Chapter 120: I Have a Hundred Ways to Make You Willingly Swallow the Medicine

The sarcasm and bitterness in the words are all presented, and the tears are like beads with broken threads, falling down one by one.

Yin Han had never seen her so fragile, her heart fell violently, what happened to her that day, she was still smiling like a flower in the morning, and it was only an hour before she became like this.

"What do you care about...... Is it Duan Yi? He lowered his hand that had been holding the clothes, and looked at her condescendingly.

Xia Chaoxi didn't answer, just turned his face away and faced the other side.

Yin Han looked at her for a long time before reaching out and taking the medicine and water next to him, not planning to delve into this topic anymore, and concentrating on feeding her the medicine.

"Open your mouth and take your medicine." His voice was clear, with an undeniable indifference.

The medicine was already on her lips, and the unpleasant smell of medicine poured into her nose, and she instinctively disgusted it, ignoring it.

Yin Han repeated mechanically, with a hint of warning, "Take medicine." ”

Xia Chaoxi hated that someone forced her to do this and that when she was annoyed, she suppressed the flame that ignited by the slur, and she couldn't help but spit out two words, "Don't eat." ”

The young man holding the medicine in his hand did not move, his eyes still fell on her noble and pale face, "If I want you to eat it, you must eat it, otherwise I have a hundred ways to make you swallow the medicine willingly." ”

"I repeat, I don't eat! Why do you care about me! Emotionally, Xia Chaoxi waved his hand regardless of it, and the glass that Yin Han held in his hand was instantly knocked to the ground!

The water splashed his trouser legs, and his face gradually sank, as if it was quickly enveloping a heavy dark cloud, a premonition of a storm.

Xia Chaoxi was roasted by the unpleasant gaze, her originally restless heart was even more uncalm, her heart was beating fast, and the blood was about to break through the top of her head, she couldn't suppress the control of her emotions, and her body trembled violently.

The movement here was too big, and the attention of the two of them was focused on each other, and even Xia Linyin, who was carrying a gift at the door, didn't know when she came.

Xia Linyin looked at the low air pressure surrounding them in a daze, and did not dare to move in place.

Yin Han suppressed his displeasure, stretched out his hand to wipe the water stains on her hands, but before he touched her, she knocked her hands off, and the girl on the bed erected spikes all over her body, and no one was allowed to approach.

"Don't touch me!"

He just didn't hear it, he still took her hand and put it in the palm of his hand to wipe it clean with a cold face, and in a second, the palm of his hand was withdrawn, and her tears fell down one after another, flowing on his face.

Emotionally unstable and almost pathological, she probably doesn't even know what she's doing now, but instinctively resists everyone's approach.

"Ruixi, what's wrong with you?" Sensing that something was wrong with her, Yin Han tried to get close to her, but was pushed away by her.

Her fingers quickly snatched the scissors placed next to her and held them in the palm of her hand, the cold touch calmed her down a little, but she still felt the layers of darkness that had accumulated in her heart for a long time, and she couldn't breathe.

"Yin Ruixi, put the scissors down and don't hurt yourself." He tried to soften his voice.

But now Xia Chaoxi couldn't listen to the words at all, there was an instinct to release the negative emotions that had accumulated in her body, and as soon as her fingers tightened, she stabbed her arm with scissors!

The tip of the knife sank into the skin, and the blood flowed down, but it was not her own, and the bright red color stung the eyeballs and brought back to her senses.

Xia Chaoxi's pupils suddenly constricted, and she threw away the murder weapon in her hand as soon as possible, self-blame and chagrin were intertwined, and tears fell even more fiercely in the panic.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Yin Han, I'm ...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"