1915: Don’t Put in a Good Words for Nian Junting in Front of Me

Don’t Put in a Good Words for Nian Junting in Front of Me

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He asked so harshly, yet An Lan actually felt that she could feel a trace of concern from it. Perhaps she knew Mr Nian too well. "He's still alive. Apart from the neck injury and concussion, the rest are fine for now."

Xu Baohan, who was waiting for her to pick up the phone, frowned when he heard that.

'What did she mean by 'the rest are fine for now'? Will he not be fine in the future?'.

"I knew it. He won't die so easily." On the other side of the phone, Nian Junting's tone suddenly became lighter. "Which hospital are you in? No matter what, we're still classmates. But I'm on a business trip these few days. I'll ask Lu Kang to send some supplements over."

An Lan told him the hospital's address.

"Oh right, let Xu Baohan answer the phone. I can't reach him." Nian Junting suddenly said.

An Lan handed the phone to Xu Baohan. He put it to his ear and said, "I'm fine. I'll be discharged in a few days."

"Get this straight, we're not that close." Nian Junting said arrogantly, "I'm not concerned about you. It's just that the news of you falling from a building has been circulating. Your junior-high school's classmates are all talking about it."

"I'm sorry to trouble everyone to talk about me. I think I'll live longer than you." Xu Baohan said in an indifferent tone.

"With your current condition, I'm worried." Nian Junting chuckled. "You must protect yourself. If you force Xiao Si to come out of the mountain to help An Lan matchmake, you'll be in trouble. You better leave the job of pouncing onto people from upstairs to the police and firemen. They have at least got some experience. You're a judge, why are you meddling into their business. Don't get yourself involved. If I were you, I wouldn't have rushed over to save him given that situation. He wouldn't have jumped off the building. He was holding onto the railing tightly."

Xu Baohan raised his hand to massage his temple. This guy was as sharp-tongued and mean as usual.

An Lan saw this and thought that he wasn't feeling well, so she quickly took the phone over and said, "Mr Nian, he's not feeling well, I'll hang up now."

"I guess he was provoked by me. Okay, take care of yourself." Nian Junting said. "Although you're taking care of him, you should still eat, sleep and drink properly. After all, he's tough. Think about it, he didn't even die when he fell from the twelfth floor. He must have been lucky to survive."

"Eh... okay." An Lan was confused. She couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or sincere.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Baohan glanced at her and said, "If he wants to visit me, just say no."

An Lan laughed and said, "Mr Nian is overseas, so he asked Lu Kang to send you some supplements. Mr Nian is actually a nice guy, but he's mean. However, he's improved a lot since he got married."

"Don't put in good words for Nian Junting in front of me." Xu Baohan felt that his headache was getting worse.

"Let me peel an orange for you," An Lan said.

There were too many fruits and flowers in the office. An Lan tidied up the office, then dinner was delivered.

Xu Baohan ate some congee and pastries, then fell asleep tiredly.

When he woke up, he didn't know what time it was. It was quiet in the ward, except for the old men who was sleeping beside him. An Lan was nowhere to be found.

She might have gone back.

If it was before, Xu Baohan wouldn't have cared. After all, when he wasn't feeling well, he was already used to having no one around him. He didn't even have a hot meal to eat. But today, for some reason, his heart suddenly felt empty.

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