Mrs. Nangong hesitated and was anxious. looked at An Han with guilt in his eyes: "An An...... I. ”

An Han smiled faintly: "Auntie, it's okay." I'll go in and have a look. ”

"An An, I'm sorry. Mrs. Nangong's eyes were full of apologies

"Auntie, you have been so good to me since I was a child, I understand you. Don't worry!" An Han's down-and-out generosity made Wang Shiya feel even more sorry for her in her heart. I feel even more guilty.

An Han turned around and walked into the ward, looking at a pale and handsome face on the bed, and felt a pain in his heart. It was just that he was pressed down by An Han in an instant. She hated herself for being like that.

An Han walked to the head of the bed, picked up the medicine and water cup, and said in a cold voice without the slightest temperature: "Take the medicine." ”

Nangong Chenyang looked up at An Han and didn't speak. Propping up his body with one hand, he picked up the medicine and put it in his mouth and ate it.

Then An Han picked up the lunch box and handed it to Nangong Chenyang, and said one word in a cold voice: "Eat"

Still without any resistance, Nangong Chenyang took the lunch box and ate it one bite at a time. There is no expression about the taste, just like completing a task.

An Han sat on the chair next to him, quietly watching Nangong Chenyang eat and put it on the table, then got up and pressed the bell to call the nurse.

When the nurse heard the voice, An Han smiled politely like a nurse: "Please ask the nurse to help him with an infusion." ”

The nurse looked at the cold face on the hospital bed, as handsome as a prince, and couldn't help but be distracted. After a while, he came back to his senses and said, "Okay, okay." ”

After speaking, he hurriedly went out and brought the medicine over and prepared to give Nangong Chenyang an infusion.

"You're going to leave with the infusion, right?" Nangong Chenyang, who had not spoken, spoke softly

An Han didn't answer, and said coldly: "Reach out, the one that is not injured." ”

Nangong Chenyang looked at An Han directly, stretched out his left hand, and honestly asked the nurse to prick the needle.

Due to poor health, the blood vessels are less obvious. The nurse didn't get the first shot. Nangong Chenyang's brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't make a sound.

One needle, two needles, three needles. Still not tied up. Nangong Chenyang frowned slightly, didn't make a sound, and let the nurse prick it one by one.

An Han just wanted to be angry at the nurse and asked her if she was a newcomer! When he found out that the nurse had the fourth injection, Nangong Chenyang deliberately dodged it and deliberately let the nurse prick crookedly.

An Han's already indifferent face added a little coldness. She knew that he did it because he didn't want to let herself go, so she dodged the needle again and again, and deliberately got the needle again and again!

"Sir, don't be afraid, don't hide. The nurse's voice was a little anxious

"Wait a minute!" When the nurse was sweating profusely and was about to get the fifth needle, An Han stopped the nurse.

An Han stepped forward and grabbed Nangong Chenyang's hand. I tried to control him from moving, but found that there was no place on the back of his hand that could be intact, and one needle after another. An Han didn't know why he was so angry when he saw this scene. In short, she blamed her on him for deliberately deceiving her!

An Han thought about it, he had injected an injection into the inside of his wrist, and said to Nangong Chenyang in a cold voice: "Turn your hand over." ”

Nangong Chenyang obediently turned his hand over, palm facing up. An Han grabbed his arm with his hand. He said coldly, "Don't move." ”

With that, he looked up and signaled that the nurse could put the needle in his head.

This time, there was no deliberate mess with Nangong Chenyang, and the nurse was familiar with the needle to Nangong Chenyang. After fixing the infusion set, the nurse wiped her sweat and left the ward.

And Nangong Chenyang still looked at An Han intently, his always handsome and arrogant face showed worry, and he was afraid that An Han would leave in the next second.

After checking that there were no problems with the infusion, An Han walked up to Wang Shiya and said gently: "Auntie, I'll go back to the company first if there's nothing to do." There is another meeting to attend in the afternoon."

"An An, thank you!" Mrs. Nangong walked out of the ward and closed the door and said guiltily to An Han.

An Han shook his head: "Auntie, don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face." I did everything because you and my uncle were kind to me. There's nothing going on here, I'll go back first!"

Mrs. Nangong nodded guiltily......