But he is an old man and doesn't care about this.

It's just that the doctor is benevolent, and he doesn't want to look at a good-looking person, so he just gave a good life for someone or something.

Mr. Wu grabbed a few medicines and told Ji Wei to go back with someone.

On the way back, Ji Wei hesitated, but chose his house.

At this time, there were no workers at home. If they were sent back to Lin Sanjie's house, they would have to keep running back and forth. Just wait until she wakes up and can get out of bed before sending her back.

Ji Wei's mind was heavy, and he kept thinking about it on the way back.

After all, he is not the original owner, so it is impossible to give Lin Sanjie the title. It's just taking care of it, Third Sister Lin doesn't want it. She is soft on the outside and tough on the inside. really don't know what it will be like to wake up. If she still has the will to die, she is really hard to prevent.

There was a copper lock on the door of Ji's house. When Ji Wei got home, the lock was already open. It was Liu Yimian who arrived home before him.

Ji Wei breathed a sigh of relief and kicked the door open with his foot.

Sitting in the kitchen crying silently, Liu Yimian quickly wiped the tears off her face with her sleeves when she heard the news of someone coming back, straightened her messy hair, and stood at the door waiting for Ji Wei.

"Brother Ji, is she alright?" Liu Yimian stood in the dim kitchen, not wanting Ji Wei to see his crying swollen eyes.

He was careful, but his hoarse voice couldn't hide the fact that he had cried.

It's just that Ji Wei's mind is really disturbed, so obviously he didn't notice it.

"It's no big deal, by the way, is the mountain ginseng that Mr. Lin sent before? You make a bowl of ginseng soup, and I'll send her to the bed first." Ji Wei saw Liu Yimian, but he had a concern. In a hurry, he put Lin Sanjie on the bed in the bedroom. He dragged a stool and sat beside the bed, sighing uncontrollably.

"What's this all called?" Ji Wei rubbed his forehead, only to feel his temples jumping suddenly.

Not long after, Liu Yimian cooked a bowl of ginseng soup and brought it in.

Seeing Ji Wei's irritable appearance, he felt uncomfortable, but he still held back his smile and said, "Brother Ji, why don't you rest first, let me feed this ginseng soup."

"Alright, be more careful." Ji Wei got up, gave the stool to Liu Yimian, leaned against the wall, and looked at the two of them quietly.

Liu Yimian put another pillow behind Lin Sanjie's head, blew the ginseng soup, and fed her in small sips.

After drinking half a bowl, Lin Sanjie, who was in a coma, suddenly choked, coughed a few times, and spat out the ginseng soup, wetting Liu Yimian's fingers. He quickly wiped the water off her neck for her, looked back at Ji Yiyi nervously, and relaxed a little when he saw that he hadn't noticed.

After the ginseng soup was fed, Liu Yimian got up and wanted to leave, but Ji Weiyi grabbed it and shook his head at him.

"Don't go, I'm very confused, you just sit here and accompany me." Ji Wei is always in control of the victory most of the time, full of self-confidence, rarely when he is as confused as now. At this age, he had never been in love, and he didn't know how to deal with such a mess. After thinking about it, he still had no idea, so he pulled Liu Yimian to accompany him.

Even if Liu Yimian sits still, when he looks at Ji Wei with those eyes, the whole-hearted sense of trust can always calm Ji Wei.

"Mianmian, what do you think I should do?"

"Brother Ji asked me?" Liu Yimian stabbed in her heart, but she still said softly, "She should just want a name, why don't brother Ji give her one."

"I used to be a bastard, but I couldn't help her. But I can't give her the title." If Lin Sanjie was really allowed to enter the door, he would have to take responsibility for the original owner's fault to the end.

He is Ji Wei, but he is not that Ji Wei.

He can make up for the mistake made by the original owner, but he cannot be responsible for his mistake for the rest of his life.

"Otherwise, send her to another place and give her money to start a small business again, and no one will know about her past?" Ji Wei nodded as he spoke, this method is feasible, but he didn't know Lin San What will my reaction be when my sister wakes up?

"Brother Ji really thinks so?" Liu Yimian clenched her fist tightly, suppressing the joy in her heart and dare not let Ji Wei find out.

"Well, I'll talk to her when the mood stabilizes." While the two were talking, Third Sister Lin moaned on the bed and called out in a low voice.

Ji Wei was going to go to check, but when he thought that Lin Sanjie saw him, he was excited, so he didn't go, and only asked Liu Yimian to take care of him.

"I'm just outside, call me if you have anything."

Before Ji Wei went out, he opened the window in the house and moved Zhang Xiaoyuzi to sit under the eaves. Through the window, half of Liu Yimian's body could be seen from a distance.

Lin Sanjie slowly opened her eyes on the bed, and the first thing she saw was the unfamiliar bed.

Then she saw Liu Yimian, and her mind went blank for a while before she remembered that this was Ji Wei's brother. Thinking of Ji Wei, she became excited again.

"Where is this?" she asked weakly.

"The Ji family."

When Lin Sanjie heard this, she struggled to get up. But she lost too much blood, coupled with the severe blow to her head, she was dizzy and weak at the moment. Even the simple action of propping up his body was very laborious, and he fell down all of a sudden. Even the wound on his forehead that had just been treated with medicine to stop the bleeding seemed to have a tendency to bleed.

"Don't move! The wound is about to burst again!" Liu Yimian was so nervous that she stretched out her hand to hold Lin Sanjie's hand. But he was worried about the inability to give and receive between men and women, and he had a tangled look on his face.

Naturally, he didn't want to see Third Sister Lin, but if he had to take care of her alone, Liu Yimian would rather have him take care of her.

Brother Ji should stay away from her.

"It's cracked, it's better if it's dead." Lin Sanjie struggled for a while, and was pushed back by Liu Yimian. She didn't have the strength to struggle, so she sneered at Liu Yimian, "You are young and beautiful now, he is trying to make you fresh, When there is better in the future, you can see my end."

Liu Yimian stared at the head of the bed with fluttering eyes, seemingly unmoved.

"I know you don't believe it, but now he's taking good care of you." Lin Sanjie was very weak, she was very tired after talking a lot, she stopped and rested and then continued, "He was also good to me back then, but he ran away every three days. Come to send things to be courteous, to help me with my work, and to give me a name."