There is no clue, and it is really embarrassing him to know the accurate result within 20 minutes.

"If you can't do it, just apologize for death."

"Yes." Cai Ji dared not refute.

***

An Yin's consciousness slowly recovered, and Qin Jian's face was suddenly revealed in his mind, and he opened his eyes suddenly with a reminder.

There is a snow-white ceiling in front of me.

Looking around, I found that it was in my room.

Is it a dream?

An Yin was thinking about Qin Jian's injuries, so she didn't bother to change her bloody clothes and ran out of the room.

The front yard was quiet, without any sound, only ordinary people were in the yard.

An Yin touched her ordinary head and walked towards the operating room.

"Auntie, the operation has been completed. Professor, Senior Brother Mingjie and Lin Lin have all gone to rest. Senior Brother has something to do and left the Xuanmen." Pingfan called An Yin.

An Yin suddenly stopped, "Where is Qin Jian?"

Ordinary pointed to the ward.

"Thank you." An Yin walked quickly to the ward.

When he entered the door, he saw Qin Jian lying on the bed, Mu Jinyan had a notebook on his legs and sat beside the bed.

An Yin didn't expect Mu Jinyan to be here, so she stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "How is he?"

Mu Jinyan glanced at her, closed the notebook, turned around and left the house.

The professor and Mingjie and the others went to rest, but An Yin could not disturb them, and Lin Lin and Rong Xun left again. Now the only one who knew Qin Jian's pain was Mu Jinyan.

An Yin hurriedly chased after him and grabbed him with a wheelchair.

Mu Jinyan glanced coldly, glanced at the wheelchair armrest she was dragging, and signaled her to let go.

An Yin held on and insisted on his question, "Tell me, how was he hurt?"

Mu Jinyan frowned slightly, glanced at her, and finally opened her thin lips, "I can't die." It was crisp and crisp, without a single word.

An Yin breathed a sigh of relief, "How is your injury?"

He still had injuries on his body, but he was taking care of Qin Jian here, and An Yin felt a little sad.

“It’s much better.”

"Where is Mr. Bo?"

"I've gone to do business. You're here, and it's time for me to leave."

"Mu Jinyan, thank you."

Mu Jinyan looked at An Yin, and she finally stopped calling her "Mr. Mu"!

An Yin continued, "Also, I'm sorry, I will never be like yesterday again."

Mu Jinyan looked at her, said nothing, and left the ward.

An Yin looked at the closed door, wondering if Mu Jinyan was still minding that day.

He returned to Qin Jian's room in disappointment and saw Qin Jian's lips dry. He used a cotton swab to dip some water in the cup and gently applied it to his lips.

I touched his forehead, and there was no fever, and my breathing was stable, and I didn’t feel the faint feeling before. I knew that this level had passed.

Sitting down beside the bed, holding his hand, and said lightly: "Don't do such stupid things in the future. At this time, the one who survives is the most painful. I would rather be the one who died."

Mu Jinyan was outside the door, and when he heard her words, his eyes became darker and deeper.

This girl has a deep love for Qin Jian, and Mu Shichang will definitely use this to make a big fuss. It would be difficult to prevent An Yin from getting involved in this war.

Qin Jian’s self-healing ability is very powerful.

And blood is the root of his powerful self-healing function.

If he loses too much blood, his body will self-protection and fall into a deep sleep, slowing down blood flow and reducing blood loss.

While sleeping, I felt a stream of energy entering his body and slowly flowing with his blood.
Chapter completed!