Chapter 1172: He is a very petty person

Just as Jiang Baobao was feeling puzzled, a car pulled over to the side of the road.

Then, a man stepped out.

He headed straight for Jiang Baobao.

Seeing this person, Jiang Baobao was slightly surprised: "Little Uncle?"

Jiang Chenghao curled his lips into a smile and handed over a bag: "I heard last time that you were a bit anemic, so I asked an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor to brew some nourishing supplements for you. Drink one bottle every day."

Jiang Baobao took the bag.

She discovered that the bag was quite heavy.

She said thank you, then asked: "How did you find this place?"

"After I got these things, I wanted to send them to your house. But I asked Li Beijue, and he said you were over here at the experimental building. It just so happened I was passing by, so I stopped to bring them to you."

After saying this, Jiang Chenghao seemed worried that Jiang Baobao wouldn't believe he was just passing by, so he even showed her the address of the traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

That address was indeed in this vicinity.

It was no exaggeration to say he was passing by.

But one could also say it was...

Taking advantage of the situation.

Jiang Baobao did not say much more.

Jiang Chenghao looked toward Liu Xin'ai, and the moment their gazes met, he nodded, which counted as a greeting.

Then he prepared to leave directly.

But just as Jiang Chenghao turned to leave, Jiang Baobao noticed something and hurriedly called out: "Little Uncle, wait a moment!"

Jiang Chenghao did not understand why.

Then he discovered Jiang Baobao gripping his wrist, frowning as she asked: "How did the back of your hand get cut?"

Cut?

Jiang Chenghao took a look and found that there was indeed a very long wound on it, looking somewhat ghastly.

But where did he get this?

Jiang Chenghao actually couldn't quite remember.

He didn't take the matter to heart and even said: "It's just a small injury, it's fine."

"But I think this wound is quite deep; if it isn't treated, it's very easy to get infected."

Jiang Baobao stood up, supporting her belly, wanting to ask where there was a pharmacy nearby.

Liu Xin'ai, however, turned her head and asked Xiao'an: "I remember you have disinfectant and gauze for bandaging?"

"Yes, I carry it with me!"

Ever since Liu Xin'ai suddenly had a "nosebleed" last time, Xiao'an had been carrying a first-aid kit with her.

Don't let the small size of the first-aid kit fool you; the things inside were very complete.

At this moment, she took out the first-aid kit and pulled open the zipper.

Jiang Baobao looked down and praised: "Xiao'an is really like a Doraemon!"

Xiao'an smiled shyly and said: "Sir asked me to come take care of Madam, so I must take good care of her."

It was clear that Xiao'an was very attentive.

And her attentiveness allowed Jiang Chenghao to benefit by sheer coincidence.

Jiang Baobao sat back down, picked up a cotton swab, dipped it in the medicine, and said to Jiang Chenghao: "I'll help you treat it."

Don't let Jiang Baobao's calm demeanor fool you.

But when she carefully observed the wound, she suddenly felt very nauseated.

Especially the smell of blood, which even made her start to dry heave!

Jiang Chenghao hurriedly pulled his hand away and said: "Don't bother, I'm fine."

"No... ugh!"

Jiang Baobao was truly uncomfortable.

She didn't know what was wrong with her; she hadn't been this delicate before!

Seeing this, Liu Xin'ai said: "It might be that after you got pregnant, you became sensitive to the smell of blood. Here, stop doing it and let Xiao'an help."

Upon hearing this, Xiao'an sensibly took the cotton swab.

Jiang Baobao discovered that this little maid was actually quite useful.

She smiled at Xiao'an and said: "Then I'll trouble you."

"Madam, you really don't have to be so polite to me."

As Xiao'an spoke, she began to disinfect Jiang Chenghao's wound.

Although Xiao'an wasn't afraid, her technique... was too unprofessional.

Liu Xin'ai's professional habit made her unable to watch, so she immediately stopped Xiao'an and told her what the correct technique was.

The two people here—one teaching earnestly, the other learning earnestly.

And Jiang Chenghao, who was being cared for, quietly lowered his head.

Occasionally, he would steal a glance at Liu Xin'ai.

But he would only look for a second before looking away, because he was afraid of being discovered by Liu Xin'ai.

And that cautious appearance of Jiang Chenghao...

Was all seen by Jiang Baobao.

Suddenly, Jiang Baobao's mood became complicated.

After wrapping the gauze, Jiang Chenghao's wound was treated.

He thanked Xiao'an.

He then asked Liu Xin'ai, "Will this cause you any trouble?"

Liu Xin'ai knew what Jiang Chenghao meant.

But she wasn't worried at all, and said, "We are meeting openly and honestly, what trouble could there be?"

Their meeting was indeed open and honest.

But Qin Yiyan...

He is just a petty person.

Would he care about such things?

Jiang Chenghao was worried about causing trouble for Liu Xin'ai.

Jiang Baobao, however, looked confused and asked, "What are you two talking about? Why don't I understand?"

Liu Xin'ai did not want to upset a pregnant woman with her own troublesome affairs.

She brushed off the previous topic and said, "I see it's getting windy outside; why don't you let Jiang Chenghao take you back?"

"But I still want to chat for a while longer."

As soon as she said this, Jiang Baobao yawned.

There was no helping it; her body was getting heavier and heavier, and she tired easily.

Seeing this, Liu Xin'ai smiled and said, "Alright, there will be plenty of time in the future; why rush for this moment?"

"Sigh, alright then. When you aren't busy, we'll set another time."

Liu Xin'ai nodded with a smile.

She then watched as Jiang Baobao got into Jiang Chenghao's car.

Once the car started moving, Jiang Baobao turned her head and asked Jiang Chenghao, "Little Uncle, was there some inside story to your chat with Xin'ai just now?"

"There is no inside story." Jiang Chenghao denied it flatly.

Jiang Baobao was very dissatisfied.

She said, "Even if you want to brush me off, please give me a reason, okay? Just saying there's no inside story—do you think I'll believe that?"

Jiang Chenghao smiled helplessly: "There really is no inside story; at most... Qin Yiyan is a bit bothered by Xin'ai having contact with me."

He had put it tactfully.

In reality, Qin Yiyan was extremely bothered!

Jiang Chenghao still remembered the unpleasantness from last time!

But Jiang Baobao found it hard to understand.

She tilted her head and muttered, "But he looks so magnanimous and refined."

Hearing this assessment, Jiang Chenghao let out a cold laugh: "That man is not at all as bright and upright as he appears on the surface; in reality, he is very petty!"

"Oh, how so?"

"I only happened to run into Xin'ai by chance, and he had to be bothered by it, and even..."

Jiang Chenghao was filled with indignation and spoke without thinking.

But halfway through his sentence, he realized...

Jiang Baobao was digging a pit for him!

This made Jiang Chenghao feel depressed, and he said, "You, you..."

Jiang Baobao was eager to hear the rest and urged, "Even what? Did he lay a hand on you?"

"How would he dare!"

Since things had reached this point, Jiang Chenghao simply said directly: "He told Xin'ai to treat me like a stranger and not to pay any attention to me at all!"

Hearing this...

Jiang Baobao laughed out loud.

Seeing Jiang Chenghao look over, she suppressed her smile.

She then commented, "I just think, how is this Qin Yiyan a bit..."

"... like a child fighting over a toy?"

"So, he treats Xin'ai like a toy!?"

This hypothesis made Jiang Chenghao knit his brows.