After thousands of people thought they were reborn, the days of counterattack were so sweet

There were not many classes in the afternoon, only one big class. After class, Xu Anan planned to go home directly.

Although she has a house to live in now, she doesn't have much money on her. The Xu family feels that as long as they give her food and don't starve her to death, she should be grateful.

Xu Anan left the school gate, and while waiting for the bus, she turned on her mobile phone. She habitually wanted to go online. She entered the app to see if there were any part-time jobs. The moment she turned on her phone, she was a little speechless. PHS, where can I get online? I can only make calls and send text messages. .

After a while, a black car suddenly stopped in front of her.

Subconsciously looking into the car, I saw the window of the back seat slowly rolling down, revealing the man's deep and three-dimensional face, his expression as cold and plain as ever, with a noble dignity that is not stained by the world.

Lu Jinyan glanced at Xu Anan and said slowly: "Get in the car."

Xu Anan was stunned for a moment and let out a confused sound.

The man frowned and said quietly, "There is blood on your skirt."

Hearing this, Xu Anan's cheeks immediately turned red and she looked behind her in panic. Sure enough, there was a small trace of red on the back of the blue skirt.

Although it's September, the weather is still hot, and she only wears this skirt.

Xu Anan covered the red marks on her skirt with one hand in shame and anger, but when Lu Jinyan saw it, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to get out of there.

"Get in the car!" Lu Jinyan's cold voice came again.

At this time, the driver's door opened, and the driver, Uncle Yun, got out of the car. He smiled lovingly, opened the door of the back seat, and made a greeting gesture.

After thinking about it, Xu Anan didn't show any pretense and got into the car in embarrassment.

But in the current situation, she didn't dare to sit on the seat for fear of soiling other people's seats.

Xu Anan buried quietly

With his head down, he could only half-squat, looking like a helpless little pitiful creature.

Uncle Yun closed the car door and sat in the driver's seat in front. He turned his head and asked Xu Anan, "Girl, where do you live?"

"Military compound, over there on Chengbei Road." Xu Anan responded cautiously, so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Lu Jinyan looked coolly at Xu Anan, who was a little shorter, "Isn't it uncomfortable to squat like this?"

"It's not uncomfortable, it's good..." Before she could finish her words, Xu Anan hit her head on the roof of the car because of her nervousness. The pain was so painful that she didn't dare to say a word.

The slap in the face came so quickly that she felt a little sad and buried her head lower, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Lu Jinyan pursed his thin lips into a straight line, glanced at her, took off his suit jacket, and threw it on the seat aside, "Use this as a cushion."

Xu Anan's eyes widened in surprise, and her small fan-like eyelashes trembled. This suit was expensive at first glance.

She has to find a way to pay for food now, how dare she use such an expensive suit to pamper her aunt?

She can't afford it.

Seemingly sensing her thoughts, Lu Jinyan raised his eyebrows and said, "Do I need to blackmail you as a student?"

Too……

Xu Anan took it, thanked him, then stood up carefully and sat in that position.

The car was speeding on the road. In order to avoid embarrassment, Xu Anan kept looking out the window.

Lu Jinyan's profile was reflected in the bright car window. He was handsome, clean and cool, yet still mature as a man.

How could such an outstanding person die two years later? What a pity.

Soon, the car stopped at the intersection.

Xu Anan breathed a sigh of relief, thanked him, and immediately jumped out of the car.

For some reason, Uncle Yun also opened the car

The door came down and stopped her.

Uncle Yun hesitated for a long time, and then asked, "Girl, you have been living in the military compound. Do you know an old man named Yu Xiuhua?"

Hearing the name, Xu Anan raised his eyes curiously, "Do you know my grandma?"

"Is it your grandma? Can you tell me where she is now?"

Uncle Yun's voice was filled with excitement.

Xu Anan nodded, then looked a little sad, "My grandma passed away three years ago."

For a while, Uncle Yun seemed to find it difficult to accept the news, his face full of disappointment.

Uncle Yun wanted to say something else, but he didn't say it in the end. He smiled kindly and said, "It's because we're late. Okay, little girl, you can go up."

Xu Anan nodded, turned around and walked back, a guess rising in his mind.

Is Uncle Yun looking for grandma because of Lu Jinyan's illness?

In his previous life, Lu Jinyan died because he couldn't find his grandma, so there was no cure?

Before walking a few steps, Uncle Yun's anxious cry suddenly came from the car.

"Master, what's the matter with you?"

"Where is the medicine? Where is the medicine?" Uncle Yun looked through the locker in the car anxiously.

He clearly remembered to put the spare medicine here, but why was it missing?

Xu Anan paused, ran back, opened the car door and got in. He saw Lu Jinyan looking in pain, his brows were tightly knitted, his face was as pale as paper, cold sweat was oozing from his forehead, and he was holding his head with one hand. , veins popping in his back.

Is Lu Jinyan sick?

Xu Anan was startled by this scene, and subconsciously reached out to take his pulse.

After a few seconds, Xu Anan pursed his lips and roughly found out the condition of Lu Jinyan's body, plus the smell of traditional Chinese medicine on his body, including Magnolia officinalis, Poria cocos, and diazepam.

Waiting for the taste of medicinal herbs.

And these are traditional Chinese medicines used to treat...difficulty sleeping, frequent dreams, and mental weakness.

Diazepam, in particular, proved that the situation was serious.

Long-term sleep disorders can make people irritable and suffer from nervous exhaustion. It is useless to treat the condition simply as a simple problem of poor sleep.

On the contrary, it will become more and more serious as time accumulates.

Lu Jinyan opened his eyes, his black eyes were as cold as blades, and the ends of his eyes were scarlet.

He gasped and turned his head, his face covered with gloom, and he struggled to spit out a few words, "Stay away from me!"