Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

Chapter 389 As long as you want
Looking at Jiang Xia in the mirror, her anxious appearance prevailed. She picked up a strand of hair with one finger and leaned to the left to stick it. It didn’t look good.

An Ning, who was holding the mirror, suddenly withdrew the mirror.

"Forget about your hairstyle, you are not as good as a newborn calf now."

Jiang Xia stopped the movement of her hands, gave up the rescue, and leaned against the head of the bed with nothing to love.

An Ning, who was next to him, put the mirror on the table, pulled a chair over, and asked solemnly, "Your injury—can it be healed openly or does it need to be healed secretly?"

Jiang Xia was made to laugh by An Ning's cautious words, but just as the corner of her mouth moved, it touched the wound on her face.

"Hiss—are you trying to speak nonsense?"

"What, isn't it?"

Jiang Xia still wanted to laugh, but the pain on his face froze his smile.

"Like! I'm all traumatized, not serious, I'll be fine with some medicine for two days, but——I need a place?"

The meaning in Jiang Xia's eyes was very obvious, and An Ning naturally understood it.

"Why are you being so careful? It's not like your Young Master Jiang at all."

An Ning stood up, threw Jiang Xia a key, and turned around gracefully.

"Take care of your home, you will be compensated for missing things."

Jiang Xia on the bed caught the key in the air with one hand, and wanted to give Young Master Jiang a smile as usual, which caused the wound on his face again.

"It's not over—"

Jiang Xia leaned against the head of the bed, tapped his face with one finger, grinned in pain, but his eyes were filled with happiness, and with the other hand, he took out something from the pocket inside his inner thigh, and held it in his palm Li, smirking.

"This is the medicine prepared by Master Tang, do you need help?"

An Ning walked in with a plate, on which were three small porcelain medicine bottles in retro style.

"You're--I'm out, I'm out."

An Ning put down the plate, turned around and was about to leave, leaving Jiang Xia behind with one hand in an indecent position, without even a chance to explain.

"I——where are these things!"

Jiang Xia took out the hand under the quilt, put the things in the palm back into her inner pocket again, endured the pain in her body, and took the plate left by An Ning.

"Jiang Xia, do you need water?"

"Drink—or use it however you like, and in any case, be careful with hygiene."

An Ning's words came clearly from outside the window, making Jiang Xia, who didn't want to explain too much, finally couldn't hold back.

"An Ning, let me tell you officially, I didn't do anything, so don't think about it."

An Ning outside the door kicked one foot back against the wall, leaning her back against the wall, with her arms around her shoulders, her posture was leisurely without any embarrassment.

"Oh——all right, don't worry, I understand."

"You do not understand!"

Jiang Xia yelled, making An Ning outside the door smile even more happily, she said deliberately: "Okay, I understand the embarrassment of a big man, I'm leaving, I'm leaving now."

An Ning left suddenly, but the smile in her words made Jiang Xia in the room understand that she was joking.

Jiang Xia in the room smiled wryly, how familiar are the two of them, that they can make jokes between brothers?
"Brother—grandma has a leg."

Jiang Xia held the medicine bottle, followed the handwritten instructions on it, washed it clean, and gave herself some medicine.

After going where he could go, he sat shirtless on the bed, holding a mirror to look at his back.

"Let me do it."

An Ning is back.

When she came back, she did not know where to find a pair of surgical gloves.

An Ning didn't say much, and put medicine on Jiang Xia's back with gloves on.

As Jiang Xia said, he was all injured, but such bruises and scratches looked shocking.

"Relax."

"You take medicine, you can't relax."

What Jiang Xia said was both a temptation and a truth.

"That's true, there are differences between men and women, and awkwardness is real."

It's a pity that An Ning said more frankly than him: "It's okay, in the face of life and death, you don't need to care about that matter."

"All right."

An Ning stopped, took off the gloves on his hands, watched Jiang Xia put on his coat awkwardly, and couldn't help but stepped forward to help him.

After everything was dealt with, An Ning sat across from Jiang Xia and asked, "Tell me, what's going on?"

"I found out that as long as you go out, accidents will happen. Every time you have an accident, you can run into me. I think you should read the almanac next time you go out. When Fengshui is very evil, it's better to believe it."

The throbbing and tension caused by An Ning taking the medicine, as she spoke, Jiang Xia gradually relaxed.

"Next time I find you, let me figure it out."

"Okay, I won't charge you money."

The two sat opposite each other, and Jiang Xia didn't hide what he had done.

It turned out that he was not in the country, he went abroad.

An Ning probably understands that what Jiang Xia is doing now is essentially the same as An Guoming's running back and forth between the north and the south.

It's just that Jiang Xia's steps are bigger and more courageous, and the risks that come with it are also greater.

"Jiang Xia, do you need money?"

"Not only money, but also some things that are needed by the higher authorities. Although I will not take the political path, it is always good to have someone to help. I am paving the way for myself."

Jiang Xia didn't hide it, he made a lot of money by going abroad, but some things are indeed needed, and someone outside the system needs to find a way to bring them back, and he is that person.

An Ning didn't think there was anything wrong with what Jiang Xia did, it wasn't him who did this, there were others, but she didn't quite understand why.

"Can I know why? You said yourself that you are not short of money. Money is never enough. What level do you need to reach? Can I help?"

Jiang Xia shook his head. He didn't want to taint An Ning's clean resume with anything. Strictly speaking, there was no legal sanction for what he did, but he was indeed taking advantage of loopholes.

"If I need help, I will come to you, just like today."

"As for why I want to make money—you know my biological father, Jiang Dongcheng, my purpose is to make him have nothing."

After Jiang Xia finished speaking, there was hidden fear in her eyes, afraid that An Ning would know her dark side, afraid of seeing her disgusted eyes.

But An Ning's pupils were still so clean, there was nothing there, she just asked simply: "Need me——"

An Ning's movement of wiping his neck with a knife made Jiang Xia's fear disappear without a trace.

"An Ning, do you know how cute you are!"

"Cute, me?"

An Ning stepped forward to touch Jiang Xia's forehead suspiciously and said, "Are you sure, the person who was about to assassinate you just now is cute?" "

An Ning's question was affirmed by Jiang Xia, the two looked at each other and smiled, and An Ning's expression became serious again.

"Jiang Xia, I'm serious, if you want, I can do it without anyone noticing, as long as you want."

(End of this chapter)