Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 336 She Carried Everything By herself (2)

The outside world was in a depression, with a light rain and a biting chill.

It's getting dark.

Yan Chuyan took off her white robe, put on her woolen coat, and walked out of the hospital.

Brilliant neon lights are lit up one after another, and the whole city shines brightly in the dark night.

On the busy street, she walked aimlessly through the crowd alone.

Senior high school students in school uniforms passed by in pairs, couples came out of the store door after couple, and pet dogs on the street licked each other's hair.

There are cute toys in the crystal window, and parents stop in front of the toy store with their children after school.

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"Ah! Why did you faint? Girl, are you okay?" A panicked scream exploded in the crowd.

"It can't be from Pengci, right?" Someone turned on the phone camera to face her face, and looked at her carefully.

"Girl, can you hear us? Wake up..."

Passers-by gathered around one by one.

Yan Chuyan fainted at the entrance of a clothing store, the store was blocked by passers-by, and the owner of the clothing store rushed out displeased.

Grinning his teeth, he yelled loudly: "What are you blocking up for? You're not letting people do business? Go, go! Otherwise, I'll call the police!"

"Everyone is dizzy, it's just right to call the police, so hurry up and call the ambulance." A passer-by said to the clothing store owner.

How unlucky!

As night fell, it was the time when business was booming, and this shit happened.

The proprietress of the clothing store had a sullen face, she gave Yan Chuyan who was fainted on the ground a glare, went back to the store and called an ambulance.

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Coverlay Hospital.

When Yan Chuyan woke up, it was already late at night.

Just as he lifted his heavy and tired eyelids, a handsome and modest face came into view.

She moved her fingertips, trying to raise her hand to brush away the messy hair on her forehead, but found that she was on a drip.

"Where is this? What's wrong with me?" She moved her lips, her voice slightly hoarse.

"You have a fever, do you feel unwell? Come, drink some hot water first." Xiao Yixun poured her a book of warm water, helped her to lean against the bed, and held a transparent glass to her lips.

Yan Chuyan obediently took a sip, her bloodshot eyes quietly staring at the gentle and modest man in front of her.

"How...how did I come here? Why did I have a fever?" She subconsciously raised her free hand and put it on her forehead.

Really, she is a nurse herself, why doesn't she even know she's sick?
"You fainted on the street after get off work. Fortunately, there were kind people who helped to call the police and send you to the hospital." Xiao Yixun's gentle voice was like a clear spring, slowly flowing through the tip of her heart.

"Hiss—" her elbow accidentally hit the bed rail, and a heart-piercing pain suddenly hit the wound. She couldn't help frowning, and gasped in pain.

"What's wrong with your hand? Let me see." Seeing that her expression was wrong, Xiao Yixun's face was immediately stained with endless worry, and he stretched out his long arm, and gently tied her wrist.

The sleeves were rolled up little by little, and her fair skin glowed under the light. When the sleeves were turned halfway, Yan Chuyan retracted her hands reflexively.

"I'm fine, don't look at it." She whispered.

There was melancholy in Xiao Yixun's brows, and he still tightly tied her slender and fair arms.

In the next second, the wound on the elbow was exposed, the blood had solidified, and a large area of ​​redness and swelling was shocking.

He stared deeply at her wound, his warm eyes were full of distress.

"Does it hurt?" He let go of her hand and asked softly.

(End of this chapter)