Chapter 318

Although he had made psychological preparations before, Qiao Ansheng took a breath when he suddenly saw these cracked wounds.

Qin Yanchen was like this last night. With an injury, he went back to be gentle with himself?

Is he dead?

Qin Yanchen didn't hear anything behind her for a long time. He thought she was frightened. He turned around and wanted to hold people in his arms again: "it's just serious. It doesn't hurt."

Qiao Ansheng frowned, waved away his extended hand, pointed to one side of the sofa, and said in an indisputable tone: "go over there! Sit down! "

After that, Qiao Ansheng went out on his own. When he came in again, he was already holding a big tray full of all kinds of medicinal wine.

Qin Yanchen tried to stand up, but Qiao Ansheng stared at him: "let you sit down! Hear me! "

Her small face wrinkled. Seeing that the man was still uncomfortable, she couldn't help pinching her waist and took out her former posture. She roared overbearing.

Qiao Ansheng walked over a few steps and put the tray in his hand against the tea table in front of him. It was obvious that there was anger between his actions.

Qin Yanchen knew that she was angry now. She also accepted her usual estrangement and obediently listened to her command.

"I'll be gentle. If it hurts, tell me, I'll be gentle..."

Qiao Ansheng carefully held up the cotton swab, with a light movement like a feather, which made the man sitting upright laugh.

He had long ignored this pain. In addition, because Qiao Ansheng was so concerned about himself, Qin Yanchen enjoyed it no matter how painful it was.

Qiao Ansheng touched the medicine little by little and gently applied it to the edge of the wound.

She knew a man's temperament and knew that he had a strong ability to endure pain. She didn't wait for him to shout pain, so she leaned over and gently blew those wounds for him.

The man's back tightened all at once.

"What's the matter? Does it hurt? "

Qiao Ansheng was nervous when he saw that he was abnormal.

Qiao Ansheng was so eager that he put his hand on his shoulder and stopped immediately.

The man just shook his head.

The cool air blowing from the wound on his back was hot and came into contact with his skin. Suddenly, it was like a fire. It was unstoppable and ignited a burst of evil fire in Qin Yanchen's body.

The man pursed his lips, his face was still cold, and endured physical discomfort.

Seeing that he had no more movements, Qiao Ansheng began to move his hands again.

She thought Qin Yanchen was in pain. The movements on her hands were light and light. Would her soft fingertips touch the skin of a man's wound.

After applying the medicine, she will blow it as usual.

Qiao Ansheng didn't realize that his actions were tantamount to fanning the flames.

Men's bodies are getting stiffer and stiffer.

It was not easy to apply medicine to all the wounds. Qiao Ansheng picked up scissors and bandages from the side, wound them in front of the man and began to bandage him.

The man hung his head slightly, and the broken hair on his forehead covered his dark eyes.

"It hurts so much! Can't you take a soft coat? "

Qiao Ansheng felt more and more angry. The angry man didn't cherish himself and hurt him. He didn't care, but he was almost worried to death.

"Can't..."

This time, Qin Yanchen paid attention to Qiao Ansheng's complaint.

He can't be soft enough. Once his attitude is soft, who will be the windbreaker in front of Qiao Ansheng? The Qin family are not vegetarian.

Only when he was firm and showed his attitude, those people dared not move Qiao Ansheng.

Qiao Ansheng frowned and wrapped the gauze around him for several times. Finally, he carefully tied a knot on it and cut the rest of the excess cloth with scissors.

She stared at the back wrapped in gauze.

There is no youth at all, and some belong to the outline of the skeleton of adult men.

After wrapping the cloth strip, she found that there was still an inch of wrinkle on Qin Yanchen's shoulder blade, which was a bowl shaped, dark brown scar.

She was stunned and reached out to touch the past: "here... What's going on?"

The scar looks like a wound that has been healed for years. It may be because the wound was too deep and left too many wounds that were difficult to heal.

So even if the inside is healed, the outside is still wrinkled.

Qiao Ansheng touched it gently and felt the unevenness of the scar.

"Injuries suffered abroad."

The man's voice and color are light, but he can't hear any emotion. He is calm as if he is describing an ordinary thing.

Qiao Ansheng was stunned: "have you been hurt abroad?"

She thought that Qin Yanchen went abroad under the name of the Qin family. Naturally, he was rich in clothes and food, but today, according to Qin Yanchen, he seems to have a very bad life abroad.

Qiao Ansheng stood there dumbfounded.

Qin Yanchen's gentleness just now is like a basin of hot water, wrapping her, but the current fact is like a piece of ice from her head, which makes her arms a little hot and cold.

"Well..."

Qiao Ansheng listened to the simple words spit out from his mouth. She reluctantly wanted to dig deeper information: "why did she get hurt?"

Qin Yanchen was silent again.

He seems to have never been willing to untie his past events. The same is true when they were in love. Qiao Ansheng has always vented his joys and sorrows to him.

Qin Yanchen never disclosed his affairs to Qiao Ansheng.

He was like a man who hid all his pain, melted it into a flower, and held it all to Qiao Ansheng with tenderness.

Qiao Ansheng put his hand under the scar and thought that Qin Yanchen might have been in life-threatening danger, so she couldn't calm down.

His body shook a little.

For the first time, she began to think about whether her decision at that time was really correct. She let Qin Yanchen have no way to go and forced him to go that way

Is it really right?

"Say, why are you hurt? Didn't you study abroad? Why not protect yourself? "

Half of Qiao Ansheng's chest was numb.

Qin Yanchen remained silent for a few seconds. Qiao Ansheng stared at the broken black jade hair at the end of his hair and waited patiently for Qin Yanchen's answer.

A few seconds later, the man slowly opened his mouth. He seemed to hesitate to explain the situation as simply as possible: "your photo was robbed."

At that time, Qin Yanchen was in a foreign country. All his contact information with Qiao Ansheng was broken. There was only a photo of Qiao Ansheng in his hand, which was his emotional sustenance.

But one day, his wallet was robbed.