Qi Yanchen took it and sat down on the chair next to the hospital bed.
Maybe she was too tired, so the girl had fallen asleep on the hospital bed.
It was almost evening at this moment, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone in through the window, staining 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 moved extra gently, dipped in disinfectant and gently touched the broken skin.
When he saw this, the cold and indifferent man couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.
The look in his eyes darkened.
"Hiss~"
As soon as the cotton swab touched the skin, Lin Zhiyang's arms trembled, her slender and curled eyelashes lifted, and she woke up.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Qi Yanchen's handsome face, which looked like a work of Nuwa's dazzling skills.
But there was a cold emotion in the man's eyes.
However, this emotion passed by in a flash, making Lin Zhiyang wonder if he had seen it 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 raised his arm and looked at it. He said in a delicate and lazy voice, "It hurts. I won't apply it anymore."
It was very painful when I first hit it.
But the situation at that time made her indifferent to the pain.
There is only a little pain now, and I can't feel it if I don't touch it.
But after applying the disinfectant, Lin Zhiyang felt like needles were pricking her.
Qi Yanchen stretched out his knuckled hands and rubbed her head, saying in a gentle voice, "It will be fine soon."
Lin Zhiyang pursed his lips and shook his head, "No, it hurts too much."
Qi Yanchen couldn't do anything to her, so he coaxed softly, "I'll be gentle."
Lin Zhiyang's little head shook even harder, his fox eyes filled with distrust, "You say that every time."
Qi Yanchen's Qingjun frowned: "???"
Lin Zhiyang realized what she had said, her cheeks turned red, she touched her nose with her jade-white fingers, raised her chin, and said coquettishly: "I just don't want to apply it anyway."
Qi Yanchen lowered his thick and long eyes, took the cotton swab back, and said in a light voice, "I was just thinking about buying you the latest high-end clothing from OL after applying it, so forget it."
As soon as these words came out, Lin Zhiyang's eyes suddenly brightened, and he immediately stretched out his hand to grab Qi Yanchen's sleeve, blinking, "You can do 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 deep voice, "Well, lie down."
Xiao Ran ran out of the ward in a hurry.
She did not open the door directly, but looked inside through the glass on the ward door.
Then I saw Fozi, who was always dignified and cool, taking a cotton swab and carefully applying medicine to her boss.
His eyes and movements were extremely pious, as if he was treating a very precious treasure.
The beauty lying on the hospital bed looked unhappy, her eyebrows were tightly knitted, and her arms were drawn back from time to time.
The cold and dignified man approached the beauty's white arm and blew gently as if coaxing a child.
Xiaoran: "..."
She now looked like a dog that had been kicked well on the side of the road.
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Here, Chang Zhihao was finally sent to the hospital.
As soon as Zhang Yu got off the ambulance, he saw a familiar figure.
She has short, ear-length hair, wears a black women's suit, and is carrying a black bag.
Looking from a distance, the aura of a strong working woman comes across.
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's whole body trembled and he shouted, "Oh my God!"
Turn around and run!
Zhang Yu knew that if he didn't run away now, he would be beaten severely!
Xia Lan is famous for protecting her own artists.
She handed the artist into his hands, but an accident occurred and the artist was taken away by an ambulance.
It would be strange if Xia Lan didn't eat him!
The nurse who had just received Chang Zhihao was stunned.
What happened? The person who brought the patient ran away?
What about hospitalization? Will anyone pay the fees?
Xia Lan takes revenge, it's not too late in ten years.
When she saw Zhang Yu running away, she flipped up her short hair and walked away on high heels.
Go to his house at night and settle the score with him!
When Xia Lan arrived at the specific floor Xiao Ran had given her, she saw Xiao Ran standing at the door and did not go in.
She walked over and asked: "Xiao Ran, why didn't you go in? How is Lin Zhiyang doing?"
Xia Lan's voice was so loud that it felt like it was being amplified in the silent corridor.
The news immediately reached Lin Zhiyang's ears.
She immediately turned her head and saw the faces of Xiaoran and Xia Lan outside the door through the small glass in the ward.
Lin Zhiyang's fox eyes suddenly widened, he pressed Qi Yanchen's head with one good hand, and then pushed hard.
"Someone is coming!"
Qi Yanchen: "..."
Lin Zhiyang had already retracted his hand, hugged his arms with both hands, and his heart was beating violently.
Xia Lan didn't pay much attention to it and just opened the door of the ward and came in.
Then she saw Qi Yanchen holding a cotton swab in her hand. Her artist's eyes were a little flustered and he was smiling towards her.
Qi Yanchen looked up and saw Xia Lan and Xiaoran standing at the door of the ward.
He glanced at Lin Zhiyang again, looking like he was not familiar with him, and pursed his thin lips into a straight line.
Is he that shameless?
The cold and indifferent man threw the cotton swab into the trash can nearby, his face darkened.
Xia Lan glanced at Qi Yanchen and then at Lin Zhiyang.
She frowned.
Why do you feel that Qi Yanchen is unhappy?
After all, he is a big shot in the entertainment industry. Xia Lan put a smile on his face, walked over and said politely: "Thank you, Movie Emperor Qi, for sending our artist to the hospital. I am very grateful."
"Xiaoran and I will just take care of her. You can go about your business."
Lin Zhiyang was like a scumbag who doesn't recognize anyone after sleeping. She turned around and smiled at him and said: "Yes, you can go back."
Qi Yanchen's penetrating gaze fell on Lin Zhiyang's face. No emotion could be heard in his voice, and he asked lightly: "Really?"
Lin Zhiyang blinked but did not speak yet.
Xia Lan smiled and said: "Of course, Movie Emperor Qi, you are so busy, so I won't bother you."
After saying that, she turned to look at Xiao Ran and said, "Quick, give one to Movie Emperor Qi."
Xiaoran's round face looked stunned.
In fact, she felt that she and Xia Lan were the ones who should leave.
She intuitively felt that she was definitely not as careful as Qi Yanchen in taking care of Lin Zhiyang.
Xia Lan issued the order to expel the guests quickly and ruthlessly.
Mainly because 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 she pursed her lips and said, "It's fine as long as Xiaoran and Sister Lan are here."
Qi Yanchen exhaled without trace, lowered his thick and long eyelashes, and finally stood up, saying in a faint voice, "Then I'm superfluous."
