kept saying.

At the end, seeing that Jiang Jiao didn't look at her once, he turned his head and shouted to his companion not far away, "Fang Fang, bring the tranquilizer, this gentleman needs a tranquilizer."

"Ok."

After Minglian watched the play for a while, he felt that it was almost enough, and he couldn't add unnecessary workload to the medical staff.

"Jiang Jiao."

Jiang Jiao paused, then turned to look at Minglian stiffly.

His eyes, which were already high and swollen, were red with anxiety, as if he was about to cry at any moment.

"There are no more bugs," Minglian said.

Jiang Jiao blinked, and the bear's paw on his head slowly fell down.

After staring at Minglian for a while, Jiang Jiao lowered his head slowly and set his eyes on his feet.

The floor of the hospital is very clean, and the sanitation work is very good. Because of this, Jiang Jiao saw the little ladybug crawling slowly at his feet at a glance.

However, Jiang Jiao glanced over, obviously not taking the little ladybug as a target.

Minglian raised his hand to support his head.

After searching around, Jiang Jiao couldn't find anything except the little ladybug which was smaller than mung bean.

A flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and Jiang Jiao instantly understood.

That's it?That's it? ! !

He raised his head slowly in disbelief, and saw the black-haired and cold white-skinned young man who was undergoing an infusion, looking at him with his head raised.

The gaze was very complicated, and it was difficult to distinguish the emotions in it carefully.

But Jiang Jiao can be sure that Minglian's eyes at this moment have nothing to do with worship or admiration, appreciation or favor.

This nearly 1.9-meter-tall man was like a punctured ball, which let out all his breath.

So humiliating.

He actually did such a stupid thing in front of Minglian.

However, this is not the end, because the little nurse who was called to get the sedative just now has returned quickly.

"The sedative is coming, is the patient very manic? Do you need to tie him with a rubber rope..."

Halfway through, the little nurse with the sedative in her hand felt something was wrong.

No one seems to be crazy, why do they need tranquilizers?

Jiang Jiao: "..." Social death.

The other little nurse was there the whole time, so she heard what Minglian said just now. She seemed to have guessed something, and coughed awkwardly, "It's not necessary now."

Sitting back on the soft chair with stiff steps, Jiang Jiao put his hands on his lap and sat upright, like a student listening to the teacher's lecture attentively in class.

After a while, his straight spine tilted towards Minglian, at an acute angle, and whispered, "Actually, I'm not like that usually."

Ming didn't even lift his eyelids.

Jiang Jiao made fun of himself, and after a few more words, he stopped talking.

About 10 minutes later, Meng Shan, who didn't know where to go just now, came back.

The secretary, who was all about elites, said, "Jiang Sanshao, Wan Dong said he wanted to come to the hospital."

Jiang Jiao was stunned for a moment, "Uncle Wan came to the hospital, is he feeling unwell?"

Meng Shan: "He said to come and see you and Ming Shao."

"Talk to Uncle Wan, don't let him make a special trip, it should be me and Minglian to see him." Jiang Jiao was still a little cautious.

Now that Minglian is still sick, he wants to wait until Minglian recovers and be more energetic before visiting others.

"Wan Dong is already on his way here, and he will arrive in about half an hour." Meng Shan said.

Jiang Jiao pursed his lips, unable to help.

After Mengshan walked a little farther away and sat down, Jiang Jiao leaned into Minglian's ear and whispered, "I want to come to you as an uncle, you can just call him Uncle Wan. When we got married before, he He just went abroad for medical treatment, and he has never had a chance to see you, he is very sorry."

Minglian's eyes drooped slightly, making people unable to see the emotion in his eyes.

Jiang Jiao continued to mutter, "We will probably only see Uncle Shi for a while, can... can we not mention that we are divorced?"

Speaking of the latter, Jiang Jiao's voice became so low that it was almost inaudible.

Minglian's hand resting on the armrest of the soft chair moved, and his white fingertips tapped on the dark armrest again and again, like snow falling on the ground.

Jiang Jiao's heart, all his joys, anger, sorrows and joys, seemed to be controlled by that hand like a work of art.

