Ji Yusen retreated to the back of the chair beggingly and took out a few bottles of medicine, "Na, that's it, pay attention to the dosage, and come to me after eating." ”

Yi Beihan swallowed his beating heart, and his dark eyes narrowed slightly.

………………

Yi Beihan went to the hospital early, and he came back at eight o'clock in the morning.

As soon as he entered the door, two servants ran up to him, looking embarrassed, "Sir, Mrs. refuses to drink medicine." ”

Yi Beihan took off his coat and walked into the living room.

All the dishes on the table were scattered on the ground, and the surrounding porcelain furniture was also spared.

Every time Xia Yan smashed something, several slaves took a few steps back, and no one dared to hum a word.

Mainly, Mr. holds his wife in the palm of his hand, who dares to say a word?

Don't say a word, don't dare to say a single expression!

"Baby, what's wrong with you?" When Yi Beihan came over, Xia Yan was holding a porcelain from the Ming Dynasty in his hand.

That was at the last auction, Yi Beihan auctioned for 20 million.

When Xia Yan heard this, he glanced up at Yi Beihan, and became more and more angry, without looking at what he was holding in his hand, he just smashed it on the ground.

"Baby, be careful!" Yi Beihan exclaimed.

With a "bang", the porcelain in Xia Yan's hand had already been smashed.

Debris splattered on the ground, instantly creating a thin streak of blood on her calf.

Yi Beihan rushed up with a brisk step, picked up Xia Yan, put him on the chair, and commanded the servant in a deep voice, "Go and get the medicine box!" ”

"Baby, does it hurt?" It's just a small wound, and Yi Beihan's voice is shaking!!

The jaws of the slaves behind him are about to fall out in shock, sir, as for it?

Listening to his cherished tone, Xia Yan was fine, but his mouth suddenly twitched, and he looked very aggrieved, as if tears were about to fall out.

With a pitiful expression, Yibei's cold heart and liver were almost broken.

"Baby, does it hurt?" Yi Beihan held her calf and licked the blood from her wound with great cherishment.

Xia Yan's face flushed, and she looked up in astonishment, seeing more than a dozen pairs of eyes in front of her staring straight at them.

Just don't live!

Xia Yan immediately waved his hands, stretched out his legs and carried Yi Beihan, telling him to get out of the way.

"Baby, you're so rude......" Yi Beihan sat on the chair next to him, hooked Xia Yan's waist, and let her sit on his lap.

Although he said this, Yi Beihan's black eyes were full of doting tenderness, and he rubbed the tip of Xia Yan's nose and looked at her with a smile.

Xia Yan was still shy about Yi Beihan's behavior just now, she shrank her head and scratched in Yi Beihan's arms with her teeth and claws.

A servant handed over the medicine box with a smile on his face, Xia Yan met her expression, and suddenly became even more angry, opening his mouth to bite Yi Beihan's wrist and not letting go.

Yi Beihan raised his eyes like a slave, and his face was cold as if dripping water, "Don't laugh!" ”

The servant was silenced with fright.

"Baby, let me see your wounds first." As soon as he turned around, his voice immediately softened.

Xia Yan pursed his lips and kicked him playfully.

Yi Beihan only thought that her awkward appearance was cute, and scraped the tip of her nose with his hand to fix her calf.

He took the ointment handed by the servant, and explained in a rambling manner as he carefully applied it to her wound.

"Baby, this ointment can prevent scars, your skin is white, and it won't look good if you have a scar."

After applying the ointment, I applied a band-aid.

Xia Yan pursed his lips, feeling puzzled, and reached out to touch something and wanted to smash it.