my villain is too cute

Chapter 195 My Little Poor (9)

If the respected old man above knew that what he said made sense to other doctors, but Han Jin denied it time and time again in his heart, he didn't know how he would feel.

Han Jin stared blankly at the old man above him, what he said made sense, but none of it could stand up to scrutiny.
Of course she wouldn't say anything, the progress of medicine has always been piled up with failures,
She's just bored, these can't help her, she might as well go back and cook for the little cutie.

At this moment, the phone in his pocket rang, and Han Jin took it out to take a look, and saw that it was a little cutie, with the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

Glancing around, stooping sneakily through the aisle,

The doctor next to him gave Han Jin a strange look.

I don't know what made this person not even listen to such an important discussion.

A lot of people came to this symposium, and many people came from hospitals all over the country. It was crowded, and no one noticed that Han Jin was gone.

Han Jin went outside and answered the phone with a gentle voice.

"what happened?"

"When will you come back."

Xie Huan's breath was gloomy, but his voice was still soft.

Han Jin smiled: "I can go to the hospital tomorrow afternoon, miss me?"

Xie Huan pursed his lips, lowered his eyelashes, couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly, and said in a muffled voice, "I want you to come back now."

Han Jin was taken aback for a moment, feeling that something was wrong, the little cutie would never speak like this, and worriedly asked: "What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"

Xie Huan sat by the bed, clenched his hands tightly, the emotion in his eyes was treacherous and gloomy, but his voice was casual: "If you don't come back, I will be angry."

Han Jin took a deep breath, feeling inexplicably uneasy, and comforted the people over there who didn't know the situation: "Good boy, I'll go back now, it will take about two hours."

Xie Huan heard the words, his eyes gradually brightened, but his eyes were dark and dark, and his voice was soft: "Okay, sister Ah Jin, I will wait for you to come back."

After hanging up the phone, Han Jin looked solemn, and took a taxi to the airport.

Xie Huan held the fairy tale book and smiled slowly, with a pair of sweet dimples on his cheeks, as if he was an angel who landed in the world.

He lay on the bed, raised his white and tender feet, looked at the illustrations in the fairy tale book, and murmured to himself: "I miss my sister so much."

There was an indescribably weird atmosphere in the ward, and the two bodyguards at the door were sweating profusely, with residual fear in their eyes.

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Panting for breath, Han Jin came to the door of the ward, and slowly pushed the door open. It was a rare fine weather outside, and the warm sunshine shined on the ward through the window.

But the boy lying on the bed seemed to be sinking in a dark swamp, and no light could shine on him.

With a calm expression on Han Jin's face, a trace of worry flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he slowly approached the boy on the bed.

Xie Huan heard the movement, came back to his senses, looked up at the person beside the bed, with a cute and innocent smile on his face, he softly rubbed against Han Jin's side, and hugged her neck tightly.

"Sister, I miss you so much."

Han Jin hugged the boy's waist tightly, heaved a sigh of relief, although he knew that something was wrong with him now, as long as he wasn't injured, it would be fine.

"Why are you wearing so little, isn't it cold?"

The boy was wearing a white shirt that was the same as Han Jin's, and he didn't know where he got it from.
Because of her short stature, she could just cover her thighs, leaving a section of her white and translucent calves exposed.

"It's cold, I want my sister to hug me."

The young man hangs on Han Jin's body, coquettishly soft and sticky, and his lips rub against her neck from time to time, with a hint of seduction.

Han Jin's body tensed instantly, he bit the tip of his tongue helplessly, picked up the boy and sat on the bed, lifted the quilt to cover them together.

(End of this chapter)