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Chapter 23 Her Blood Vessels Are Too Thin
If she is in poor health, you have no right to choose.

Song Yixi repeated this sentence, word by word, repeatedly grinding in her throat until blood oozed out.

Her throat choked, and she said in a hoarse voice, "What do you want?"

Qin Lian didn't speak.

"Miss Song, the car is already outside, please come with us to the hospital." His bodyguard came and gestured to her.

Song Yixi looked at him.

After a while, she pulled her lips, "What if I don't go?"

Qin Lian didn't look up, and said lightly, "You can try."

Mr. Qin of Yuncheng, except Miss Tang, who is on the cusp of his heart, is indifferent to everyone.

He doesn't care if it's hard.

Song Yixi choked for breath, clenched and loosened the hands beside her, back and forth several times, she lowered her head and smiled weakly.

"Take her away." After a while, Qin Lian pushed away the wine glass in front of him and stood up.
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Not far from the aircraft pad, the strong wind blew the grass up and down like waves.

As the night fell, the tall and straight man melted into the darkness without any disobedience.He held his mobile phone and kept dialing a number.

"Master, it's time, we should set off." Wu Sen stepped forward and said.

The dimly lit phone screen reflected Wen Shiyu's perfect facial features, he frowned, and said angrily, "Song Yixi, a dead woman, doesn't answer my calls!"

The plan has changed, he is going to go abroad, and the return date is undecided.

If that woman won't see him for several days, she will definitely miss him very much!

He kindly called her, but she didn't answer.

"Miss Song may be busy with something."

"What can she do!" There is something more important than answering his phone.

With that said, Wen Shiyu made another call.

Wu Sen looked down at the time on his watch, feeling a little anxious.

At the same time, in the hospital, the smell of disinfectant was cold and pungent.

Qin Lian looked at the thin woman sitting alone by the bed, her dark eyes were silent, and the bodyguard handed over the mobile phone that she found, "Mr. Qin."

Qin Lian glanced at it, reached out to take the phone over, the phone was vibrating non-stop, and three words were displayed on the screen——

temperature domain.

He paused for a second, frowned, and turned off the phone directly.

"Give it back to her on the day you leave the hospital." Qin Lian handed the phone to the bodyguard, took one last look at the woman in the ward, turned and left.

The next day.

The nurse gave Song Yixi an infusion needle. As soon as Qin Lian came, he saw several nurses standing in the ward.

He frowned.

The assistant beside him immediately said, "What happened?"

"It's nothing..." A nurse said awkwardly, stepping aside, "It's just that Miss Song's blood vessels are too thin, so it's a bit difficult to pierce."

Qin Lian looked at Song Yixi, who was lying on the bed, quietly watching the needle go in without blinking.

There were several green needle holes on the back of her snow-white hands, which looked a little scary at first glance.

Qin Lian gradually raised his eyebrows.

The air in the ward became a little thin, the nurse held her breath, and finally got in at the sixth needle.

"All right."

Seeing Qin Lian's eyes, the nurses felt very stressed for no reason.

Qin Lian's eyes fell on the expressionless Song Yixi, his eyes darkened, and he said to the nurses, "You go out first."

The door to the ward was closed.

In the silent ward, he was silent for a moment, and then said, "Besides the 200 million promised by Mrs. Tang, what else do you want? As long as I can do it, I can promise you anything."

Song Yixi turned his gaze to him.

(End of this chapter)