"I've worked so hard for you, and I can't even kiss you?"
Yan Song stood at the door and couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard his young master say this.
On the art of language, he really hopes that some people can take this course.
Seeing that the atmosphere inside was about to change, he quickly knocked on the door with his cell phone that kept ringing.
"roll!"
Tsk, when I hear it, I feel dissatisfied with the lack of food.
Yan Song bravely went in, his eyes specifically avoiding Song Xiang who was kneeling next to him.
"Master, Miss Nian's phone number."
He just finished speaking.
Song Xiang's expression changed.
Yan Han noticed that the redness on Song Xiang's face was going down at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and he quickly became upset. He knew Song Xiang's thoughts in his heart.
"Hang up."
"yes."
Seeing Yan Song really hang up the phone, Song Xiang was a little puzzled.
"Master, the doctor is still here. Do you want to check Miss Song?" Yan Song asked again.
Yan Han frowned and glanced at Song Xiang's face.
She drank something unclean. Although the amount was not large, it was harmful to her health.
"Get up yourself."
Song Xiang curled his lips, supported the ground, and stood up with great difficulty.
Yan Han subconsciously wanted to help her, but she turned around and walked out.
Okay, Xiaoqiang, you are awesome!
He was angry and it immediately showed on his face.
Yan Song watched Song Xiang walk out quickly, and began to go crazy in his heart. He hoped that Miss Song could also take the course of "Observing Moments and Colors".
"Master, Master Bo took the person away."
Yan Han's eyes were cold and he straightened his shirt with a frown.
"He himself knows what kind of explanation he should give me."
Yan Song nodded and stepped aside knowingly.
Song Xiang went to the next door, and it probably took a long time to check.
Yan Han looked unhappy. He might get up and smash something at any time. He didn't want to get into trouble.
next door
Song Xiang asked the doctor to draw blood and then did basic examinations.
After finishing everything, it was already close to twelve o'clock, but she was not sleepy at all.
Thinking of Su Man and Yang Liu, she went to find Yan Han again.
Yan Han saw the anxious look on her face and didn't say a word. She was very concerned about her friend, who she had only known for a few days.
Song Xiang saw that he was silent and could only look at Yan Song.
"Ms. Su was knocked unconscious in the bathroom. She is now in the hospital. She is fine. Miss Yang went to accompany her."
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief. She was the one who brought the person out. If something happened to Suman, she would really feel guilty.
After asking, Yan Han still made no move.
Forget it, leave.
Just as she was about to turn around, Yan Han's eyes turned cold.
Yan Song was speechless and quickly said: "Miss Song, do you want to stay here for the night?"
Song Xiang stopped, thought for a while and said, "Are you going back to the imperial capital tomorrow?"
"Yes."
Song Xiang hesitated slightly and said, "I'm going to see my mother, which may take some time."
Yan Han: "Who told you that I would take you with me?"
Yan Song: "..."
Master, please, shut up.
Song Xiang choked and felt a little depressed, "I have money and can afford high-speed rail tickets."
Yan Han: "..."
The atmosphere darkened again.
Song Xiang didn't want to stay in this room, gritted his teeth and walked out.
Yan Han sat beside the bed, his fists clenched.
Yan Song's eyes moved quickly and he called Song Xiang very tactfully.
"Ms. Song, have you...had dinner?"
Song Xiang:???
Yan Han frowned and looked at Yan Song with dark eyes.
"She starved to death, does it have anything to do with you?"