"Is it still the same?"

"Hmm. ”

"Okay, I got it. Lin Xiaomu wrote down the black coffee menu he ordered, and was ready to turn around and leave when he was done.

Yan Sheng was nervous, and subconsciously grabbed her left hand, Lin Xiaomu was stunned, feeling his generous hand grasping her wrist, his hand was still as warm as before.

She turned her head and frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"

"What's going on in your store today?"

"Nostalgic theme anniversary. ”

He nodded, his eyes couldn't help but move to the cheongsam on her body, she was uncomfortable by him, and when she realized that her hand was still being grabbed by him, her face turned red for a moment, and she broke free of his hand with some nervousness.

There are two men in the stage playing a nostalgic saxophone, the musicians are skillfully coordinated, and the singers are eloquent.

Many of the guests in the café were stumbling into the old-fashioned retro atmosphere that the café had worked so hard to create, and many were stunned by the sudden screams and the sound of glass falling and shattering on the ground.

Yan Sheng followed the prestige, and saw Lin Xiaomu covering the elbow of his right hand with his left hand, and squatting on the ground with a painful expression.

Seeing this, he hurriedly ran over, he was very flustered, and he didn't know what had happened to the woman all of a sudden.

He brutally pushed aside the crowd that was gradually surrounding, and when he got closer, he realized that Lin Xiaomu was scalded by a cup of boiling water that had just been poured by the customer.

When Lian Yihuai rushed over when he heard the sound, he had already seen Yan Sheng holding Lin Xiaomu, who was in pain and crying, towards the door.

"How are you doing?"

"It's okay, it's just a little painful......" She felt a pain in her heart, but she held back.

He felt distressed when he saw that the back of her forearm was red, so he quickened his pace and walked in the direction of the car. There was even Yihuai's shouting from behind, and he didn't pay any attention to it.

No matter how chaotic the war was ahead, all he knew was that now there was only this woman in his arms waiting for first aid in his world.

"You let me down, I can walk. ”

Yan Sheng Kong Wu's powerful hand hugged her horizontally, but she felt awkward, how many pairs of surprised eyes were aroused along the way.

Yan Sheng didn't respond to her words, and just ran over with difficulty.

When he got to the car, he opened the back door and carefully carried her to the seat.

Yan Sheng started the engine, and his car sped away. Lin Xiaomu didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment, it was the first time she saw this familiar and strange man with such a nervous expression, his anxiety and uneasiness were written on his face one by one, his way of caring and protecting was always so domineering, but it was Lin Xiaomu's heartbeat.

Finally arrived at the hospital, Yan Sheng hugged Lin Xiaomu and did not go to the emergency room, but ran to another place.

She was very puzzled that he actually walked to the administrative office of the hospital, and when he arrived at the door of an office called "Dean's Office", Yan Sheng put down Lin Xiaomu and pulled her in breathlessly.

"Second uncle, you help me take a look at her. ”

The person sitting in the office was the director of the H City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, who looked to be in his sixties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and gray hair. He seemed to be accustomed to Yan Sheng's uninvited behavior, he squinted his eyes, and said with a little dissatisfaction: "Is your kid so rude?

"I ...... I'm sorry, I'm not in a hurry!"

The dean looked at Yan Sheng's forehead with beads of sweat the size of beans, and then looked at the girl he pulled in, and asked calmly, "What's wrong with this little girl?"