Song Xiang was sitting in the lounge, feeling so uncomfortable waiting for the doctor that she didn't even dare to swallow.
Suddenly hearing footsteps, she stood up in surprise to greet her, "Doctor Fang?!"
The glass door was pushed open, and the person who walked in was not a strange doctor.
Song Xiang took a step inside and looked at the cold-faced man in confusion, "Mr. Yan, why are you up here?"
Yan Han's face was covered with frost. He walked to the chair and sat down without saying a word.
Song Xiang looked at his nose and heart, then quietly returned to his previous position and sat down again.
Each other was speechless.
After a while.
Yan Han: "Where's the doctor?"
Song Xiang: "Maybe there's a traffic jam."
Yan Han pursed his lips and frowned so hard that he could kill a fly. He suddenly stood up again, as if about to leave, and stopped again when he reached the door.
Song Xiang thought about it for a while and had a rough idea in his mind.
"I don't think it's a shame to get stuck on a fish bone."
Yan Han turned around and glanced at her sideways, coldly.
He pressed his belt with one hand, obviously a little irritated.
Song Xiang estimated that this guy must have come in the name of going to the bathroom and was suffering now.
She endured the feeling of relief and suddenly felt that her throat was not so uncomfortable anymore.
"Mr. Yan, why don't you sit down first?"
Yan Han ignored her, turned around and walked around the infirmary twice, and unceremoniously pulled out a pile of medical equipment.
Song Xiang watched from behind, guessing the movement of this thing, "Do you want to get it yourself?"
Yan Han took out a large box of things with one hand and threw it directly on the small white bed in front of Song Xiang, "Here you go."
Song Xiang was shocked and pointed at himself, "Me?"
She quickly refused with both hands, "No, no, it's too dangerous."
"It's just a fish bone. You're not blind, so what's the danger?" Yan Han said in a fierce tone.
Song Xiang shrugged his shoulders and bravely said, "I can even eat the bones of the fish. I can't guarantee whether I am blind or not."
Yan Han: "..."
With a gloomy look on his face, he sat down on the chair opposite Song Xiang, his elbows subconsciously pressing on his knees. However, the movement was too big, which probably affected the injury on his back, and he frowned and straightened up.
"Hurry up."
Song Xiang really didn't dare, so she reluctantly opened the stainless steel box, and the smell of medical alcohol hit her face.
She found handy tweezers and a small flashlight.
"Mr. Yan, I don't have much experience. Please bear with me."
Nonsense, who in the right mind would have such an experience?
Yan Han didn't want to hear her talk, so he raised his head and opened his mouth.
Song Xiang told herself to calm down in her heart, she bravely held the man's chin and shined the flashlight in.
"Mr. Yan, open your mouth wider."
Song Xiang approached and gave a demonstration, "Ah——"
Yan Han: "..."
The man's temples twitched sharply, and when he saw Song Xiang's serious expression at close range, he opened his mouth a little wider with a cold face.
Song Xiang didn't see the fish bones and sighed inwardly. This man had specially used mouthwash before coming up. His teeth were really clean.
She was thinking wildly in her mind. She shined the flashlight for a long time, but made no progress at all.
Yan Han frowned, turned his head away from her hand, leaned back, and said angrily: "Did you see it?"
Song Xiang blinked and waved the flashlight in his hand, "It's too deep. I have to look carefully."
Yan Han's eyes were hurt by the light of the flashlight, so he grabbed Song Xiang's hand and said, "Save the ink, be more serious."
Song Xiang curled her lips and told you to wait for the doctor. You have to come to me for excitement.
"Then I'll take a look."
Yan Han raised his head impatiently and opened his mouth again.
Song Xiang held her breath, stood on tiptoes, and carefully turned on the flashlight to shine inside.
Yan Han saw her expression change from serious to serious, and felt a little nervous for no reason. Song Xiang was too close, so he could only hold the chair behind him with both hands.
Suddenly, Song Xiang's eyes lit up.
"Saw it!"
When she got excited, the hand holding Yan Han's chin would inevitably tighten.
Yan Han only felt a pain in his jaw, and then he had an ominous premonition.
Song Xiang: "Mr. Yan, please don't move. I will help you take out the fish bones right away."
She spoke so confidently that Yan Han began to doubt her and couldn't help but retreat.
Song Xiang became stubborn, released the hand holding the man's chin, and turned to get the tweezers he had just found.
Yan Han's eyes fell on the reflective tweezers, and he watched Song Xiang insert the pointed end into his mouth.
The pounding heartbeat sounded in my ears.
Song Xiang was also very nervous. She put the tweezers in. She originally wanted to touch the fish bone, but her hand shook and she scraped it directly from Yan Han's throat.
"Um--!"
With a muffled groan, Yan Han's eyes widened and he pushed Song Xiang away by instinct.
"Are you trying to kill me?!"
The man held his throat, his expression was painful, and he stared at Song Xiang fiercely.
Song Xiang held the tool, a little at a loss, but still stubborn, "Mr. Yan, calm down, I almost succeeded just now, please let me try again."
"impossible!"
Yan Han was shocked that this damn woman actually had the nerve to let her try.
Song Xiang sighed and walked forward, "I can do it."