Lan Mingsheng nodded, raised an eyebrow and looked at her: "Well, I know, you can tell, what's the matter?"
Yun Mengtian looked at Lan Mingsheng mysteriously, and slowly said: "Last night, I don’t know something lit a incense at my door. No, it’s half of it. You can see it from the ashes. It’s really terrifying. , This villa is the two of us. It’s not you or me. What else can it be? Think about it!"
Lan Mingsheng suddenly looked at Yun Mengtian with a complicated face, and nodded helplessly: "Yes, it's really scary!"
Yun Mengtian always felt that Lan Mingsheng's tone was a little reluctant. She knew he was a doctor and was not afraid of this, but she was really afraid!
She frowned, as if she had made some determination: "That Lan Mingsheng, can I move to the first floor and live in the room next to your bedroom?"
Lan Mingsheng glanced at her and naturally understood what she was thinking. He was a little bit dumbfounded. After all, the thing in Yun Mengtian's mouth was him!
However, he couldn't tell Yun Mengtian that he went to the second floor, so he could only make her mistake a ghost!
He was also very helpless in his heart.
He nodded: "Well, you can live anywhere, as long as you are happy!"
Yun Mengtian nodded, and then heaved a sigh of relief: "I will move the room today!"
Lan Mingsheng smiled and nodded, with an expression of approval.
Although his unintentional behavior made Yun Mengtian mistakenly believe that the villa might be unclean and want to live in a place close to him. In this way, can he mistake him for thinking that the place she feels closer to him is safer How about it
Moreover, Yun Mengtian wanted to get close to him, and it was too late for him to agree with both hands, so how could he push her away!
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth could not stop rising: "Okay, move today, I will help you!"
Yun Mengtian suddenly looked at him with disgust: "How can you help me when you sit in a wheelchair? You don't let me do anything for you, I'm thankful, and besides, I hurt my face. I can walk and move. I really don’t need you!"
Lan Mingsheng pursed his nose and looked at Yun Mengtian helplessly: "Actually, I think about it for myself, you really don't need my help. After all, your luggage is just a few pieces of clothes!"
Yun Mengtian froze, staring at Lan Mingsheng, and for a long time he deliberately spoke in a malicious voice, "I know, I don't need you anyway!"
After speaking, Yun Mengtian snorted and walked towards the kitchen.
Lan Mingsheng originally wanted to stop her. After all, Yun Mengtian was injured and had to help him cook. In his heart, he was really sorry.
However, Yun Mengtian's temperament is also clear to him. If he stops him, Yun Mengtian will probably be able to say a few words to herself. She hurt her face, not her hands and feet, so she might have to step on her lameness by the way. Things.
Thinking of this, Lan Mingsheng smiled helplessly, but his eyes were full of tenderness and pampering.
Lan Mingsheng thought that Yun Mengtian would live next door to him, he only felt that his heart was full.
He smiled and looked at the kitchen, his heart soft and messed up, he didn't even know what to do.
After breakfast, Yun Mengtian immediately packed her clothes upstairs. She was originally impatient and actionist. She said she would do everything in minutes, and she couldn't delay a minute.
Lan Mingsheng didn't sit downstairs for long before he saw Yun Mengtian carrying his suitcase downstairs.
Although Yun Mengtian didn't have much luggage, Lan Mingsheng was still overwhelmed when he thought of letting the girl carry the suitcase.
Especially when I thought that my legs were actually fine, just to lie to Yun Mengtian by his side. Thinking like this, I felt guilty and guilty.
Lan Mingsheng looked at Yun Mengtian. Yun Mengtian noticed the strange look in his eyes and couldn't help frowning: "Why look at me with that look, did you do something bad?"
Lan Mingsheng suddenly laughed: "I just want to help you in any matter, but when I think that I can't do anything at the moment, isn't it a bit of self-esteem?"
Yun Mengtian glanced at him, his eyes flickered, and he said: "No matter how I look at it, I don't think you have hurt your self-esteem.
She carried the suitcase and walked towards the guest room next to Lan Mingsheng's bedroom.
Lan Mingsheng hurriedly slid the wheelchair to follow, while muttering behind her: "Living on the first floor may not be as comfortable as the second floor. If you feel uncomfortable there, just tell me and I will let you prepare again!"
Yun Mengtian couldn't help but stop when he heard what he said, and turned around to look at him angrily: "Lan Mingsheng, you are enough, I am not so squeamish. I used to live in the jungle for more than a week. I don’t know that the conditions are thousands of times more bitter than this, and even life-threatening. Don’t I stick to it. Now I live in a villa, and you still hold me so carefully, but it’s really unnecessary. I can do whatever the environment. accept!"
When Lan Mingsheng heard Yun Mengtian talk about the past that he didn't know, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
He looked at Yun Mengtian with complicated eyes: "Xiao Meng, you... you have worked hard these years!"
Yun Mengtian was taken aback, and suddenly laughed: "Lan Mingsheng, don't speak so solemnly, you can easily scare me, do you know?"
