"The death of the child is the main reason that triggered your mother's mental breakdown. Of course, there are other comprehensive reasons." Leng Lintian stretched out his injured hand, "Honey, should you be more concerned about my injury? I am

Your husband."

"Then what is the relationship between my mother and your mother?"

"Beauty, I never wanted to tell you this because it would be cruel to you." Leng Lintian's eyes darkened.

Jing Jiaren's heart suddenly sank, as if the ground had turned into a painful whirlpool.

She always felt that this matter would be related to her.

Leng Lintian suddenly smiled again: "I scared you, look at how worried you are."

Jing Jiaren's lips were pale and her body was a little swaying.

Leng Lintian held her shoulders: "It's not as serious as you think."

"Then tell me," Jing Jiaren asked after a pause, "ok?"

She had been curious for a long time and couldn't find anyone who could ask for the answer.

Jing's mother obviously doesn't want to talk about her condition, and Jing's father doesn't know whether it's true or false. He has always been tight-lipped, especially about Jing's mother.

Leng Lintian raised his hand: "Help me bandage it."

"..."

"I'll tell you when the bandage is finished."

Jing Jiaren stared at him persistently.

Leng Lintian smiled softly: "I always keep my word."

Jing Jiaren pursed her lower lip in silence and pointed to the chair: "Sit here."

She knows how to bandage now.

From the beginning when she saw blood, she felt uncomfortable and wanted to vomit, but now she is numb. Because Ximen Longting changed her.

His hands were injured from time to time, and she had seen too many flesh wounds...

Jing Jiaren shook her head, why should she think of Ximen Longting at this time?

Her world seems to be inseparable from that man! Everything must be thought of him!

Jing Jiaren got some medicine and gauze from the doctor, and checked that Leng Lintian's wound was somewhat deep.

"Do you want stitches?" She looked up and asked.

Leng Lintian smiled: "This little injury is nothing, it's not necessary."

"I think it's better to have stitches. Your injury is on your hand, and your hand needs to be moved a lot."

"Honey, can you sew?"

"No. I will only disinfect and bandage it with medicine."

"Then I won't sew."

"Why?"

"I just want you to bandage it for me."

Jing Jiaren's heart sank, but her expression soon returned to indifference. What did he want, even if he wanted to die, was it none of her business?

"Since you don't want to get stitches, then don't apply any force after the bandage is done, and don't touch the water until the wound is healed."

"Listen to my wife." Leng Lintian looked at her with his eyes lowered, and there seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jing Jiaren frowned, why was he smiling and happy? The wound was so big, shouldn't it hurt?

Leng Lintian seemed to know what she was thinking and said leisurely: "I have been fantasizing about this day for a long time."

"This day?"

"You bandage me."

"Crazy!" No one imagines that he is injured and bandaged. There is indeed something wrong with his brain.

"Can you tell me now about the relationship between my mother and your mother?" Jing Jiaren asked, wrapping the gauze around her.

"The relationship between substitutes." Leng Lintian said succinctly, "Because my mother-in-law looks similar to my mother, she became a substitute lover."
Chapter completed!