I can copy the three thousand avenues

When the three of them met, Wen Lan was the most embarrassed.

She and Xie Yansheng had not seen each other in the past two months. All communication was on the phone, sending messages, chatting, and making videos, but they were far less shocking than the encounter at this time.

Xie Yansheng was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and his face was elegant. The joy of meeting Jiang Jingci after a long absence flashed through his eyes when he saw Jiang Jingci.

The first person to sink his face was Xie Yansheng.

Wen Lan first glanced at the top checklist in Xie Yansheng's hand, which was Xie's mother's name.

She had an appointment with Xie Yansheng, and she didn't want outsiders to know that the two of them were still secretly communicating. At this moment, she could only look at Xie Yansheng with a cold face.

Xie Yansheng's eyes were very mocking. She glared at her just as he was about to speak, so he had no choice but to remain silent.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Xie." Jiang Jingci said with a smile.

Xie Yansheng ignored Jiang Jingci and looked at the suitcase in Wen Lan's hand, "Just arrived in Jiangcheng?"

She nodded, knowing that the more she talked to Xie Yansheng, the greater the chance that she would be exposed in front of Jiang Jingci, so she hurriedly walked out of the elevator.

But Xie Yansheng refused to let her go, blocking her way. "At this point, there are no flights or high-speed rail from Lincheng to Jiangcheng. I'm curious how Miss Wen got back?"

Wen Lan heard this harshly, and before he could figure out how to respond, Jiang Jingci smiled and said, "I went to Lincheng on a business trip, and Wen Lan came back in my car."

"Very good." Xie Yansheng frowned and returned to the elevator without looking back.

Wen Lan knew that Xie Yansheng had misunderstood her again!

Now that her phone had run out of power and shut down, she was still rushing to see Zhou Qiao, so she had to give up explaining to Xie Yansheng for the time being.

"Mr. Xie was very unhappy when he saw you with me. Won't you catch up and explain?" Jiang Jingci said something that hurt her heart.

"No matter what I do, I don't need to explain to anyone." She walked quickly to the ICU ward and saw Zhou's mother at a glance.

Mother Zhou is a pampered lady who takes good care of herself and looks more than ten years younger than her normal age.

But at this time, Zhou’s mother’s face was full of tears, her eye sockets were sunken, and even her temples were white.

Seeing Wen Lan, Zhou's mother hugged her and cried loudly, "Qiaoqiao was sent to the hospital and she still called Zhao Huan's name. When she woke up in the afternoon, she kept making noises to see Zhao Huan - Zhao Huan is gone, what should I do? How to tell Qiaoqiao?"

"Auntie, don't be sad anymore. Let's think carefully about what to say to Qiaoqiao." Wen Lan took out a fold of paper towels to wipe the tears of Zhou's mother.

At this time, two relatives of the Zhou family who were sitting nearby came forward to comfort Zhou's mother.

Wen Lan helped Zhou's mother onto a rest chair and went to the attending physician's office. He was about to take a look at Zhou Qiao's case, but found that Jiang Jingci was looking through all the records of Zhou Qiao's hospitalization.

"Fortunately, apart from a few scratches on Zhou Qiao's body, the most serious one is a fracture of his right leg, there are no other injuries." Jiang Jingci said as he handed over the information in his hand, "A hundred injuries were caused to the muscles and bones. God, Zhou Qiao won’t be able to walk for at least three months.”

Wen Lan sighed while looking at Zhou Qiao's case, "It's enough to recover from the fracture for three months. I just don't know when she will get over the pain of losing Zhao Huan."

Jiang Jingci chatted with Zhou Qiao's attending physician. The attending physician said that Zhou Qiao had a moderate concussion and would need to be observed for another two or three days before leaving the ICU.

Hearing this, Wen Lan's heartstrings tightened again.

She listened quietly to the conversation between Jiang Jingci and the doctor. It turned out that what Jiang Jingci said was true. At the moment of the car accident, the truck was originally coming towards Zhou Qiao, but Zhao Huan forced the direction and used his own Bian faced the impact of the truck!

Otherwise, it would be Zhou Qiao who is lying in the funeral parlor now.

Wen Lan's heart was tightly clenched together, and even if he took a breath, his internal organs would hurt.

When Wen Lan returned to the door of the ICU ward, as soon as she sat next to Zhou's mother, a middle-aged woman who looked like a head nurse issued an eviction order to all the family members in the waiting area.

"Everyone, go back. As long as the patient meets the conditions for leaving the ICU, he can be transferred to the general ward to meet his family members. You are all stuck here, which has brought a lot of inconvenience to our work. If you don't go back, the security will come to chase you away!"

Wen Lan had no choice but to leave the ICU ward with Zhou's mother and others and visit Zhou's father.

After Zhou Qiao and Zhao Huan's accident, Zhou's father suffered a heart attack and was admitted to the hospital. His head turned gray with worry all night, and he was currently lying in the cardio-cerebral ward of the hospital receiving an intravenous drip.

Zhou's mother lay on Zhou's father's hospital bed, letting her tears flow, and didn't say a word for a long time.

Wen Lan's words of comfort seemed very weak at this moment, and he could only shed tears with Zhou's mother.

After Jiang Jingci opened the door and came in, he sat on the bed opposite Zhou's father and enlightened Zhou's father.

Wen Lan was determined to stay in the hospital, but Zhou's mother kicked her out of the hospital with several expulsion orders.

Seven or eight relatives of the Zhou family took turns accompanying Zhou's father in the hospital, and with the two hired nurses, the special care ward was full. Wen Lan's stay could only add to the chaos.

When she came out of the elevator with Jiang Jingci, she realized that her phone couldn't be turned on, and she didn't bring any cash, so even returning to Shuyuan Mansion was a problem!

"Don't take a taxi this late. My driver has just arrived and will take you back first." Jiang Jingci saw through her uneasiness at a glance and looked at his watch, "It will be early morning."

"Thank you." She responded with a low eyebrow.

Twenty minutes later, she arrived at Shuyuan Mansion in Jiang Jingci's car.

Jiang Jingci personally took her suitcase out of the car and helped her carry it to the elevator before leaving.

She dragged her tired body upstairs, and when she stepped out of the elevator, she saw the thank-you banquet standing at the door!

Xie Yansheng walked towards her with a weak smile on his lips, "You know you're coming back? I thought you followed Jiang back to Qiushuitai!"

"You misunderstood me again." She hurriedly opened the door for fear of being heard by the neighbor across the street.

After the two of them entered the house, they pushed her against the entrance before turning on the lights and thanking the guests!

In the darkness, before Xie Yansheng even opened her mouth, she felt a suffocating low pressure.

She cleared her throat and explained: "After hearing about Zhou Qiao's accident, I wanted to return to Jiangcheng in a hurry, but I didn't book a flight or high-speed rail. I met Jiang Jingci who was going to Lincheng for business, so I followed his car back to Jiangcheng. "

"Why didn't you answer my call? Even if it's inconvenient to sit in the same car with Jiang Jingci, you can always send a message back, right?" Xie Yansheng's hands were already tightly wrapped around her waist.

She took out her mobile phone from her bag, "I just edited the message and prepared to send it to you, when the mobile phone ran out of power and shut down. If you don't believe it-"

Before she finished speaking, Xie Yansheng's kiss spread down her lips.