Li Jia's lips are slightly drawn. Is that ok?

It seems that it's OK. She hasn't changed her body, but she is still herself.

"No way."

It was Lu Yichen who opened his mouth. He spoke simply, and his words were somewhat strong. "I know she's Jiajia."

“……”

Li Jia decided to keep silent.

"Do you know what you're talking about? Don't you want to prove it? It's the easiest way Monica increasingly thinks that Xiaoju is not Jiajia, otherwise her son should be the one who wants to be sure most. Now her attitude is very abnormal.

Monica and the old man look at each other, angry and angry, but helpless.

"Why not? Don't you want to know if Xiaoju is Jiajia? " The old man couldn't understand the attitude of his grandson.

Or does Yichen really know Xiaoju?

"I know she's my Jiajia. I don't need proof." Lu Yichen is still saying that, he doesn't want to force her any more.

What's the use of such compulsory proof? This is not the crux of the problem.

"I don't care about you! Whatever you want! " Monica is so angry that she turns around and slams the door.

You can hear it on the whole floor.

Li Jia was stunned for a long time before she woke up from her mother's angry state. She had not yet got out of her clutches. She really didn't want to stay in the same room with Lu Yichen. Li Jia immediately took care of the old man.

"Grandfather, can you persuade Mr. Lu? My asthma is over. " Li Jia added. "I can afford the medicine! Mr. Lu, you'd better go with your grandfather. I'm really with you... "

Lu Yichen's dark eyes turn to look at her. Li Jia grabs the quilt tightly and can't help rubbing two steps behind the bed.

"Yichen, come here. I have something to ask you." How can Lu not see the undercurrent between Xiaoju and Yichen?

Lu Yichen frowned. The old man was out of bed. Lu Yichen went back to kiss Jiajia and followed him.

At this time, Li Jia was very witty and didn't say a word. She encouraged Lu Yichen to respect the old and love the young with her eyes.

Lu Yichen can't laugh or cry. He carefully takes the door before going out.

As soon as he left, Li Jia lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed. She pulled her messy nightgown and scanned the spacious and luxurious hospital bed like the suite. Unfortunately, she had no extra clothes except the curtains and bedding.

“fuck!” Li Jia opened the chest where the patient's clothes were supposed to be. It was empty.

With a low curse, she turned back barefoot, staring at the snow-white sheet, touching her chin around her chest and thinking for a while. Liu Mei picked it up, grabbed the sheet and pulled it out!

The end of the cloister outside the door faces the direction of the door outside the hospital. Here is the second floor. The vision is not wide, but it is clear.

Lu yuede looks at Lu Yichen with a slightly heavy eye. "To tell you the truth, why do you think Xiaoju is Jiajia?"

"I came back today and went to Dihao to meet her. She can't hide it from me and has admitted it." Lu Yichen said that he came here and looked at the old man with white hair on his temples. "Grandfather can't see that, can he? She has been with you for more than ten years, and no one can recognize her. Why can't you see her, grandfather? "

Lu yuede's face was slightly heavy. "If Xiaoju is Jiajia, why doesn't she admit it?"

Lu Yichen's face was pale, and his thin lips sparked a radian of self mockery. He supported the cold railings on the corridor with both hands and wry smile: "she just didn't want to admit that I was alone."

Lu yuede's eyes were cold and silent.

Lu Yichen smiles bitterly. "Maybe you don't believe it, but in fact, I owe Jiajia two lives, maybe three, and my first child and Jiajia..."

Hearing this, Lu yuede interrupted him. "What did you say? The first child? "

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