Chapter 1635: Just a Brief Encounter

Jiang Motian smiled as she raised her hand, then tossed the used wet wipe into the trash can nearby.

Liu Xin'ai stared at the back of that hand for a moment, then sighed: "Next time you get red paint on yourself, remember to wipe it clean promptly, so you don't scare people."

"You are a doctor, are you afraid of blood too?"

"I am not afraid of blood, but I am afraid that you might get hurt."

Liu Xin'ai had discovered that as this person grew older, her concerns had also increased.

Sometimes, she even refused to listen to inauspicious words.

And at other times, her eyesight was not very good either.

Take that "paint" on the back of Jiang Motian's hand, for instance...

No matter how Liu Xin'ai looked at it, it looked like a bloodstain.

But Jiang Motian was not a child who would lie, so all things considered, it must be that Liu Xin'ai's eyesight was failing.

Gently rubbing the corners of her eyes, Liu Xin'ai gazed into the distance to relax her eyes.

Just as she was relaxing, she suddenly heard Jiang Motian ask a question: "Aunt Xin'ai, if someone is injured and loses a lot of blood, how should one take care of them?"

"You have to let the injured person rest quietly and supplement with high-protein food."

Hearing this, Jiang Motian could not help but purse her lips.

She did not understand that person.

But she could sense that he was not a law-abiding fellow.

Resting quietly... that would likely be very difficult.

But as long as he stayed in the small courtyard, Jiang Motian would not go and disturb him.

She could even send some nutritional supplements over.

However...

Thinking of the man crudely treating his own wounds, Jiang Motian asked again: "Must that kind of wound be treated at a Hospital?"

"If you don't go to the Hospital, what else can you do? Do it yourself?"

"Yes."

Liu Xin'ai seemed to be listening to a joke.

She shook her head and said: "Not to mention whether this person can bring themselves to do it, just look at the process; if the treatment is not standard, it is very easy to get an infection."

Infection...

A look of worry suddenly clouded Jiang Motian's eyes.

"Tiantian?"

Hearing Liu Xin'ai calling her, Jiang Motian immediately raised her head and asked: "What is it, Aunt Xin'ai?"

"Your complexion doesn't look very good, are you alright?"

Jiang Motian shook her head and replied: "I'm fine."

Liu Xin'ai was still staring at Jiang Motian, and at the same time, said with slight concern: "The things you were talking about today... are a bit strange."

Jiang Motian's fingers tightened involuntarily.

Then, she smiled and gave an explanation: "I just watched a movie, and the protagonist in it treated their own wounds. I felt it wasn't scientific, so I just asked."

Jiang Motian had come up with an excuse without even thinking about it.

And she said it very smoothly.

Jiang Motian felt helpless with herself.

She could not understand why, after returning to the country, her lies were becoming more and more fluent...

Liu Xin'ai stared at Jiang Motian's smiling face for a while longer before withdrawing her gaze.

She said: "Movies always use exaggerated methods. In fact, if you are injured, you must go to the Hospital immediately, otherwise it is easy to get inflammation, high fever, and it could even be life-threatening."

Liu Xin'ai was not trying to scare her on purpose.

Everything she said was the truth.

But her truth made Jiang Motian stop in her tracks abruptly.

The next second, she said with a look of annoyance: "Oh no, I left something at the Art Studio."

"Then I will go with you to get it."

"No need, no need, I'll just go myself. Um... my Art Studio is a mess, I'll tidy it up another day and invite you to visit."

Liu Xin'ai did not insist.

She smiled and responded: "Alright then, be careful on the way."

"Mm, I know."

Jiang Motian saw Liu Xin'ai back to her car.

Afterward...

She hurriedly bought some nutritional supplements and rushed back to the Art Studio.

But in the Art Studio, there was no longer any trace of that person.

Only her coat was hanging on a tree branch.

Jiang Motian stood silently for a while, then placed the things she had bought in a conspicuous spot in the courtyard.

She also prepared food and medicine.

But for the next few days, Jiang Motian never encountered that man again.

There were no signs that the items had been used either.

It seems...

The two of them were just a brief encounter, and then they had no further connection at all.

When she realized this, Jiang Motian felt a tiny trace of melancholy.

But it also dissipated without a trace very quickly.

Jiang Motian's life also returned to its previous calm, like still water.

……

Ever since Jiang Motian handed the list of items needed for the Art Studio to Li Xingyan, Li Xingyan had been like an ant moving house, setting up the Art Studio bit by bit.

It didn't take long for the Art Studio to be set up quite decently.

While Jiang Motian was busy with the Art Studio, she was also secretly preparing a birthday banquet for her mother.

The scale of the banquet was not large.

She was just inviting some friends and family to gather at home.

But in order to give her mother a sense of surprise, Jiang Motian decided to decorate the event venue.

At this moment, she was standing inside a gift shop, comparing decorations.

Hmm... which color should she choose?

Mom likes gold.

But this blue matches the overall style better.

Sigh, it's hard to choose.

Jiang Motian was hesitating over the two ornaments in her hands.

And at this moment...

"Tiantian?"

Hearing someone calling her name, Jiang Motian turned her head to look over.

Then she saw a girl with a round face, whose expression gradually revealed a look of surprise.

"Oh my god, it really is you! How come you didn't tell us when you came back!"

Wei Yangyang was Jiang Motian's good friend.

The two of them were also classmates.

At this reunion of old friends, Wei Yangyang happily grabbed Jiang Motian's wrist, her face full of smiles.

Jiang Motian was also quite happy to see her good friend.

It was just that...

Jiang Motian pursed her lips, then said, "Not everyone wants to see me; it's better not to make a big fuss."

Her answer made Wei Yangyang's expression freeze.

A dark look flashed through the depths of her eyes.

But soon, she raised a smile again and said, "No matter what, welcome back!"

"Thank you."

Jiang Motian's politeness made Wei Yangyang feel a bit uncomfortable inside.

She looked carefully at the woman in front of her, feeling that she had changed.

The Jiang Motian of the past was not like this.

But she wasn't the only one who had changed.

Hadn't she herself become mature and steady?

Thinking of this, Wei Yangyang felt she had a belly full of things to say to Jiang Motian.

But this was not a good place to chat.

She thought for a moment, then suggested, "It's been so long, let me take you to that restaurant we used to go to often!"

"That restaurant, is it still there?"

"Of course, it's been renovated and is very grand now!"

"But..."

"No 'buts', it's noon right now, you must be hungry, let's go, let's go!"

Wei Yangyang dragged Jiang Motian away without giving her a choice.

Jiang Motian felt helpless, thinking that her impulsive personality hadn't changed at all.

The restaurant Wei Yangyang took Jiang Motian to had previously been in a semi-basement.

It had looked very inconspicuous.

But the taste was top-notch.

After many years, Jiang Motian had returned.

Yet she discovered... the restaurant had moved across the street.

And it was decorated very grandly, three stories high.

In any case, if Jiang Motian had passed by the entrance, she certainly wouldn't have connected this magnificent place with the previous semi-basement.

Jiang Baobao stared at the screen, her heart sinking as she realized the evidence had been wiped clean.