Slowly holding his breath, Jiang Jiao looked at Minglian without blinking.

Under his nervous, expectant, and a little apprehensive gaze, Minglian hummed a syllable through his straight nose.

It was this "hmm" that made Jiang Jiao so happy that he almost spiraled into the sky.

The corners of his mouth were almost grinning to the back of his ears, and his whole body was swept away from the decadence just now, like a big cock fighting for victory.

He almost stood up on the spot, put his hips on his hips and laughed twice.

Minglian glanced at him lightly, taking his ecstasy into his eyes, his eyes moved slightly as if stained with ink.

Wan Xionghao said he would arrive in half an hour, but in fact he didn't need it, Minglian's large infusion bottle was left in half an hour before he arrived.

Wan Xionghao is in his early fifties this year, with gray hair and a well-maintained face. Compared with his peers, there are not too many creases on his face.

"Uncle Wan." Jiang Jiao's sharp eyes saw a figure coming in from the door, and he scanned it routinely, but he didn't expect it to be an acquaintance.

He stood up from the chair, and at the same time put one of his bear paws on the shoulders of Minglian who was sitting on the chair.

If Minglian wants to stand up, he can push him back.

But Jiang Jiao thought too much, and Ming Lian, who was infusion, didn't have the idea to get up.

The young man with peach blossom eyes smiled and nodded to the middle-aged man who came in over there, neither humble nor overbearing, and then called "Uncle Wan".

Wan Xionghao, who was coming this way, suddenly stopped, his eyes widened slightly, and his face showed obvious shock, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

After calling someone, Jiang Jiao sat down again.

Wan Xionghao stayed on the spot for four to five seconds before taking steps like a restarted machine.

During this process, Jiang Jiao tentatively stretched out his hand, and moved towards Minglian's hand bit by bit with his palm wrapped in layers of gauze.

Like a snail, he moved slowly, and when he finally got close to the target, he hooked the back of Gou Minglian's hand with his little finger.

Minglian flipped his hand up without hesitation, then dropped it heavily, and slapped Jiang Jiao.

The wound had just been cleaned and the medicine was applied, and now that he was hit like this, Jiang Jiao's sour face was distorted.

But if you look closely, you can actually tell that he's smiling amidst the distortion.

Smiled to one's satisfaction.

Wan Xionghao over there recovered from the shock, and walked quickly in front of the two of them.

He clearly said the words to Jiang Jiao, but his eyes fell on Minglian, "I've already heard from Meng Shan that there was a landslide on Tuofeng Mountain, so nothing serious happened to him, right?"

That's why Wan Xionghao insisted on coming here.

Landslides are no small matter, and it is good luck to come out unscathed because of the smoke from the ancestral graves.

But Wan Xionghao thinks again, the Jiang family is indeed smoke from the ancestral grave.

Jiang Jiao didn't notice this detail, "Well, it's just that he has a little fever, but our things are gone."

Wan Xionghao saw the light in his eyes flickering, and hurriedly asked, "You are Minglian, right? This child is outstanding at first glance."

Hearing Wan Xionghao's praise of Minglian, Jiang Jiao immediately raised his head and chest, and couldn't hide his complacency.

He was just short of giving Wan Xionghao a performance on the spot.

As soon as the voice changed, Wan Xionghao said again, "Before you two got married, I had some physical problems and couldn't be there. It's a pity. Now I finally see you. By the way, Minglian, where are you from?"

Minglian: "South Sea City."

Wan Xionghao twitched his brows, as if he was a little surprised, and his expression softened after he thought of something behind him.

"You don't have your luggage and documents with you right now, so it's better to live with Uncle Wan first, and it won't be too late to make other plans after things are restored." Wan Xionghao suggested.

Jiang Jiao responded kindly, "Thank you, Uncle Wan."

He was not embarrassed to disturb others at all.

Seeing that there was still medicine in Minglian's infusion bottle, Wan Xionghao was not in a hurry, he sat down on the soft chair.

The seat was on Minglian's right, and he and Jiang Jiao surrounded Minglian.

"Your child is born better than many people I have ever met, and you are as good as your parents." Wan Xionghao is like an ordinary elder who knows Minglian, "When I go to Nanhai City in the future, I must Meet them, ask them for advice on raising children."

