Chapter 432: Does It Hurt Badly?

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An Yin didn't wake up, just pressed her arm, probably hurting the wound on her shoulder.

Qin Jian's arm went under her neck, gently lifted her upper body, flattened her, and saw her frowning brow, slowly stretching.

Qin Jian stretched out his hand and pressed it on her forehead, it was not hot yesterday.

Breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as the fever does not persist, it means that the inflammation has subsided.

As soon as the hand was removed from her forehead, An Yin screamed at the bottom, "Mom......"

Qin Jian's heart ached, and he said in a low voice: "It's me, does it hurt badly?" ”

Anyin didn't answer, his breathing became subtle again, he knew that she was asleep again, and bent down to tuck her quilt.

Suddenly, I heard her whisper, "Qi Bai, help me ......"

Qin Jian's hand froze, looking at her pale little face, he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, and after a long while, he slowly straightened up and walked out.

Qi Bai grew up in the Qin Mansion, stayed in the Qin Mansion, and watched An Yin grow up.

An Yin was afraid of him, and when he saw him, he was always like a mouse seeing a cat, but in front of Qi Bai, he was very casual.

When she needed help, all she was looking for was Qi Bai-

opened the door and saw Liu's mother guarding outside, he was silent for a moment, didn't say anything, and walked straight away.

Instead of going back to his bedroom to rest, he went downstairs.

Wu Ling was afraid that Mother Liu would have something to find someone, so she kept staying downstairs, and when she saw Qin Jian coming down, she immediately stood up.

"Has Qi Bai been here?" Qin Jian asked.

Qi Bai is in charge of the security system of the Qin Mansion, and he won't know that something so big has happened.

"I've been here twice, but An Yin is resting, and Mother Liu doesn't let anyone go up to disturb him, so he stays for a while every time and leaves."

Qin Jian took out his mobile phone, only to find that the mobile phone had been turned off when it was out of battery, frowned, and instructed Wu Ling: "Call Qi Bai and call him over." ”

Wu Ling hesitated, "Today is the day of the Qin Clan's security team meeting, it's not appropriate to call him back now, right?" ”

Qin Jian said angrily: "What's inappropriate? ”

Wu Ling's face turned white and he ran away quickly, although Qin Jian usually doesn't like to talk or laugh, but he has never been angry with his subordinates like this.

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Qi Bai had just finished the meeting, and before he walked out of the conference room, he received a call from Wu Ling.

He knew that An Yin was injured, but he couldn't see An Yin, and he didn't know how badly An Yin was injured, so he was always worried.

At this time, he suddenly received a call from Wu Ling, saying that Qin Jian was looking for him, and he didn't know what was going on, so he hurriedly drove all the way back to Qin's house.

When I entered the East Pavilion, I saw Wu Ling waiting at the door with a nervous expression.

"What's wrong?"

"The young master didn't say it, he just said, you're here, let you go and see An Yin."

Qi Bai chuckled in his heart, could it be that An Yin was not good?

He didn't bother to talk to Wu Ling anymore, and hurried upstairs in three steps and two steps.

Wu Ling hurriedly followed.

Qin Jian has a habit of cleanliness, even if he and Qin Jian have been close since childhood, this is the first time he has come up to the second floor.

On this floor, there are only two rooms in front of and behind it.

He knew that An Yin and Qin Jian both lived on the second floor, but he didn't expect that there were only two rooms on the second floor.

Qi Bai didn't have the heart to think about it, looked at the two doors, and didn't know which one was where An Yin lived.

Wu Ling walked to the door of the first room and knocked on the door.

Mother Liu opened the door and glanced at Qi Bai, "Doctor Yan wants to change the dressing for An Yin, so I have to wait for a while." ”

Qi Bai nodded, but his heart was up and down.

What kind of injury, Yan Yongchao has to do it himself.

I waited for almost twenty minutes.

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