to Qiao Shunchen, and then picked up the phone. 。"Aunt " 。"Her thick nasal tone exposed her current state. " 。"What's wrong Did you cry" Qin Lan's voice came over, laced with concern. 。“Well" 。"Upon...Qin Jingwen said she was about to get out of bed, since Qiao Shunchen didn't leave, she could only go.

Just as Qin Jingwen was about to get out of bed, Song Xinzhe walked over and stopped her. 。He reached out and pulled Qin Jingwen's hand from behind her. Upon pulling, he realized her hands were covered in blood, and her back and the sheets were also stained with it. 。Song Xinzhe didn't have time to think too much and directly pressed the needle point with his hand. 。To be precise, it wasn't a stye. It should be Qin Jingwen forcefully pulling out the needle that cut the blood vessel, otherwise, there wouldn't be so much bleeding. 。"Come here and hold still, I'm going to get some medicine to treat this." 。"

Song Xinzhe called Qiao Shunchen over and pressed on Qin Jingwen's wound 。

immediately ran out

"Let go, my blood isn't clean either" 。ing a doting expression. 。This scene, Qin Jingwen watching, slightly relieved. 。No matter what kind of attitude Qiao Shunchen had towards her, at least his love for the child did not diminish in the s...