Chapter 223: 8.10

"Come in."

Jiang Jiamian had just stepped out of the hospital entrance when a black car slid to a stop beside him. The window rolled down slowly, revealing Fu Yanchen’s cold face in the back seat.

Jiang Jiamian raised an eyebrow, the corners of his mouth curling into a lazy smile. Without saying a word, he opened the car door and got in smoothly. He nudged Fu Yanchen inward and made himself comfortable in the seat beside him. Then, his hand casually wandered toward Fu Yanchen’s thigh.

Snap.

Fu Yanchen’s expression darkened instantly. He slapped his wandering hand away and glared at him, "What are you doing?"

This person was obviously annoying, but he was also really confused recently. Not only did he not hate him, he also started to trust him, trusting him to the point that he brought him, Fu Xiaoyuan’s fiance, back to his own place.

He didn’t even consider the possibility that this was all an act, that he might be trying to get close to him just to report back to Fu Xiaoyuan.

This really wasn’t like him. He was the type who would rather risk killing the wrong person than let a single enemy slip through his fingers.

"Don’t be so nervous..." Jiang Jiamian closed the car door and gave him a beaming smile, "Have you forgotten why you came to me? If I can’t even touch it, how am I supposed to figure out what’s wrong with your legs? And if I don’t know what’s wrong, how can I treat it properly?"

Fu Yanchen’s eyes flickered slightly, and his tense arms slowly relaxed, "That’s not urgent. The road is bumpy, and there’s plenty of time to check it once we’re home."

Fu Xiaoyuan’s fiance?

Heh.

He delivered himself right to the door.

Even if this person had really come on Fu Xiaoyuan’s orders to get close and dig for information, Fu Yanchen had ways to make sure he never made it back, much less open his mouth.

The car had been driving for who knows how long. It had already left the city, passed through a stretch of forest, and finally stopped in front of a European-style villa.

As soon as it came to a halt, the housekeeper quickly came out with a wheelchair.

Fu Yanchen opened the car door with a somewhat stiff expression, turned back and coldly glanced at Jiang Jiamian who was still sitting inside, and said in a cold voice, "Turn away."

So pathetic and humiliating.

This body, this state, made him constantly feel a burning rage he barely kept in check. He had worked hard to get used to the housekeeper and driver, forced himself to act normal around them. But now Jiang Jiamian was here.

Fu Xiaoyuan’s rubbish fiance.

At this moment, Fu Yanchen even suspected the other party had come on purpose, just to laugh at him. And the worst part? He had actually been muddled enough to believe that ridiculous joke.

Jiang Jiamian raised an eyebrow, pushed open the other side of the car door, and strolled over to the housekeeper. Without hesitation, he grabbed Fu Yanchen’s arm and smiled brightly, "Starting today, I’m your private family doctor. No need to be so tense!"

Seeing this attitude, the housekeeper couldn’t help but wipe cold sweat from his forehead.

This Master Jiang is really bold!

But it’s strange that his young master seems to be particularly tolerant today. He hasn’t even started to complain yet.

"Enough!"

Before the housekeeper even finished sighing, Fu Yanchen had already flung Jiang Jiamian’s hand away, his face black as the bottom of a pot, "No matter what excuse you’ve come up with this time, if you’re here to laugh at me, then hear it clearly, all previous agreements are canceled! Get out of here now!"

Jiang Jiamian’s lips twitched, clearly ticked off by his attitude, "System, is he bipolar or what?"

The system paused awkwardly. "I don’t know!"

Way too sensitive, ready to snap at the slightest touch. Or maybe...

Jiang Jiamian’s gaze drifted down to Fu Yanchen’s legs, then he thoughtfully rubbed his chin, "Don’t tell me... that car accident didn’t just take out his legs, but also something else."

This level of fury was too much. It had to be more than just losing the ability to walk.

Couldn’t touch it, couldn’t mention it, otherwise it involves the issue of man’s dignity.

"Get out? Mr. Fu, we have made it clear before. If it works, you will give me five million. If I fail, you can deal with the Jiang family however you like. Oh, I have no room for regrets, and you can go back on your word? That’s just double standards!"

Jiang Jiamian’s words made Fu Yanchen’s face grow darker, and his jaw muscles tightened, but he didn’t say a word. He stayed silent, holding back his anger and trying to keep calm.

Jiang Jiamian also did not move, and the housekeeper did not dare to rush forward to help Fu Yanchen. He could only stand there holding the wheelchair and waiting for him to speak.

As for the driver, he had perfected the skill of being completely invisible. Otherwise, after driving Fu Yanchen for so many years, he surely would’ve been replaced by now.

The air seemed to be stagnant for a moment, and the atmosphere was strange and quiet.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Fu Yanchen’s expression gradually softened, and unexpectedly, he reached out an arm toward Jiang Jiamian. It was hard to tell if it was more of an order or a quiet request for help, "Come help me."

Jiang Jiamian shrugged. "You have to say please."

Fu Yanchen gritted his teeth but said steadily, "Please come and help me."

Jiang Jiamian nodded in satisfaction and stepped forward, taking Fu Yanchen’s arm. He did not forget to complain, "I’m a big man who doesn’t hold grudges against little things. Don’t worry, give me less than half a month, and you’ll see how right your choice was today."

It is not an exaggeration to say that there is no disease that cannot be cured in this ordinary world with those things from his space.

Even resurrection isn’t out of the question.

It’s just that in order to avoid trouble, and to prevent the law of this world from catching him cheating, he has to keep a low profile.

But no matter what, Fu Yanchen’s legs will get fully cured for sure.

Fu Yanchen was helped to the wheelchair by Jiang Jiamian himself.

Even the housekeeper, who usually handled this task, was taken aback, he hadn’t expected Jiang Jiamian to be allowed to do it.

After all, even if it was him, the young master had only reluctantly accepted help after countless struggles and sheer helplessness.

He understood how strong the young master was, and having to rely on assistance to sit in a wheelchair was like a knife scraping against his pride.

On top of that, the housekeeper never forgot that Jiang Jiamian was Fu Xiaoyuan’s fiance, making the whole scene even more surprising to him.

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