Song Xiang hesitated and talked about the size and concentration of the sugar, and the doctors quickly injected Yan Han with anti-allergic drugs.
"Severe allergies can lead to shock. You guys don't take it seriously." The doctor was still rambling.
An Xuyue sobbed and hugged Song Xiang without letting go.
Song Xiang's body still smelled of mango, so she couldn't get close to Yan Han and could only stand at the door and wait.
Yan Han never woke up, and in the middle of the night, the fever soared to 39 degrees Celsius. Several doctors were frightened and asked to be transferred to the hospital.
Song Xiang was waiting outside and was stunned when he heard the news. An Xuyue pulled him in to see Yan Han.
Yan Han was lying on the bed, his thin lips pursed tightly, his face was very hot and flushed, and he looked very serious.
Song Xiang was angry and scared in her heart. It was this guy who wanted to die on his own, and she didn't ask him to settle the score. But now that he was fine, he closed his eyes, kicked his feet, and hung up on himself.
If he died, she would still have to bear the responsibility.
"Then send Xiao Yan to the hospital." An Xuyue made the decision.
Song Xiang agreed ten thousand times and sent Yan Han to the hospital, so there was no need to worry.
When she was about to get up, the person with her eyes closed grabbed her wrist and held it tightly!
"Xiao Yan?" An Xuyue was surprised.
I was so confused by the severe cold and fever that I couldn't see clearly even when I opened my eyes, and my voice was hoarse and I squeezed out a few words.
"Want to...run?"
Song Xiang: "..."
Do you have a radar installed on your head? You understand my thoughts so well.
She wanted to pull her hand away and ask the doctor to take away this scourge quickly, but An Xuyue began to retort.
"Don't go to the hospital now, let Xiao Yan take it easy."
Song Xiang was speechless, "Auntie, it's not safe at home."
Hearing this, before An Xuyue could speak, Yan Han's grip on her hand suddenly increased.
Song Xiang cried out in pain, his face twisted up.
"Look, Xiao Yan doesn't want to go." An Xuyue curled her lips.
Song Xiang pinched Yan Han's hand hard, and ten thousand alpacas flew through his mind. The dog didn't stop even if it fainted. It wouldn't hurt him to send him to the hospital.
Before she could speak, An Xuyue had already gone out to find a doctor.
"Let Xiao Yan take it slow, maybe the fever will go away soon."
The doctor was helpless.
Song Xiang rolled his eyes, maybe the fever would subside, maybe it would turn him into a fool.
Thinking of this, she took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and leaned into Yan Han's ear and said: "If you become a fool by burning, I will humiliate you every day!"
After saying that, Yan Han tightened his hold on her hand by two points, as if he wanted to crush her wrist.
Song Xiang was furious and couldn't get away anyway. She gritted her teeth and pinched Yan Han's waist hard.
Sure enough, the sleeping person moved, and the hand holding her wrist subconsciously relaxed.
She quickly pulled her hand out and quickly jumped one meter away.
You thief, I can't cure you yet.
She stood by the bed and glared in the direction of Yan Han.
When An Xuyue came back, she quickly looked away.
"Daughter-in-law, will Xiao Yan die?"
Song Xiang's mouth twitched, you are a biological mother, is it really okay to curse your son like this?
She looked at An Xuyue and said, "Auntie, the doctor said it's not that serious."
An Xuyue pouted, hugged her arm again, and shook it, "Did you do it?"
puff!
Song Xiang was instantly petrified, turned his neck like a robot, and looked at An Xuyue in disbelief.
What you asked...is the question I thought about?
An Xuyue looked calm, worried that she wouldn't understand, so she asked again, "Have you had... love?"