"Someone, please let the imperial physician go to the next room to rest." Sylvia hurriedly made arrangements, fearing that she would remember something and ask questions, the housekeeper immediately asked the imperial physician to go to the next room to rest.
After waiting for nearly an hour, Samuel Lin finally arrived. Everyone helped him in. When he got off the carriage, he accidentally pulled his wound, and his face turned pale with pain. However, nothing could be seen at first glance, because he had been in Anxuan City for several months, and his skin color was so dark that you couldn't see his original skin color.
When Jing Lan saw the person she had been thinking about, her eyes were filled with tears of excitement. She held Qing'er's hand and walked out, went up to him and hugged him. Her movements were so violent that she hit the wound on his abdomen again, and his face turned pale with pain.
"You're finally back. I've been worried to death these days." Not caring about the many people around him, Samuel Lin patted her on the back. Noticing that her body had become rounder, he felt relieved.
"Don't be like this. We're in front of so many people. Let's talk when we get back." Jing Lan nodded. Her eyes were red from crying, but she was unwilling to let go of his hand.
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