Song Cian didn't want to continue chatting with this man anymore.

He stood up and walked out step by step with slow steps, leaving Yan Jin alone and rubbed his nose with a headache.

He didn't expect that Song Cian would agree easily, and the expression on his face was even more invisible.

Yan Jin sat there for the whole afternoon with some difficulty.

Song Ci'an, who returned to the bedroom, reached out and slowly opened the drawer.

There is a full bottle of sleeping pills inside.

She had told the doctor before that she had insomnia and had no choice but to prescribe a few sleeping pills for her.

Little did he know that when the doctor was not paying attention, Song Ci'an secretly walked away the whole bottle.

She gently twisted the lid of the medicine bottle, poured out a few sleeping pills in her palm, and then swallowed all the medicine without hesitation.

She even felt that it was not enough and fell a few more times.

Swallow all the sleeping pills as much as possible, and then lie on the bed after drinking the last sip of water.

Waiting quietly, the medicine started soon, and Song Cian closed her eyes.

At this moment, a vague feeling of uneasiness came to Yan Jin's heart.

He put down what he was doing and went upstairs to knock on the door, but he didn't react at all.

The force of his knocking on the door couldn't help but increase, and the knocking sound became louder and louder, and there was still no movement.

Yan Jin, who lost his patience, kicked the door open.

Song Ci fell asleep peacefully. Just when he thought he was too careful, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a whole bottle of sleeping pills on the table.

He immediately realized something was wrong, especially when he saw the empty medicine bottle.

Yan Jin was angry and annoyed, and immediately picked up Song Ci'an and took her to the Yan Group to the hospital for gastric lavage.

When the secretary learned that Yan Jin had gone to the hospital again, he guessed that something might have happened to Song Ci'an.

He rushed to the hospital in a hurry and found Yan Jin. As soon as he met, she asked anxiously.

"Mr. Yan, what's wrong with Miss An'an?"

Yan Jin didn't say a word and punched the wall the next second.

This move undoubtedly scared the secretary next to him.

"Mr. Yan, what are you doing?!"

The secretary rarely saw Yan Jin lose control. This time she had punched the wall and hit the worst of the loss of control.

She wanted to call a nurse to bandage Yan Jin briefly, but he refused decisively.

"Don't call others over, there is no need to mobilize a group of people if you hurt at all."

"Mr. Yan, even if you are angry, you can't vent your anger like this. What happened to you and Miss An An? Why did you have to scar each other before you stop?"

The secretary was getting more and more unable to see through the two.

They obviously like each other, but they have become an uncontrollable situation.

"I just want to keep her around..."

Yan Jin spoke very lightly, his eyes were dull, and the pain in his chest suffocated him again.

The secretary sighed deeply.

"There are so many ways to keep her around, but you just choose this way to torture yourself and her,"

"Yes... so many ways, but I only think of this one."

Yan Jin murmured in a low voice.

The secretary's words just now seemed to wake him up, and another thought came to his mind at this moment.

"Let's not talk about this for now, is Miss An An uncomfortable?"

The secretary continued to ask, and she still didn't know what happened to Song Ci'an, so she appeared in the hospital again.

Yan Jin's thin lips slightly activated.

"She swallowed a whole bottle of sleeping pills."

"What?!"

The secretary couldn't help but change his face and his eyes widened in vain.

I don't understand what happened between the two, and it has not been long since the threat of wrist cutting.

Song Cian just then swallowed the sleeping pills.
Chapter completed!