sweetness!Being coaxed by the sick and charming movie star, she blushes and her heart beats

Inside the VIP ward.

The nurse brought cotton swabs and antiseptic potions.

Qi Yanchen took it and sat down on the chair beside the hospital bed.

Maybe it was too tired, the girl had already fallen asleep on the hospital bed.

It was almost evening at this moment, and the afterglow of the setting sun came in through the window, dyeing the girl's face like fine jade.

Qi Yanchen's heart moved slightly, and his eyes fell on her arm.

Afraid of hurting her, the man's movements were extra light, he applied the disinfectant, and tapped lightly on the broken skin.

Seeing this, the cold and indifferent man couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.

The light in his eyes darkened.

"Hi~"

As soon as the cotton swab touched the skin, Lin Zhiyang's arms trembled, his slender and curly eyelashes lifted, and he woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Qi Yanchen's handsome face, like a Nuwa's dazzling work.

But there was a cold emotion in the man's eyes.

But this emotion flashed by, making Lin Zhiyang wonder if he was wrong.

When he raised his eyelids to look at her, his deep eyes were calm and gloomy.

Lin Zhiyang didn't think much about it, he bent his arms and glanced, and said in a delicate and lazy voice, "It hurts, don't apply it."

It was hot and painful when it first hit.

But the situation at the time made her careless about the pain.

Now there is only a little pain, and I can't feel it if I don't touch it.

But when the disinfectant was applied, Lin Zhiyang felt like a needle was pricking her.

Qi Yanchen stretched out his bony hands to rub her head, and said in a gentle voice, "It will be fine soon."

Lin Zhiyang shook his head with his mouth flattened, "No, it hurts too much."

Qi Yanchen had nothing to do with her, so he coaxed softly, "Let me take it easy."

Lin Zhiyang shook his little head even more, and the fox's eyes were full of distrust, "You say that every time."

Qi Yanchen frowned: "???"

Lin Zhiyang realized what he said, Xue blushed, touched his nose with Yubai's fingers, lifted his chin, and said coquettishly: "Anyway, I just don't want to paint it."

Qi Yanchen's thick and long eyes drooped, and he took the cotton swab back again, and said in a flat voice, "Just now I was thinking of buying you the latest haute couture from OL's after painting, so forget it."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Zhiyang's eyes lit up, and he immediately reached out and grabbed Qi Yanchen's sleeve, blinking his eyes, "You can paint it, I am no longer a willful child, I am a mature adult!"

A smile flashed across Qi Yanchen's eyes, he looked at the thin white fingers grabbing his sleeve, and said in a clear voice, "Well, lie down."

Xiaoran ran out of the ward in a hurry.

She didn't push the door directly to come in, but peeked in through the glass on the ward door.

Then I saw Fuzi, who has always been dignified and cold, carefully applying medicine to her boss with a cotton swab.

Those eyes and movements were extremely devout, as if they were treating a very precious treasure.

The beauty lying on the hospital bed didn't look very well, her brows were tightly frowned, and her arms were retracted from time to time.

The cold and dignified man approached the beauty Yubai's arm as if coaxing a child, blowing gently.

Xiaoran: "..."

She is now like a dog that has been kicked well by the side of the road.

----

Here, Chang Zhihao was finally sent to the hospital.

As soon as Zhang Yu got out of the ambulance, he saw a familiar figure.

She has short hair that reaches her ears, is wearing a black lady's suit, and is also carrying a black bag.

From a distance, the aura of a strong woman in the workplace blows towards her face.

And Zhang Yu's eyes flashed, and his heart "thumped".

Xia Lan saw Zhang Yu at a glance, narrowed her eyes, and shouted in a deep voice, "Zhang Yu!"

Zhang Yu trembled all over, and shouted, "Oh my god!"

Turn around and run!

Zhang Yu knew that if he didn't run away now, he would be beaten violently!

Xia Lan is famous for protecting her own artists.

She handed the artist into his hands, but an accident happened, and the artist was taken away by the ambulance.

It's no wonder Xia Lan didn't eat him!

The nurse who had just picked up Chang Zhihao was stunned.

what's the situation?The person who brought the patient ran away?

What about hospitalization?Does anyone pay the fee?

Ten years is not too late for Xia Lan to take revenge.

Seeing Zhang Yu running away, she brushed her short hair and left in high heels.

Go to his house to settle accounts with him again at night!

When Xia Lan arrived at the specific floor that Xiaoran had sent her, she saw Xiaoran standing at the door and did not go in.

She walked over and asked, "Xiaoran, why didn't you go in? How is Lin Zhiyang?"

Xia Lan's voice was very loud, and it felt like it was being amplified in the silent corridor.

Immediately, it reached Lin Zhiyang's ears.

She turned her head immediately, and saw the faces of Xiaoran and Xia Lan outside the door through the small glass in the ward.

Lin Zhiyang's fox eyes widened immediately, he pressed Qi Yanchen's head with a good hand, and then pushed hard.

"someone is coming!"

Qi Yanchen: "..."

Lin Zhiyang had already retracted his hand, hugging his arms with both hands, his heart was beating violently.

Xia Lan didn't pay too much attention, she just pushed open the door of the ward and came in.

I saw Qi Yanchen holding a cotton swab in his hand, the artist in her family was a little flustered and smiling at her.

As soon as Qi Yanchen looked up, he saw Xia Lan and Xiaoran standing at the door of the ward.

He glanced at Lin Zhiyang again, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line as if he was not familiar with him.

Is he that shameless?

The cold and indifferent man threw the cotton swab into the trash can next to him, his face darkened.

Xia Lan glanced at Qi Yanchen, then at Lin Zhiyang.

She frowned.

Why do you feel that Qi Yanchen is very unhappy?

After all, she is a big shot in the entertainment industry, Xia Lan put a smile on her face, walked over, and said politely: "Thank you, King Qi, for sending our artist to the hospital, I am very grateful."

"From now on, Xiaoran and I will just take care of her. You can go to work."

Lin Zhiyang is like a scumbag who refuses to recognize anyone after sleeping, she turned her head and smiled at him and said: "Yes, you can go back."

Qi Yanchen's deep eyes fell on Lin Zhiyang's face, his voice could not hear any emotion, and asked indifferently: "Really?"

Lin Zhiyang blinked, but did not speak yet.

Xia Lan smiled and said, "Of course, Yingdi Qi is so busy, so I won't bother you."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head to look at Xiaoran, "Hurry up, give Yingdi Qi a gift."

The expression on Xiaoran's round face froze.

In fact, she felt that she and Xia Lan were the ones who should leave.

She intuitively felt that taking care of Lin Zhiyang must not be as careful as Qi Yanchen.

Xia Lan's order to chase away guests was fast and ruthless.

The main reason is that she felt that there were too many people in the hospital, and it would be troublesome to be photographed.

Lin Zhiyang didn't want others to know about her relationship with Qi Yanchen, so he pursed his lips and said, "Just as long as Xiaoran and Sister Lan are here."

Qi Yanchen exhaled without a trace, his thick and long eyelashes drooped, and finally stood up, with a faint voice, "Then I'm redundant."