The Northwest City, which is unusually quiet on weekdays, has become lively, and the people can hang red lanterns in front of their houses.

It is called... good-looking, festive, and celebrates new life.

For a moment, the entire northwest city was completely renewed, and the isolated people were released, and everyone seemed to have been reborn.

People who have been busy for so many days and have no rest are now sleeping.

On the street, many people are cleaning the streets, sprinkling lime powder everywhere for disinfection.

It happened to be a sunny day. All the beddings at the homes of the people were taken out to dry. Some people who were seriously ill were taken out and all the beddings they had slept with were burned.

Jiang Xing couldn't move, and his ankle was swollen and had not yet subsided, but Jiang Xing had indeed been lying in bed for the past few days.

I really don't want to continue sleeping.

From a distance, he had a handsome face and was still wearing a sexy red bag, and he walked over.

Pushing a hand... something similar to a wheelchair, walking on the bluestone floor, his eyes fell on Jiang Xing's body in front of him.

Jiang Xing raised his eyebrows slightly, and of course, no need to say who it was for? Jiang Xing looked down at his bandaged feet, which was self-evident.

Jiang Xing is the only one who has injured his feet.

"Thank you, Mr. Shang." Jiang Xing lowered his eyebrows and eyes slightly, making him look extremely peaceful, his voice as usual, tender.

But it's a bit grateful.

"Thank me what I did? Not..." Before Wuying finished speaking, Gu Yanzhi was wearing a purple robe on the other side of the house, and his face was extremely pale.

He stepped over the steps and his eyes were on Jiang Xing's body in front of him.

The cold voice directly interrupted the words that were blurted out without any chance.

He had no idea of ​​seeing the person coming, so he consciously closed his mouth and didn't say much.

Almost exposed... In front of Jiang Xing, Wuzhen and Gu Yanzhi were the first time they met.

It can't be too close.

After all... I am not the one from Shangqi.

A trace of ridicule was still in his eyes. Look, this is what Gu Yanzhi was unwilling to reveal any information at this moment.

Not let Jiang Xing notice anything unusual.

This is Gu Yanzhi.

If he wasn't like this, then he wouldn't be Gu Yanzhi.

"Look at your glance, you can go out for a walk. It was the craftsman I asked Mr. Shang to go out and find." Gu Yanzhi had no expression in his eyes, even though Shang Wuying almost exposed his relationship with Gu Yanzhi.

Gu Yanzhi was also calm at this moment.

He poured a glass of water gently, as if... Jiang Xing was treating him at first, and he handed the water in front of Jiang Xing.

Jiang Xing raised his eyebrows slightly. Are Gu Yanzhi so familiar with him without a title?

Please ask the craftsman to go to find a craftsman?

"Have you been so bored here these days?" Gu Yanzhi's voice was clear and he still said no. He was extremely reluctant to see the two of them now.

What craftsman...Is he a craftsman yet?

Did he do it with his own hands?

That's also thanks to the fact that you can be both literary and military without a title. Otherwise, who could have made such a fine chair?

But according to the fact that Jiang Xing had just sprained his foot and his leg was not broken. Why did he have to sit in a chair?

He put the chair in front of him and turned around and left.

He doesn't understand this world after all.
Chapter completed!