Jiang Jiao didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but he couldn't sit still after hearing this.

He leaned forward slightly, "Uncle Wan, I, I..."

Jiang Jiao was so anxious that he almost couldn't sit still.

Uncle Wan said such a thing, the trend of this topic is a bit wrong!

"What's wrong?" Wan Xionghao looked over.

Jiang Jiao scratched his ears and was about to speak, but Ming Lian was one step ahead of him, "My mother passed away very early."

Wan Xionghao was taken aback.

Jiang Jiao's straight spine instantly bent down.

When the two were still in an ambiguous period, Jiang Jiao knew that Minglian had a special concern for his mother who died early.

Some people may think that three or four-year-old children must not remember things, so what kind of feelings can they have?

But some feelings are indelible.

Minglian belongs to the kind who can't remember specific events, but always remembers that warm embrace.

Just because he knew that Minglian cared very much, Jiang Jiao asked Minglian twice about the death date of his mother, even if he had set up a super-cold character—if he could keep silent, he would not speak, and if he could solve it with one sentence, he would not need to say a word. .

He just wanted to impress his mother-in-law-to-be.

Jiang Jiao felt that now Uncle Wan's words were a bit painful.

Wan Xionghao was stunned, his lips trembled, and he said after a while, "Sorry."

Minglian smiled back, "It's okay, I have to thank Uncle Wan for taking me in."

Because of this sentence, the slightly depressed atmosphere was raised again.

Before the end of the infusion, Wan Xionghao was chatting with Minglian, basically the two of them said that Jiang Jiao couldn't get in the way.

Meng Shan on the side keenly felt the strangeness.

But I can't tell what's strange.

After the infusion, the little nurse brought the medicine bag, "I took the medicine twice a day, for a total of three days, after meals. Usually drink plenty of water, and if you still feel uncomfortable, come to the hospital as soon as possible."

Jiang Jiao took the medicine bag and said, "Is there anything I can't eat?"

Nurse: "Don't eat spicy food, and you can't drink alcohol during this period."

Jiang Jiao took it down seriously.

Jiang Jiao originally thought that Wan Xionghao would place him and Minglian in any real estate under his name.

But it wasn't until the vehicle drove into the Xihao mansion that Jiang Jiao realized, "Uncle Wan, did you go the wrong way?"

Wan Xionghao lives in the Xihao mansion, is this going to his house?

Wan Xionghao laughed happily, "My house is big enough to accommodate the two of you more than enough. Besides, your aunt hasn't seen you for a long time, so I'll take you back to let her have a look, and let her also have a look at Minglian."

Cut first and play later, be confident.

Jiang Jiao pursed her lips, feeling that it was inconvenient to live in someone else's house.

But by this time the car had already driven in.

When Jiang Jiao hesitated and thought about how to refuse, the vehicle stopped.

Arrived.

Jiang Jiao: "..."

"Come on, don't be polite to Uncle Wan, just be your own." Wan Xionghao got out of the car.

Jiang Jiao whispered to Minglian, "There is no other way now, stay at Uncle Wan's house for a while, and then go out to live after a while."

Probably because he was afraid of his resistance, Jiang Jiao added later, "Aunt Wan is really nice."

Seeing his head getting closer and closer, Minglian raised his hand without hesitation, and pressed it on his forehead with a "smack", pushing him away, "Go away."

This push probably provoked a certain nerve in Jiang Jiao.

He was thinking like lightning, and suddenly thought of something.

The Wan family didn't know that he and Minglian were divorced, so wouldn't they put him and Minglian in the same room!

The villain in Jiang Jiao's heart was so excited that he set off fireworks everywhere.

Just now he thought it was inconvenient to live here, he couldn't stretch his arms and legs, but now he can look anywhere.

The two got out of the car.

Wan Xionghao greeted his wife on the road, and now Mrs. Wan got out of the car when she heard the car coming back.

A well-maintained lady has an outstanding temperament, like an orchid in a garden, she has a quiet life of her own.

It's just that at this moment, the lady who opened the door didn't know what she saw, and her face showed the same shock as her husband's before.