Lan Mingsheng shook his head very sincerely: "I really don't know this!"
Yun Mengtian smiled irritably, and then said: "Since you don't know, then I can't say anything, but I'm really not that squeamish. I say this to make you understand this, you know. That's it!"
Lan Mingsheng watched Yun Mengtian turn around and began to pack things. He couldn't help but speak: "Xiao Meng, I still want to say a few words. I really didn't mean that. I just think that since you are with me, don't care. Are you squeamish or not, since I can make you comfortable, I will try my best to make you more comfortable and at ease. I can’t make you suffer because of you. I will continue to make you suffer. If there is no such reason, let’s talk about it..."
Lan Mingsheng paused, but he didn't say something after all.
Besides, if you suffer, I am also distressed, how can I be willing to make you suffer!
Yun Mengtian looked at Lan Mingsheng curiously and blinked: "What's wrong with you? Why are you not talking! Lan Mingsheng!"
Lan Mingsheng looked at her bright eyes with a look of expectation, and couldn't help but say: "Furthermore, although you are not a squeamish person, I am a person who pursues comfort. Since I can make myself more comfortable For a good life, I am definitely not willing to suffer the slightest bit of suffering. Since you are with me, you must follow my high standards!"
Yun Mengtian couldn’t help but smile when he heard what he said: "You are really funny, you are pursuing luxury yourself, and you have to let me pursue it with you, but it’s really boring. Think about it slowly, you see. It’s not pleasing to the eye. Despite the adjustment, I am generally satisfied anyway!"
As Yun Mengtian said, he began to pack things up.
Lan Mingsheng looked at her back, with complicated and gentle eyes, that kind of heavy feelings, but unfortunately, when Yun Mengtian turned around, he would always be hidden.
In Yun Mengtian's eyes, he will always be that powerful and indifferent person.
Yun Mengtian felt the gaze behind her and kept looking at herself, she couldn't help turning around, glanced at Lan Mingsheng, and said: "Lan Mingsheng, don't stare at my back, I am frustrated! "
Lan Mingsheng spoke lazily: "You all know that I am looking at you, and you are still stunned, then what am I doing, don't you suffocate?"
Yun Mengtian pulled his lips, the speed under his hand did not slow down at all: "As long as you are normal, I won't be stunned!"
Lan Mingsheng raised his eyebrows: "Really? You think I'm abnormal? But, I think I'm normal!"
Yun Mengtian shook his head speechlessly, and decided to ignore this person who had no self-knowledge!
Lan Mingsheng was silent for a long time. If it weren't for him to speak suddenly, Yun Mengtian would almost think that he had already left.
He opened his mouth and said: "Xiaomeng, can you tell me about what you have organized in the dark night in the past few years?"
Lan Mingsheng did not mention why Yun Mengtian left Shennong Manor back then, nor did he mention anything between Yun Mengtian and him, he simply asked what Yun Mengtian experienced in the dark night organization.
Lan Mingsheng has been trained in the dark night organization system, but he is more for self-protection, and his main task is to treat illnesses and save people.
He knew how hard and dangerous the training was, and because of this, he even wanted to know how Yun Mengtian managed to survive.
When Yun Mengtian heard Lan Mingsheng’s words, the movement under her hand stopped for a few seconds, and then she smiled: "Okay, what do you want to know, I will definitely tell you, but not now, now I want to clean up Clothes, wait for a while, and when I'll have the infusion, I'll tell you that I will finish the infusion earlier, so that after Lin Ye takes the documents, I quickly sign the documents accumulated over the past two days!"
Lan Mingsheng nodded: "Okay, when you have an infusion, let's talk about this again! I'll go out and get your infusion bottle first!"
Yun Mengtian nodded, making an um, without turning his head back, and continued to organize her clothes.
Lan Mingsheng went out of her room, and the wheelchair reached the door of the villa. He directly opened the door to a gap, then turned back and went to get Yun Mengtian medicine.
When Yun Mengtian finished packing, he saw that Lan Mingsheng was already sitting next to the infusion stand and waited for him to pass.
Lan Mingsheng's movements were light and fast when giving Yun Mengtian the needle.
Yun Mengtian smiled and said, "Lan Mingsheng, your acupuncture technique is really getting better and better. I didn't feel any pain at all!"
Lan Mingsheng smiled and didn't say anything, nonsense, this was the most stable, lightest and fastest time for his needle injection, in order to prevent Yun Mengtian from suffering any pain.
Yun Mengtian pursed her lips: "Lan Mingsheng, do you have to sit in a wheelchair and sit next to me watching like this?"
Lan Mingsheng smiled: "Then help me sit next to you, your infusion is quite boring, I can just chat with you!"
Yun Mengtian nodded, got up, supported Lan Mingsheng with his hands without a needle, let him sit on the sofa, and she also sat down.
Lan Mingsheng glanced at the gauze on her face, feeling distressed: "Does your face still hurt? How are you feeling now? Would you like me to treat the wound for you now!"