When Song Xiang saw Yan Han approaching, her first reaction was to run, but Yan Han, with quick eyes and quick hands, pressed her shoulders and pushed her down hard.
Yan Han: "Do it."
Song Xiang looked horrified.
Doctor Fang smiled and said, "Don't worry, it will be done soon."
Song Xiang felt tense all over, feeling that this sentence sounded a bit like Pan Jinlian's "famous saying through the ages."
Dalang, take some medicine.
As soon as she closed her eyes, she was ready to die generously, and then there was a dull pain as fast as lightning.
A scream.
Song Xiang broke free from the restraints and covered his throat so hard that he even felt the smell of blood in his throat.
The forceps in Dr. Fang's hand held a large fish bone, which was stained with blood.
"The fish bones are large and damage the lining of the throat."
Song Xiang was in so much pain that she couldn't speak. She wanted to curse, but there was no one to scold her.
Yan Han let go of his hand and stood aside leisurely, "Prescribe medicine."
Doctor Fang smiled slightly and said, "Okay."
Song Xiang crouched and said nothing, feeling very depressed.
Doctor Fang prescribed a lot of medicine, wrote down the prescriptions one by one, and then handed them to Yan Han.
"Tell her to eat."
Yan Han was holding the medicine and didn't think there was anything wrong. He turned around and glanced at Song Xiang.
"Still not leaving?"
Song Xiang seemed to have been seriously injured and stood up by holding on to the handle of the chair.
She wanted to thank the doctor, but when she opened her mouth, her throat immediately began to hurt.
The doctor waved his hand, "No need."
Song Xiang shut her mouth and turned around helplessly to follow Yan Han's footsteps.
From the third floor to the second floor, there were only a few steps, and the two of them walked for a long time.
Song Xiang kept a straight face and walked to the door. Suddenly she remembered something, straightened up immediately and spoke with difficulty: "Mr. Yan... medicine."
Yan Han paused as he pushed the door open, lowered his head to see the medicine in his hand, and raised his hand to hang in front of Song Xiang's eyes.
Song Xiang quickly caught it.
Yan Han opened the door.
With a swipe of the brush, a circle of sight came over me.
Everyone was quiet, and Lu Zechen said "yo", "Have we, Mr. Yan, been in the bathroom for long enough?"
Yu Tianyu: "If Brother Han doesn't come out, Brother Chen will have to catch you personally."
Yan Han's expression remained unchanged and he walked in directly, followed by Song Xiang.
Lu Zechen let out another sigh, "Did you two collide?"
Song Xiang: "Well, we saw the doctor together."
She spoke openly, squeezed to her seat, and said, "What did Mr. Yan eat? Is it also fish porridge?"
Let him lead people to laugh at her, let him feel the feelings as the situation changes.
Everyone looked in the direction of Yan Han, who looked calm and was minding his own business in taking out new chopsticks.
Lin Yihuan: "Is my brother also stuck in the fish bone? Have you taken it out? Are you injured?"
Yu Tianyu: "Shark bones are rare, but not impossible. You still have to be careful."
Although the people next to him didn't follow suit, they didn't keep their eyes on Yan Han, and they didn't look like they were watching a show at all.
Song Xiang was displeased. A bunch of double-standard dogs didn't have the guts to see Yan Han's jokes.
She was feeling aggrieved. Bo Zhan and Duan Ge didn't care about Yan Han. One of them served her soup and the other poured her water.
Bo Zhan: "Sister, does your throat hurt? Drink some water to moisten it."
Duan Ge said nothing, probably because he found Song Xiang unable to speak.
Sure enough, Song Xiang waved his hand and pointed to his throat.
Bo Zhan sighed, looking concerned and distressed, "If you can't eat, why don't I send my sister back?"
Playing right into Song Xiang's grasp, she no longer wanted to stay.
"It just so happens that we have almost eaten, so why not go out together." Lu Zechen said casually.
Everyone was in a state of well-fed and drunk, and a table full of fish made everyone dizzy, so they all wanted to go out for some fresh air.
As soon as Bo Zhan said this, everyone seemed to be planning to get up.
Yu Shishi stared at Bo Zhan without letting go.
Duan Ge rolled his eyes at Yu Shishi, then glanced at Song Xiang, "I'll send you away."
Song Xiang has a big head, and she doesn't want to ride in anyone's car. She has to go back to Hengshan tonight, and it's not suitable for either of them to send her home. Otherwise, she and Yan Han will be found out about living together. I don't know what they will think.
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"No, I'll take a taxi myself."
"Are you kidding me?" Duan Ge said coldly, "It's late at night."
Song Xiang swallowed, her throat hurt, and she quickly weighed in her mind.
Duan Ge is a bomb, and he is not happy with Yan Han. If he finds out, he will definitely cause trouble that night.
Bo Zhan is a little kid. Although he looks sinister and difficult to deal with, seeing that he didn't go too far in the "Cinderella" incident, he should have a bottom line.
The most important thing is that Bo Zhan's age made Song Xiang put down his guard.
She turned to Duan Ge and whispered: "You send Shishi and the others home first, and let the kid send me off."
Although Duan Ge was unhappy with Bo Zhan, he was probably less defensive because of his age.
"Then send me a message when you get home."
"become."
Bo Zhan stood next to Song Xiang, listening to her whispering to Duan Ge, and kept smiling. When Song Xiang turned around, he showed the clean smile of a young man again.
"Sister, let's go."
Song Xiang nodded and looked up at Yan Han who was opposite him. He hadn't moved yet, so he probably had other appointments with Yu Tianyu and the others.
This is just right, you don’t have to see each other when you get home.
She greeted everyone and then followed Bo Zhan to squeeze out of the crowd.
Yu Shishi still wanted to follow, but was picked up and taken away by Duan Ge. The whole corridor was filled with the cry of the little girl, which sounded pitiful.