Sweet and sweet! Mr. Bo is paranoid and hard to control.

Chapter 461 Taking you to see a doctor
An Yin has been weak since childhood. Whenever the children around her caught a cold or fell ill, she would always be infected.

On the second day of Shi Qing's hospitalization, An Yin noticed that her throat was a little sore. She didn't think much about it at the time, thinking that drinking more hot water would be fine.

Until the evening, she lay on the rented bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and sweating all over. Then she reached out and touched her forehead.

In the dim ward, bursts of snoring could be heard from time to time.

Shi Qing had also fallen asleep on the hospital bed. An Yin dragged her tired body and slowly got up. The light from the corridor poured into the room through the glass door.

After climbing up from the hard bed, she covered her mouth and walked quickly outside. She didn't dare to cough until she closed the door of the ward.

"Cough cough."

"Cough cough."

The fever and cough made her face red and even her throat felt burning. Drinking tea felt like swallowing a razor blade.

This feeling is so familiar. It was the same when I had a cold before.

She came to the stool in the corner, sat down slowly, and continued to cough.

Thinking that there was a pharmacy at the entrance of the hospital, An Yin stood up and wanted to buy a bottle of cough medicine first.

The hospital was brightly lit at night. Occasionally, a pedestrian passed by with a serious expression on his face. She had been sick often since she was a child and had spent most of her time in the hospital. For her, stepping into the hospital was like a common occurrence.

Walking in the empty stairwell, An Yin tightened the mask she was wearing.

The convenience stores next to the hospital are open all night, and even the pharmacy closes after 10pm.

At the entrance of the dilapidated hospital is the parking lot.

There were scattered cars parked there, and there was a street lamp not far away, illuminating the spacious front yard.

An Yin sniffed and walked on the sidewalk to the right.

The evening breeze blew away the heat from her body.

In the parking lot.

Assistant Lin was about to yawn with his hands covering his mouth when he looked up and saw a familiar figure. He turned his head excitedly, "Mr. Bo, isn't that Miss An?"

"I see." Mr. Bo frowned slightly.

Assistant Lin was no longer sleepy and stopped talking. The next second, he heard the sound of a car door opening. When he turned around again, he could not even see Mr. Bo.

Hey!
God knows, ever since he knew that Miss An was accompanying someone in the hospital every day, Mr. Bo asked him to park his car here every day and not leave until four or five in the morning.

He almost had a nervous breakdown after staying up all night!
On the road, cars sped past, and wisps of ashes floated in the air under the light of the street lamps.

An Yin came to a nearby drugstore. Before she even stepped through the door, she saw the clerk inside mopping the floor. Looking at the shiny floor, she stood timidly at the door.

It was not until the salesperson who was mopping the floor raised his head and saw her that he approached her enthusiastically, "Hello, what do you want to buy?"

An Yin stood in front of the door without moving, and did not notice that there was a tall figure standing not far behind her.

She whispered in a hoarse voice, "I have a cough, sore throat, and a slight fever." The salesperson looked at the thin and weak girl in front of him and quickly put the mop aside, "Are you feeling unwell anywhere else?"

An Yin thought about it for a while and stammered, "I feel a little dizzy."

The salesperson listened to her description with an embarrassment on his face, "You have so many symptoms, I think it's safer for you to go to the hospital." The little girl looked so delicate and fragile that people couldn't help but feel pity for her. What's more, looking at the girl's age, she looked very much like a student. To be on the safe side, the salesperson gave the most appropriate advice.

Seeing the sincere eyes of the other party, An Yin lowered her head. In fact, she just wanted to buy some medicine and didn't want to go to the hospital for treatment. If she went to the hospital, she would have to pay the registration fee and various examinations.
Seeing the girl standing at the door with a hesitant look, the salesperson guessed what she was thinking and advised her, "Health is the most important thing. We can't save money on what we should spend."

Although what the other party said made sense, An Yin still felt reluctant to spend the money. "Okay, thank you."

The salesperson smiled back and continued mopping the floor.

An Yin stood on the steps. She was already feeling unwell, and now she felt even more dizzy. When she was about to step down the stairs, her eyes flickered and she missed a step.

"what"

After a scream, she closed her eyes and waited for the coming pain.

With her head in a daze, she smelled a familiar scent of pine. Her eyelashes trembled and her whole body tensed up.

impossible.
This must be her illusion.
Until he felt a strong force on his waist, An Yin's heart began to beat violently.

The next second, she slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was a black collar. An Yin slowly raised her head and saw the man's protruding Adam's apple. Then, the man's well-defined profile, high nose bridge, and condescending gaze looked towards her.

"Bo, Bo Shaojin!" She was wearing a mask and her voice was muffled, only her big eyes blinked and stared at him.

The man was tall and slender, holding the little girl in his arms with his elegant figure, and his fiery eyes swept across her blushing face like a sharp sword.

"Have a cold?"

His cold voice was deep and hoarse, as if he was restraining some emotions.

An Yin seemed to be frozen. She just stared at the man who suddenly appeared in front of her, stupidly. Until she heard the man's deep voice in her ears, she felt as if she was facing a formidable enemy. She wanted to push him away, but found that she was powerless.

"Let me go." An Yin puffed up his cheeks, with a hint of anger in his tone.

Bo Shaojin watched her resisting silently, then lowered his head to look at her frail little body. Ignoring her screams, he simply picked her up and walked towards his car.

"Bo Shaojin, what are you doing?" An Yin subconsciously hugged the other's neck and asked with a face full of shame and anger.

"Take me to see the doctor."

The man's answer was concise and strong, leaving no room for negotiation.

"I don't want to go to the hospital. I just want to buy some medicine. I don't want to go to the hospital." An Yin resisted, and kept hitting the man's chest with one hand, not knowing that her strength was just like tickling to the man.

Passers-by who passed by them all looked at them with anticipation for the show.

On the other hand, An Yin saw that they were getting closer and closer to the parking lot and the man's steps were getting faster and faster. In desperation, she grabbed the other's ear with one hand and twisted it hard, "Put me down quickly." An Yin thought he was very strong and even his tone sounded fierce.

Little did she know that her action made the man pause and his body gradually stiffened. The next second, his breathing became rapid and his face turned dark.