The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

"An Xiaochen, don't fall."

"No, you two go forward, won't I hold you?" An Chen yawned again.

Because his hands kept holding Ji Xuan and Ling Han, An Chen was too lazy to close his eyes and deviated from the straight route while walking.

"Hiss!" Ji Xuan and Ling Han in front heard An Chen's voice and quickly turned around.

Poor An Xiaochen was walking well, but he wandered off the road. There happened to be a disobedient tree whose branches were too long and stretched out.

And An Chen walked a little faster. The branch was hard and thin, and slipped directly from the corner of An Chen's forehead. Suddenly, An Chen took a breath of cold air and woke up completely.

"My little ancestor!" Ji Xuan turned around and panicked when he saw An Chen squatting on the ground, and then hurriedly walked over. An Chen's hand was covering his forehead at the moment, and blood was oozing out from between his fingers. .

"Take your hand off and let me take a look." Ling Han also quickly checked.

An Chen took his hand away pitifully, then tilted his head, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and there was a small ball squatting there, which made people feel distressed.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt. What are your expressions?" An Chen really didn't feel much pain now, and the first blow was a natural reaction to being suddenly slapped.

When An Chen injured her knee last time, Ling Han found out that she had a coagulation disorder, but the condition was not too serious.

Although it was just a branch this time, Ling Han now visually estimated that the wound might be a bit deep, and An Chen's blood had not stopped yet, and had already flowed down his forehead and onto his face.

"No, no, we have to go to the hospital. We don't have anything right now." Ling Han quickly helped An Chen up.

"How about not going to the hospital?" An Chen's cute little voice made people unable to refuse.

"Not good." Ling Han and Ji Xuan finally succeeded in immunity and rejected An Chen in unison.

"I'll drive to the parking lot first and wait for you at the door." The car was parked on the side of the school, a little far away, so Ji Xuan ran over first.

"We're leaving now. The time has come. What about the chorus people?" An Chen realized after taking only two steps.

"Call Cheng Han later and ask him to tell the choir that he will practice first. Don't worry about it, and don't think of excuses. You have to go to the hospital."

An Chen finally gave up resistance and obediently let Ling Han lead him forward.

"An Xiaochen, please keep your hands empty and don't put them on the wound."

"Hahaha." An Chen suddenly laughed.

Ling Han was originally looking ahead, but suddenly turned to An Chen. He looked up and down, thinking to himself, is this kid stupid?

"I'm so good, I can even scratch my forehead while walking."

Ling Han was really helpless. An Chen's mentality was really good. He could still laugh despite being like this. He couldn't even laugh at himself like this, right?

"You are really my ancestor, let's go! You can't stop bleeding now, and the ink will flow even more soon."

Ji Xuan moved very quickly. He almost ran all the way to the parking lot. When Ling Han and An Chen walked to the door, many students passed by them.

I originally wanted to say hello, but when I saw An Chen's face half bloody, I was confused. When the two of them walked over, they didn't even react.

"Ji Xuan is driving here." Ling Han saw it from a distance, and then got into the back seat with An Chen.

"Do you want to talk to Grandpa Wei?" Ji Xuan asked.

"Don't talk about it for now. It should be fine. Brother, bring your phone. You need to call Cheng Han first and ask him to help organize the chorus."

Have a kind and clear heart, laugh happily and cry happily. Not delicate or pretentious, not scheming, this is just right.