As soon as she woke up, she suddenly faced Yan Zhan's face and subconsciously hugged his neck.
Manshu didn't say anything, just clenched his teeth tightly and hugged Yan Zhan very hard.
However, her little strength is nothing to Yan Zhan.
"Manman?" Yan Zhan knew that she must have been frightened by a nightmare, so he didn't push her away. Instead, he patted her on the back in an accommodating manner.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
The man's voice is low and plain, but it gives people infinite power.
Yan Zhan has a cold fragrance that seems to be there, which seems to soothe people's hearts.
Manshu hugged her for a while before she realized what she was doing and quickly let go.
"Yes, I'm sorry, Third Uncle, I didn't mean it."
Manshu's ears felt hot when she thought of holding Yan Zhan just now.
"Are you having a nightmare?" Yan Zhan didn't care. He stood up and said, "I'll get you some water."
"Wait!" Manshu was anxious and grabbed Yan Zhan's hand.
"I don't want to drink water." Her voice was hoarse, "Uncle Third, why are you at my house?"
Yes, Manshu was definitely at home.
She didn't know how Yan Zhan got in. What was certain was that she locked the door after returning home.
"I called you, but no one answered."
Yan Zhan remembered that she said her grandmother had returned to the village and was worried that something might happen to her, so he rushed over immediately.
After confirming that no one was in the house and no one answered the phone, Yan Zhan used some special techniques to unlock the door.
When I came in, I found Manshu sleeping and she still had a fever.
He was sweating profusely and his face was red.
Originally, he planned to wake someone up and take her to the hospital, but he found that she was having a nightmare.
I don’t know what she dreamed about, but the fear was conveyed in the dream.
She kept struggling and called him.
Yan Zhan didn't want to admit it, but when he heard Manshu calling him in his dream, his heart beat a beat faster.
But when he heard her calling for help in her dream, he became worried again.
There is no need to explain these to Manshu in detail.
"You have a fever, get up and get dressed, I will take you to the hospital."
As he said that, Yan Zhan glanced at her hand holding his own.
And, the little girl is now wearing pajamas, with her delicate collarbone half exposed.
His eyes dimmed. The little girl still dared to hold on to the man's hand like this. It seemed that she was not aware of the danger at all.
"I don't want to go to the hospital." Manshu saw that Yan Zhan wanted to take her to the hospital, so she simply held his hand and refused to let go.
A pair of wet eyes, with red corners, looks pitiful, which makes everyone feel soft-hearted.
Yan Zhan rubbed her hair helplessly: "Okay, then I won't go."
"I'll call Childhood and ask him to come over."
This time, Yan Zhan didn't give Manshu a chance to refuse and dialed the number directly.
A childhood when I got off the operating table at 6:30 in the morning and slept for less than two hours?
The phone rang several times, and he thought it was the patient from the previous surgery who was in bad condition.
As soon as he picked up the call, Yan Zhan asked him to go to Manshu's house and said that the little girl had a fever.
"Brother, you are my brother, okay? I had surgery all night and I just closed my eyes. Just call me!"
"Then don't go to sleep." Yan Zhan was not worried about his childhood health at all, "Come over and watch her before going to bed."
Childhood was so angry that he said, "No, I really didn't sleep well. I just have a fever, and it's not a serious illness. In this case, I'll let someone else go. Don't worry, I guarantee it's someone you can trust."
After saying that, this time he didn't give Yan Zhan a chance to object and hung up the phone faster than him.
He hung up the phone, quickly found another person's number, and dialed it.