Mrs. Chen welcomed Ruan Jiang and them in, and had new slippers ready for them.

  The heating was on inside, and when Jiangyan went in, she suddenly felt warm all over.

  She followed Ruan Jianglin and couldn't get a word in edgewise between Professor Chen and his conversation, nor had she intended to interrupt.

  Just sat quietly on one side, didn't even dare play with phone, felt it wasn't very respectful.

  "Lao Chen, I think you're really getting senile, leaving Xiao Jiang alone on the side. You two old men are something else."

  Mrs. Chen brought out the freshly heated dishes with a reproachful face.

  Jiang Yan hastily said "it's okay", she got up too quickly and Ruan Jianglin supported her waist.

  She has been having back problems lately, and this is still all Ruan Jianglin's fault.

  Especially after entering winter, standing for a long time will be slightly painful, and I even went to get some medicinal plaster applied the other day.

  However, Ruan Jianglin said that the medicine had a strong smell and was very pungent, so she didn't use it.

  Ruan Jiang Lin was afraid she would slip, his large palm stuck to her lower back, carefully supporting her.

  Professor Chen saw all these subconscious actions and thought that Ruan Jianglin was always arrogant, how could he be so considerate.

  Jiang Yan has always had a light taste, and it's rare for her to have a dish that suits her appetite.

  Seeing her taste was also light, Mrs. Chen finally spoke up: "I was worried that this food wouldn't suit your stomachs."

  Ruan Jianglin ladled a bowl of soup for her, "Her taste is similar to mine."

  Before, Ye Chen and others would order dishes carefully for this old man, like they were eating vegetarian food, but unexpectedly Jiang Yan was the same.

  I previously joked with them, saying that since they're together, there's no need to add salt to their dishes.

  She has a small stomach and eats slowly. She gets full after eating just two mouthfuls, but no one leaves the table until she does.

  The chair is too hard, not as soft as a sofa.

  She sat for a while, and her waist couldn't take it anymore. It was like a cramp, the pain came in waves.

  It doesn't hurt much, just a dull ache.

  She used her hand to pat her waist slightly, and it got a little better.

  Ruan Jiang happened to see it and stretched out his hand to help her massage it, letting her sit on the sofa.

  She put a cushion behind her and felt a bit better.

  "How can Xiao Jiang be so young and have a bad waist?" Madam Chen asked with concern.

  This young man never pays attention to his health, and at such a young age he already has all these illnesses, what will happen when he gets old?

  Jiang Yan was asked and didn't know how to answer, should she say it's innate?

  "She replied, 'I twisted it by accident.'"

  "Overexertion."

  The two men answered in unison, and Mrs. Chen was somewhat puzzled by their meaning, so she immediately went "Huh?"

  "It means that because of overexertion, you accidentally twisted it. Look at you, this old man's ears are not working well anymore." Professor Chen translated the meaning for her again.

  Mrs. Chen gave him a white eye, and Professor Chen shut his mouth.

  He was famous for being under his wife's control when he taught at university.

  It seems like even after retirement, it's still the same.

  Then she went in and brought out a bottle of medicinal liquor they had brewed themselves, which was quite useful.

  She invited Jiang Yan into the house, saying she would give her a massage.

  "This young man's illness can't be delayed, don't think that it will get better by dragging on."

  When walking to Ruan Jiang's side, he still didn't forget to nag: "As someone's boyfriend, you should pay more attention."

  Ruan Jianglin smiled: "Shifu said it right, my mistake, my mistake."

  Jiang Yan thought, it was his fault from the start.

  She carefully made her way in, as if she were pregnant, being extra cautious, afraid of slipping again.

  Mrs. Chen told her to lie down and lifted up the hem of her dress.

  There are some places that are bruised, she usually doesn't notice them herself and just feels sore when pressed.

  Madam Chen could see at a glance how she was injured. She poured some medicinal wine into her hand, rubbed it warm and then applied it to the wound.

  "Little Ginger, you young people may be young, but in some ways, you still need to pay attention to your body, look at this greenish complexion."

  Jiang Yan buried her face in the quilt.

  Actually, if she had kept applying that ointment, it would have healed long ago.

  She also felt sick from smelling that medicinal smell and stopped using it.

  The more it's dragged on, the more serious it becomes.

  Jiang Yan buried her face in the quilt, and she didn't know when it started, but the person massaging her had changed to Ruan Jianglin.

  His big hands patted her waist, more powerful than Mrs. Chen's, and the soreness in her waist decreased a lot.

  "It's my fault." He said coldly.

  It wasn't until he spoke that Jiang Yan realized it was him.

  "Who else should I blame?" she retorted.

  This wound was caused by him, and it got worse also because of him.

  He suddenly laughed and said with a playful tone, increasing his grip: "Didn't you enjoy it?"

  Jiang Yan's voice let out a faint "hiss", as if the pain of a dislocated bone had suddenly surged through her entire body.

  "Ouch, Ruan Jianglin!" Her voice had a hint of anger and playfulness.

  He then withdrew his hand and poured some medicinal wine on it again, imitating Madame Chen's actions earlier. He rubbed it a few times in his palm before applying it to her waist.

  "Don't shout so loudly, people outside will hear and think I've done something to you."

  Jiang Yan didn't say a word and put her head back on the pillow, but the pain had clearly subsided.

  He patted her waist after he was done, "Let's go."

  She put down her tray and obviously felt much better.

  At least it doesn't hurt as much as it did just now.

  They and Professor Chen's couple went elsewhere, originally they were asked to stay overnight.

  Ke Renjiang mentioned that there is an early meeting tomorrow, so I have to go back tonight.

  They didn't insist on keeping them, so they let them go.

  When she came out, Ruan Jianglin's big palm was still on her waist.

  He got there before her, walked up to the front passenger seat, opened the door and sat down.

  Jiang Yan was a bit dazed, still holding the Rolls-Royce car key in her hand.

  "What's wrong with you, get on the bus."

  He reeked of alcohol; he must have had a drink tonight, or maybe it was the medicinal wine from earlier.

  "I don't know." He handed the car keys back over.

  "I believe you." He looked somewhat impatient between his eyebrows, probably due to intoxication and fatigue.

  He originally thought Jiang Yan was just joking, but since he could get a driver's license, it wasn't like he couldn't drive.

  Who knows that she almost crashed into the bottom with a slight mistake on the accelerator, but Ruan Jiang timely stabilized the steering wheel for her, and she was able to stop the car by braking.

  Ruan Jianglin burst out laughing, his arm propped on the car seat, his palm covering his forehead, and laughed out loud: "Jiang Yan, are you kidding me?"

  He was a racing driver who almost drowned after driving his car into a pond.

  If Ye Chen and others find out about this, he'll probably be laughed to death.

  "Ruan Jianglin, are you deaf or what? I just told you." Her cold tone carried a hint of horror.

  She herself had not yet recovered from the fright she experienced just now.

  "Alright, let's go back."

  He got off the car and slammed the door shut, then walked back.

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