A few days ago, he saw her depressed for the first time, and her whole body exuded irritability and depression, so embarrassed, and painfully struggling in her timid eyes.

And today, he saw her jump out of the car with his own eyes, and the little girl who would be frightened when she said anything actually jumped out of the car without hesitation.

After knowing everything, he didn't know whether An Jingchen was pitiful or distressed, or annoyed and angry.

Qin Xiaoxian looked at An Jingchen and stretched out his hand to hold her hand in the palm of his hand.

Her hands are so small and so thin

I haven't seen her for a few days, her whole person has lost weight, her long eyelashes are not angry at all, her lips are white and bloodless, she is lying here, and her breathing is not obvious, as if An Jingchen will never wake up if she doesn't pay attention.

Qin Xiaoxian reached out and touched her face, feeling the temperature before feeling a little relieved.

called Aunt An Jingchen, the person on the other end was in a hurry, and Qin Xiaoxian calmed a few words and heard the movement on the hospital bed.

An Jingchen clutched the sheet and struggled, muttering something with her eyes closed, as if she had fallen into a deep nightmare.

"An An, An An wake up, An An."

Qin Xiaoxian patted An Jingchen's face and called her, and found that her sideburns and neck were full of sweat, and the gauze on her forehead sucked up all the sweat, he couldn't hear what An Jingchen was saying, he put his ear close to her lips, and heard her keep talking.

"Don't, don't."

Qin Xiaoxian frowned worriedly and kept calling her, but she couldn't wake up, watching An Jingchen fall into a nightmare, crying in a mess.

She struggled more and more violently and suddenly stopped, suddenly opened her eyes, gasping for breath, and her eyes could not distinguish between reality and illusory fear and panic.

"An An, An An, can you hear me? Is it, Triumph, An An? ”

After screaming a few times, An Jingchen's eyes slowly moved from the ceiling to Qin Xiaoxian's face, and the moment she saw Qin Xiaoxian, An Jingchen breathed a heavy sigh of relief, her whole body was no longer stiff, and she let go of her hand that was holding the sheets and found that her fingertips were numb because she was too hard.

"Triumphant."

An Jingchen's throat was very dry, and when she spoke, her throat seemed to be pulled and hurt a little, and she frowned instinctively, Qin Xiaoxian hurriedly poured a glass of water and fed her to drink.

"Are you better?"

An Jingchen's weak smile was a little embarrassed.

I wanted to maintain a gentle image in front of him, but I didn't expect to be seen by him at the most embarrassed appearance.

"I'm sorry to scare you."

Qin Xiaoxian has never been able to understand why she always apologizes to others when she is the victim, he just saved her, but she is worried that he will be scared, and she is obviously afraid of death, but she is reluctant to show a little cowardice, is this too kind or too stupid.

Qin Xiaoxian was about to talk to her about not caring so much about others before she could speak, but the door of the ward was hurriedly pushed open, and a figure quickly rushed over and hugged An Jingchen into her arms, patting An Jingchen's back like a child.

"It's okay, it's okay, my aunt is here, An An is not afraid, my aunt is here."

An Jingchen glanced at Qin Xiaoxian, a little embarrassed.

"Auntie, I'm fine."

Song Qing held An Jingchen's face and blew the wound and touched the face, and his eyes were red in distress.

"It's okay, it's scared me to death, Triumph said you had a car accident, I almost had a heart attack, it's okay.".

Song Qing's slightly exaggerated expression amused An Jingchen, and after laughing, the two were silent for a few seconds, Song Qing guessed the reason for An Jingchen's car accident, and An Jingchen knew that her aunt guessed and didn't want to mention it again.