After eating, and with the effect of the recovery pill that Lou Yan had fed him before, Jiang Jiamian felt that his body had regained a lot of strength, and he didn't want to lie down any longer.
"Can I go downstairs and take a walk?"
He looked at Lou Yan, who was blocking the bed.
It's not that he can't accept being targeted by the powerful and miserable bigshot again. It's not the first or second time anyway. But he doesn't want to live a depressed life. He has to strive for the greatest freedom and comfort within the possible scope, right?
Lou Yan stood up, moved away from the bed, and smiled with an unclear expression, "Of course."
But he had no intention of helping Jiang Jiamian at all.
Jiang Jiamian was surprised that Lou Yan agreed so easily and turned over to get out of bed.
Unexpectedly, as soon as his legs touched the ground, he felt his waist and legs aching, and he fell forward.
