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Chapter 298 Lan He Picked It Up
Jin Wanlin curled her lips, "I want you to be hypocritical here!"

Master Jin pushed Jin Wanlin to signal her to stop talking, and then asked: "I will discipline her strictly in the future, I wonder if Lan He..."

Song Baoling glanced into the inner room with a solemn expression, "I don't want to interfere too much with Mr. Jin's housework, but I still want to add that Miss Jin's heart is too vicious!"

Master Jin had a bad feeling in his heart, "What does Miss Song mean?"

"Master Jin, let's go into the inner room to have a look, I'm afraid Lan He can't walk yet." Song Baoling turned sideways to make room for Master Jin.

Master Jin went in with a heavy heart. Lan He was lying on the bed, his clothes and hair were in a mess, and his arms, legs, and back were all bloody.

Like a bloody man, no one can bear to look directly at it.

Standing in front of the bed was an old lady, Lianjiao, Erhu and Zhao Ping. Aunt Lan was crying as she held her daughter's hand.

Master Jin hurried to the bed, pushed Lian Jiao and the others aside, "Lan He! Lan He!"

Lan He heard someone calling and opened his eyes in a daze, "Master..."

Erhu couldn't think of anything to say, so he asked, "What about Miss Lan He's father, I've never heard you mention it."

Lan Holland choked up again as he spoke.

"Ah? You mean that Lianjiao made my third brother sad?"

"After the fetus stabilizes, it will gradually get better after a period of recuperation, and she is a little weak and chilly, so she can't be too tired at ordinary times."

Yu Zikong snorted coldly, "Of course not, and don't look at who I am?"

Yu Zikong looked over, frowned and stood up, "Why did you become like this, you didn't make a sound, are you waiting for festering?"

"However, I have always regarded Lan He as my own daughter and raised her with painstaking efforts. Now I see that she has suffered along with me."

Song Baoling said, "Aunt Lan didn't know which part was touched, she bowed her head in silence, tears streaming down her face.

Lian Jiao's eyes widened, and she covered his mouth anxiously, "How can you talk like that! If someone overhears you, you'll lose your head!"

Song Baoling didn't say it directly, but the meaning was already obvious.

"Thank you, Miss Song."

Her injury was much lighter than Lan Holland's.

Lianjiao wanted to come by herself but was held down, Yu Zikong said coldly, "Don't move around."

Song Baoling felt the pulse for Lan He, his expression was not very good, and Master Jin's heart also went up and down.

"It seems that your brother will be sad for a while."

Master Jin thought of Song Baoling's medical skills, and ran to the front in a panic, grabbed Song Baoling's wrists and begged.

The air was silent for two seconds, Yu Zikong scratched her itch, "What did you say? Tell me again?"

Then someone pressed Jin Wanlin and took Lan He back.

He raised Lianjiao's hand and gently rubbed the medicine on it, completely oblivious to how intimate this act was.

Yu Zikong and Jun Tingsheng looked at each other and followed them in.

The tone was weak, so low that it was almost inaudible. Master Jin felt the warmth of his hands, and when he looked down, he was still bleeding continuously.

Jun Tingsheng just shook his head with a smile, knocked on her head, and said in a low voice: "Elm head."

His expression seemed to be very sad, she rarely saw such an expression on the third brother's face, as if... something precious was taken away by someone,
Following Song Lianxin's gaze, she found that he was staring at the positions of Lianjiao and Yu Zikong.

Master Jin nodded his thanks again and again: "Thank you Miss Song, what do you mean, Lan He is fine for the time being?"

Yu Zikong didn't care about that, his master had said these words in front of him countless times, so he got up to get some medicine for external use.

Song Baoling half-understood. In her impression, Lianjiao rarely had contact with Song Lianxin, so how could it make Song Lianxin sad.

Lianjiao laughed out loud from being scratched, and begged for mercy while hiding: "I was wrong haha, I don't dare to do it again..."

Erhu couldn't figure it out, Zhao Ping sighed and turned around to take Erhu to organize the medicinal materials.

"Miss Song, how is Lan He?" Master Jin asked cautiously.

Master Jin's face darkened again, he couldn't even imagine what would happen without Song Baoling and the others, or if he came one step later.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Lan's expression was calm, and she was not angry, "I have never had a husband, and Lan He is not my biological daughter. I picked it up outside in the early years."

Aunt Lan looked and looked at the door and was worried, Zhao Ping came to comfort: "Don't look at Aunt Lan, Mr. Jin is so caring about Lan He, nothing will happen."

"Miss Song, save Lan He!"

Song Baoling shook his head, "The situation is not very good. There are signs of miscarriage. The fetus is unstable in the first three months of pregnancy. You have to be careful everywhere."

"You're a eunuch hahaha." Lian Jiao's mouth quickened, and she accidentally expressed her inner thoughts.

Jun Tingsheng glanced back and forth, they were all men, he could see what Song Lianxin was thinking, and said something leisurely.

"I don't know when this kind of life will end, and He'er will suffer with me." Aunt Lan sighed with a sad face.

Song Baoling didn't refuse, it was the same thing as Jin Wanlin's resentment, she wasn't so small.

Seeing that she was not in a hurry, Yu Zikong said angrily, "It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry with the eunuchs, and you are not afraid of leaving scars!"

Song Baoling frowned, "Lan He's physical injuries are still serious. Fortunately, she protected her stomach, otherwise she would be whipped down..."

"Ah, it's not that serious, is it?" Lian Jiao didn't realize it, and said woodenly.

The two poles cannot be struck together.

Lian Jiao blushed slightly, and looked away, "Will there be a scar?"

Lian Jiao changed her mind towards Aunt Lan and Lan He, leaned back on the chair, accidentally touched the wound on her hand, and made a "hiss" in pain.

Seeing her speak, Song Baoling was relieved, "It's all right."

Song Baoling felt dazzled, and pushed Jun Tingsheng next to him, "Little uncle, is my third brother peeking at Lianjiao and Yu Zikong?"

Afterwards, Song Baoling prescribed some traditional Chinese medicine for external application and oral administration, as well as anti-fetal medicine. Master Jin was so grateful that he wished he could kneel down and kowtow.

"But Lan He also feels very happy to have a mother like you. If it weren't for you, Lan He wouldn't be able to live to this day."

This fool, in this case, either the husband is lost or the man has run away, so he insists on bringing up his sorrows.

Zhao Ping bumped into Erhu speechlessly, and gave him a squinting look.

Lan He curled up in pain, closed her eyes, as if she was dying.

Song Baoling was also amused by this scene, and turned his head to see Song Lianxin in the distance looking at him absent-mindedly.

Song Baoling covered his head and looked at him dissatisfied, and retorted: "What, why do I have the head of an elm tree?"

She turned her head to look at Song Lianxin, and saw that he was still maintaining a motionless posture, watching intently.

She hesitated, "Do you want to call my third brother?"

"Forget it, I'm afraid I'll offend your third brother." Jun Tingsheng raised the corners of his lips inexplicably.

(End of this chapter)