Chapter 577 Weird
Ji Xuan said a long time ago that he is not someone with too much ambition, but if An Chen needs it, he will do his best.
Because An Chen wanted to enter the entertainment circle, he started to get in touch with the profession of agent, and reached the top level of this profession, but he will always be An Chen's agent alone.
If An Chen is in danger, Ji Xuan is willing to give up his life in exchange for An Chen's safety. He should have disappeared in this world a few years ago, and he regained his life because of An Chen.
In Ji Xuan's heart, this life is nothing compared to An Chen.
"Xuan, you have cleaned the dishes several times." Seeing that Ji Xuan was in a daze, Ling Han leaned over to his side and said.
"Ah? Ah! Clean it up a few more times." Ji Xuan thought of a reason, put the finished bowl aside, and picked up another one.
Why is everything so weird today? Ling Han murmured in his heart, Ling Han belonged to the kind of person who was superficially carefree but had a delicate mind, and he clearly sensed that the atmosphere was a little strange.
After the dishes were washed, they returned to the living room, and An Chen also finished his meal, although there was still more than half of it left.
"An Chen, I'll take you to change your medicine." Chi Jing walked up to An Chen carrying the medicine box.
Seeing this, Ling Han also stood up, "You don't need to infuse today, do you?"
"Today, direct intravenous injection, no need for infusion, you can take the kid up first, I'll go and get everything ready." After Chi Jing and Ling Han finished speaking, they went upstairs first.
Ling Han was just about to take An Chen away, and the others wanted to go up with them, but were stopped by Ling Han and An Chen.
"I'll change your dressing first." Chi Jing had already changed the sterile gloves, An Chen didn't lie down, but sat on the small sofa next to the bedroom, and opened his clothes to where the incision was.
The bandage was opened bit by bit, revealing a wound that looked a little scary.
"Don't worry, it won't leave a deep scar." Chi Jing looked up at An Chen, then took out the medicine, and was about to start disinfection and dressing.
An Chen doesn't take the matter of scars seriously, so what if there are scars or no scars? Are you not always yourself?
"An Xiaochen, if it hurts, don't bear it anymore, you can call it out." Ling Han looked at An Chen's face turned pale, and cold sweat dripped down from both sides of his forehead crazily.
An Chen didn't speak, just smiled, Ling Han looked at An Chen like this and didn't say anything more, just took a tissue to wipe off An Chen's sweat silently.
An Chen's dressing change is different from other people's. Every time she changes her dressing now, it's like opening the wound with a knife. Fortunately, it's winter now, and she's not afraid that the wound will become inflamed due to too much heat.
Chi Jing has been speeding up as much as possible. Since the pain cannot be reduced, he can only shorten the time as much as possible, but this is a meticulous job, and Chi Jing is also sweating profusely now.
Fifteen minutes later, the matter of changing the dressing was finally finished, and the work of wrapping the bandages was handed over to Ling Han. Chi Jing went to wash his face, and then went back to prepare other things.
"Brother, don't shake your hands." An Chen said in a low voice.
"Smelly boy, my hands aren't shaking, it's you who are shaking." Ling Han felt distressed seeing An Chen's current state.
"Ah? Is it me?" An Chen smiled embarrassingly, maybe it was too much pain, the instinctive reaction of the body was shaking all the time, An Chen didn't feel it.
Monarchs and ministers have a dream, and the past and present have empty names. But the distant mountains are long, the cloudy mountains are chaotic, and the dawn mountains are green.
(end of this chapter)