Wen opened her mouth and apologized sincerely, fearing that Qiao Shunchen would hang up the phone and not give her a chance to explain. ""Ye Wen, these few days I won't go to your house anymore. 。This...Qin Jingwen said she was about to get out of bed, since Qiao Shunchen didn't leave, she could only go.

Just as Qin Jingwen was about to get out of bed, Song Xinzhe walked over and stopped her. 。He reached out and pulled Qin Jingwen's hand from behind her. Upon pulling, he realized her hands were covered in blood, and her back and the sheets were also stained with it. 。Song Xinzhe didn't have time to think too much and directly pressed the needle point with his hand. 。To be precise, it wasn't a stye. It should be Qin Jingwen forcefully pulling out the needle that cut the blood vessel, otherwise, there wouldn't be so much bleeding. 。"Come here and hold still, I'm going to get some medicine to treat this." 。"

Song Xinzhe called Qiao Shunchen over and pressed on Qin Jingwen's wound 。

immediately ran out

"Let go, my blood isn't clean either" 。aying nothing, his brow furrowed the entire time. 。Even though he realized at this moment that he should say something like his sister, and comfort his father's heart. 。But he couldn't say it, he didn...