Chapter 1271: Severe anemia

"Don't be afraid, your mother is with you, even Huangquan Road won't let you bully you."

The child's little hand also grabbed her clothes and buried her little head in her arms

"Ma Ma, let's go home and go home."

When the child is pulling her clothes, she will be pulled forward, "Ma Ma, shall we go home?"

"Home?" Yan Huan touched the child's small and tender face. "How can my mother have a home? My mother has no family anymore. My mother has no relatives. There is only one person."

"No, and you, even though I don't know, why do you call my mother?"

"Ma Ma, go home," the child still took her, and she stood up, took the child's little hand, and followed the child step by step.

Suddenly, the back of her hand hurts

And the scenery started to be distorted before, and the child in front of him was also blurred.

Ma Ma, the child stretched out his hand to grab her, but the little hand seemed to grab the air.

And she also stretched her hand into the air.

"Don't go," she ran forward suddenly, but she fell heavily on the ground. At that moment, she was desperate.

"Don't go, don't go..."

She suddenly grabbed something, and the man also woke up with it.

Slowly, she opened her eyes and listened to her breathing, the uneasy, the messy, and the back of her hand, the needle that had been buried, and the flow into her body from time to time. Cold liquid

"Miss Yan, you woke up."

The assistant came in a hurry and was relieved when he woke up at the first sight.

"Doctor, you are coming, Miss Yan is awake," the assistant shouted to the doctor on the other side,

The doctor also followed, he opened his happy eyelids, and then touched her forehead, but touched the sweat of one hand.

What happened to this man? The assistant stood nervously waiting for her. She really scared her to death. At that time, she really thought that Yanhuan was dead, and she didn’t pay attention. Yanhuan was breathing. She wasn’t dead, she was just dizzy. Passed.

It wasn't until she found a doctor that the doctor told her that Yan Huan was just too weak and fainted. She now has severe anemia, so her body will be so weak and her face is not bloody, also because of this s reason.

This is not a disease, but it is in a hurry. Take a good rest, take good care, and it will recover quickly.

The doctor also asked her, what happened to Yan Huan, how could there be such a severe anemia, what happened, excessive blood loss, but no, the assistant has never heard of it, Yan Huan clearly She was still very good when she was in the film city, and her body was also quite good. She was very strong. Even if she was filming a scene for 20 hours a day, the spirit was still very good when she arrived the next day.

Moreover, Yan Huan also has a physical examination every year, and she has no symptoms such as anemia. How come she suddenly suffered from anemia? It is still so serious that she almost fainted.

The assistant remembered that Yan Huan was like confessing his last words, and now he could not help but fought a cold war.

"Miss Yan," the assistant shouted Yan Huan carefully again.

Yan Huan shuddered for some of his fragile long eyelashes, and then stretched out his hand as if he was looking for something.

"Wait, I will find it for you."

The assistant immediately understood the meaning of Yan Huan, and quickly took a red mobile phone from one side and placed it in Yan Huan's hand. Yan Huan clenched tightly. At this time, her fingers were almost the same as this mobile phone. temperature.

She closed her eyes again, and only those drops were dropped into the blood vessels.

If Sister Yiling looks at you like this, I don't know how distressed it is.

The assistant stretched out her hand and carefully placed her hand on Yan Huan's forehead. It was still such a cold temperature. Why was she still not at ease? She always felt that Yan Huan was dying.

If it weren't for her to breathe, if it wasn't for her chest to be ups and downs, Yan Huan at this time was really like a dead man.

She lived half-dead for three days. On the fourth day, her face was still as white as ghosts. The sharper her chin, the smaller her face. The thinner she was, the easier it was to get on the camera, and she was not fat. ugly.

I don’t know if I have a weight of 80 pounds. The assistants are worried about what to do and how many clothes to wear if her body goes back to filming.

But at this time, Yan Huan still leaned on the pillow. She always held the mobile phone in her right hand and did not know what she was thinking. Her eyes were always covered with a shallow layer of mist, and after the mist had condensed , Like water mist.

"Miss Yan, have dinner," the assistant quickly pulled over the nursing table, and placed all the prepared meals in front of Yan Huan. She invited a professional dietitian to specially make blood supplement meal for Yan Huan. .

Even Yan Huan is not too good to eat, otherwise, it may be better than now.

Yan Huan put down the mobile phone in her hand, then picked up the spoon and ate it bit by bit, but she didn't seem to be eating, but taking medicine.

The assistant stood aside, all anxiously turned around, all wanted to go up to himself, and ate for Huanhuan.

How can there be such a picky eater, a bowl of rice is full after a few bites, but this is a dietitian, after doing it for several hours, it is good, she wants to cry, if the nutritionist knows. Yan Huan is so faceless, I wonder if she will cry in the kitchen.

Yan Huan took a sip.

And she took a sip, and the assistant's heart was about to jump.

Take another sip, take another sip.

For Huan, she put down the spoon, then raised her eyes and looked at her.

The pair of eyes was so big that the assistants were all covered with goose bumps. She was a girl, but she couldn't stand it. They almost always had misty eyes.

"Do you want to drink?" Yan Huan picked up the bowl and placed it in front of the assistant.

"If you don't think I drank it, this is for you."

"No, no," the assistant shook his head quickly. "It's still Miss Yan's drink. I'm full of blood and I'm on fire every day. I don't need to replenish this. If I replenish it, I will have nosebleeds."

What she said is the truth. This is what the dietitian said. Otherwise, the dietitian would do so much every day, and he wouldn’t eat too much. These things are not going to enter her stomach.

And this kind of, she really dare not drink it, make up too much, really make up nosebleed.

"Don't drink?" Yan Huan took back the bowl and put it in front of herself. She picked up the spoon and drank again. These days, for the first time, she had some food customs and was the first. Drink more spoonfuls of soup.

At this time, the light in the room also fell on her, adding some unspeakable freehand and softness.