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

Chapter 490 Talking
Bo Shaojin stood beside the bed, gazing down at her condescendingly.

An Yin clutched the quilt tightly with both hands, not daring to look at the man's sharp eyes.

What did she say to the man not long ago? An Yin couldn't remember it for a moment, but she was sure that her tone was not good.

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An Yin wished she could dig a hole in the ground and bury herself in it so she wouldn't have to face the man's stern face.

"Weren't you very impressive just now?" Bo Shaojin opened his thin lips slightly, his sharp pupils falling on the delicate face of the little girl.

An Yin bit her lip and remained silent.

"Gastroenteritis caused by eating spicy crayfish." Seeing that she was silent and not annoyed, Bo Shaojin said to himself, "This is the second time."

The man spoke in a solemn tone, and one could not tell that he was angry from his steady voice. However, if one listened carefully, one could find that the ending of each of his sentences was dragged out very long, and there was something wrong.

When the man mentioned the second time, An Yin's heart tightened. She didn't expect the man's memory to be so good. She was also hospitalized that night when she ate cherries at the man's house. Including this time, isn't it the second time to be hospitalized?

The sheets had been wrinkled by An Yin, and her face was ashen, and she didn't dare to say a word.

Just kill someone quickly!
Is it interesting to torture people like he does?

"An Yin, speak."

The man was wearing a well-fitting black custom-made suit with strong lines and exquisite fabrics, which revealed an air of luxury that was hard to conceal. At this moment, his pair of ink-like sword-like eyebrows were like a deep pool, revealing a chilling chill.

His voice was deep and hoarse, revealing an indescribable strength.

An Yin knew that if she didn't speak up, she might really offend him.

She pursed her lips, a trace of panic flashing across her pale face, "How did you find this place?" After racking her brains, An Yin could only think of this question. The moment she asked it, she realized that her question was very stupid.

Didn't the man say before that anything he wanted to know was easy? It seemed that this was indeed the case.

Bo Shaojin lowered his eyes, his lips pressed into a straight line under his high nose bridge, and there was a hint of darkness in his eyes as he looked at An Yin.

"You've forgotten what I said so quickly, huh?" There was a sinister glint in the man's black and white eyes.

Facing the man's arrogant eyes, An Yin could only play dumb. She looked around, hoping that Aunt Zhang or Ms. An would come to rescue her, but seeing that there was only herself and him in the empty ward, An Yin finally fell into despair.

If she wasn't sick, Bo Shaojin would have wanted to scare her. He suppressed the nameless anger in his heart and said calmly, "Are you uncomfortable lying down?"

Bo Shaojin noticed that she was always twisting and turning as if there were fleas in the bed.

Two blushes instantly appeared on An Yin's face. She had something difficult to say at the moment. It would have been fine if Ms. An was around, but it was a grown man who had to wait here.

Seeing that she remained silent, Bo Shaojin said sternly, "An Yin!"

The man had a stern face and spoke in a domineering manner. He simply called out her name, but for no reason he gave people a sense of urgency.

"I, I'll tell you." An Yin simply gave up and closed her eyes and said, "My pants are dirty and I feel uncomfortable."

After listening to this, Bo Shaojin froze in place, frowning. After speaking out her heart, An Yin didn't hear a response for a long time, so she quietly opened one eye and saw the man's strange expression.

The man looked at her thoughtfully, and finally uttered, "I'll ask Aunt Zhang to come over."

An Yin's face was full of question marks. Combined with the man's cold and elegant face, An Yin looked at the man shyly, "I, I have my period, and I stained my pants."

Seeing the man's face that seemed to want to say something but hesitated, An Yin felt extremely ashamed and couldn't help but curse herself in her heart.

Her words just now were full of ambiguity. Maybe the man thought she had peed in her pants? When this thought came to her mind, An Yin just wanted to disappear in front of the man as quickly as possible.

"Hmm." Bo Shaojin snorted.

He just had the wrong idea.

However, looking at the little girl's blushing face, Bo Shaojin was sure that she only reacted later.

Seeing the shy look of the little girl, Bo Shaojin took a few steps back, then turned and walked to the window, took out his cell phone and made a call.

Seeing the man walking away, An Yin quickly reached out to cover her burning cheeks, and even her breathing became rapid.

Within half an hour, Assistant Lin came over with bags of various sizes, which contained some spare clothes and daily necessities.

Even Anying's share was prepared.

When An Yin saw these things, she felt indescribable feelings in her heart. Unconsciously, she owed Bo Shaojin more and more favors.

Finally, she took her change of clothes and went to the bathroom. Because there was an indwelling needle on the back of her hand, she had to be very careful when taking a shower and could not get wet. After taking a shower, she felt much more comfortable.

When she returned to the ward, she saw Aunt Zhang standing with her back bent in front of the table by the window, taking out bowls of food from the food box one by one.

An Yin, who had a keen sense of smell, lit up her face the moment she smelled the fragrance, and walked forward happily, "Auntie Zhang." After saying that, An Yin swallowed her saliva and looked intently at the plate of shrimp dumplings and various side dishes on the table. As for the plate of millet porridge, she didn't even look at it.

Aunt Zhang turned her head and saw An Yin with a greedy expression. She couldn't help but look at the place not far away. After seeing Mr. Bo's gloomy face, she could only harden her heart and said, "The doctor said that you can only drink light food now. That bowl of millet porridge is quite suitable for you. Do you want to drink it now? Or wait for it to cool down a little longer?"

An Yin stared at the table full of food, her heart tormented. She ate only a little, and before she could say "I", she felt a tall figure coming behind her, like a mountain pressing down on her head, covering her petite figure in the shadow of the man. An Yin nervously closed her mouth.

"What do you want to say?" Bo Shaojin did not miss her drooling look, and his cold and cruel eyes fell on her sinisterly.

An Yin's delicate body trembled, and she said timidly, "I, I'm hungry, I want to drink porridge."

Aunt Zhang, who was standing next to her, almost laughed out loud when she heard An Yin's aggrieved words. It was because Miss An was delicate and timid that she would fall for Mr. Bo's tricks.

"Aunt Zhang, help her get a small bowl, don't be greedy." Bo Shaojin instructed in a cold voice.

"Okay." Aunt Zhang answered, picked up a small bowl, scooped a few spoonfuls, and when she turned around, she saw An Yin blinking her bright eyes and staring at the food on the table. Aunt Zhang's heart softened, but because Mr. Bo was present, she could only harden her heart and look at the thin and weak girl, "Eat."

"Aren't you guys joining us?" An Yin asked subconsciously as she looked at the dazzling array of dishes.