An Chen looked at Ling Han's eyes and expression and felt that Ling Han was very serious now, completely different from the usual one.

"Brother, what's wrong? What's your expression?" An Chen was still laughing when he said this.

"It's okay, I think you're stupid." Ling Han randomly found a reliable reason but did not tell the real reason.

An Chen should be happy and carefree. These things should be left to him and Chi Jing, and An Chen should not be upset about these things.

"How about wrapping it up first and let's go eat. I'm already hungry, otherwise the food will be cold in a while." After An Chen finished speaking, he simply wrapped a few circles with the gauze in Ling Han's hand.

"Alas!" Ling Han wanted to stop him but failed. An Chen's movements were too fast, and he put the gauze on the coffee table after bandaging.

There was no choice but to do this for now. Seeing that An Chen was about to enter the restaurant, everyone quickly followed behind.

Where no one noticed, An Chen looked at his hand wrapped in gauze and smiled to himself.

An Chen is not a doctor, nor does she have very professional knowledge. She has only learned some simple treatment methods, but she is the only one who feels the strongest about her body.

No one is stupid, let alone An Chen. She just doesn't want others to worry like this, so she pretends that nothing happens.

An Chen knew in his heart that her physical condition was still deteriorating, but it was just a little weaker and not yet life-threatening.

Since you are living well, there is no need to worry about those things. You should enjoy the present moment, such as the rich dinner on the table in front of you.

Ji Xuan's cooking skills are not to be boasted. No matter when he cooks or whatever he cooks, it is always delicious and cute.

Fortunately, the stroke he just made was with his left hand. An Chen is right-handed, so there is no delay in doing anything.

But the bleeding in the neglected left hand has not stopped yet, and is almost soaking through the gauze.

An Chen himself didn't understand. It was just a shallow cut. Where did so much blood come from?

She had suffered a lot of injuries, but An Chen felt that the amount of bleeding this time was not beyond her awareness. It felt like she was bleeding more than the previous knife wounds.

"I'm going to the living room to get something." An Chen said, hiding his injured hand in front of him, and then walked out of the restaurant quickly.

An Chen hid it out because he didn't want anyone to see it. If they saw so much blood, they would be worried again.

It was such a small wound and it was unnecessary. When An Chen arrived in the living room, he took off the gauze and disinfected it directly with alcohol.

The medicine Ling Han took just now was still on the table. Although the medicine had lost its effect now, it was better than nothing.

After An Chen sprinkled some on his hand, he tied the wound tightly with gauze again. Not to mention, although the wound was not big, it was quite painful.

Just as he was about to pack up his things and go back to eat, the things he was holding were taken over by another person.

An Chen looked up and saw that it was Fu Yanxing who had followed her. Sure enough, her little moves did not hide Fu Yanxing's eyes.

"I can just clean it up." Fu Yanxing only said this and then started to clean up, without even looking at An Chen during the whole process.

Angry, angry because I didn't take good care of An Chen, and also angry that this little kid didn't say anything and sneaked out by himself.

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