"Okay, An'an is fine."

Yin Yixi frowned, patted An Jingchen's back to soothe her, and then turned his head to look at Qin Xiaoxian.

"Please pour me a glass of water."

Qin Xiaoxian went to pour water.

"An An, come and take the medicine, you will be fine after taking the medicine."

Yin Yixi took out fluoxetine from her bag, and An Jingchen glanced at her and slapped her hand away.

"It's useless, you go, I beg you, you let me go, don't care about me anymore, I'm really fed up, can you let me go? Is that okay? ”

An Jingchen shouted with red eyes.

"Let's go."

After yelling, he picked himself up again, buried his face in his knees and stopped looking up.

She didn't want to, she didn't want to lose her image in front of Qin Xiaoxian, but she couldn't control it, Yin Yixi asked her to take medicine, they all treated her as a patient, she wasn't sick, she wasn't sick.

"An An."

Yin Yixi had something else to say, Qin Xiaoxian stopped her.

"I'll try."

As he spoke, he squatted down and stretched out his hand towards An Jingchen.

"An An, are you willing to give me your hand?"

After waiting for a long time, hearing An Jingchen's cry, Qin Xiaoxian slowly approached An Jingchen and took her hand.

Her hand was cut when it was out of control, and Qin Xiaoxian pulled her wound when he touched her, and his hand trembled.

Qin Xiaoxian hugged her tightly in his arms, and found that her whole body was trembling, he could only keep hugging her tightly, and the distressed emotion in his heart spread all over his heart.

So far, he has mixed feelings about An Jingchen, saying that he likes An Jingchen's personality is indeed not his appetite, but he doesn't like his diligence in jogging from trip to sound, and he doesn't like it, but he feels distressed when he sees her fragile appearance at the moment.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

I'm sorry to let you see me like this, I'm sorry I scared you, I'm sorry I don't deserve you, An Jingchen kept crying, and her heart was full of inferiority.

"It's okay."

Qin Xiaoxian stroked her hair, An Jingchen slowly stopped crying in his arms, and the whole person relaxed.

Yin Yixi breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Qin Xiaoxian's eyes with more curiosity and inquiry.

The mobile phone rang non-stop, Yin Yixi glanced at the two and went to the door to answer the phone.

"Don't worry, An An is fine, this time it will be calm quickly."

Song Qing also breathed a sigh of relief, and touched the sweat on his head because he was in a hurry to go to the airport.

"That's good, that's good, thank you, Dr. Yin, thanks to you."

"It's really not me this time, it's a boy, An An trusts him very much, and he's calm very quickly."

"Boys?"

Song Qing was a little surprised, and then something sounded and smiled.

"Anyway, thank you, I booked a plane ticket, and I'll be here tonight, and I want you to look at An An A little during this time, don't let her do stupid things."

"Don't worry, I'll take a good look at her."

After hanging up the phone and going back, she saw that Qin Xiaoxian had already carried An Jingchen to the recliner, she turned around and went downstairs to bring the medicine box, and when she walked over, Qin Xiaoxian opened her mouth to say something, Yin Yixi put her index finger to her lips and sighed.

Yin Yixi put the medicine box on the low table by the window, took out his mobile phone and played a soothing music, and then said to Qin Xiaoxian silently.

"Thank you."

Then she opened the medicine box lightly and helped An Jingchen take medicine, and she carefully kept blowing the wound when she took the medicine.

I looked at An Jingchen from time to time, and was relieved to see that although she frowned, there was no sign of waking up.