"What's wrong?" Han Tianxin asked carefully.

Murong Ansheng didn't say anything, and continued to show off his stinking face.

What happened to this guy? It was clear that during the day, the two of them... were still... and now they suddenly shook their faces to show her. Do they feel embarrassed when they were involuntarily doing that kind of inexplicable situation?

Han Tianxin thought in a mess, and suddenly her stomach sucked, and she didn't care too much. After all, eating hot pot would cause diarrhea, which is very normal.

Han Tianxin didn't care much at first, but soon, her belly hurts more and more, and it seems that she can end it by just going to the toilet.

Murong An was still sulking with her, so naturally he didn't notice Han Tianxin's strangeness.

Until the car drove to the Murong family mansion, the driver stopped the car and opened the car door for Murong An and Han Tianxin.

Murong An didn't care about Han Tianxin and got off the car by himself.

Han Tianxin moved out of the car carefully. Who knew that all her strength seemed to be removed by the scorching pain in her stomach. When her legs became weak, she fell to the ground.

"Sweetheart!" Seeing Han Tianxin fall to the ground, Murong An didn't care whether the two of them were sulking. He stepped forward, picked Han Tianxin up, and returned to the car.

"Go to the hospital!"

The car was walking on the dark road, and Han Tianxin was lying in Murong An's arms and was hugged tightly by him.

"Stomach hurt?" Murong An lowered his head and looked at Han Tianxin's frown together, and his heart ached slightly.

Han Tianxin buried her head in Murong An's arms and lit it in a cowardly manner, and she lost all her strength to speak.

"It seems that you can't let you eat hot pot anymore!"

"Don't..." What's the point of life without hot pot?

"It's all like this, you still want to eat!" Murong An regretted that she was sweating all over her forehead, but seeing her sweating profusely, she was both angry and heartbroken.

Murong An lowered his head, put his lips on Han Tianxin's forehead and kissed him, "Don't be afraid, I'll take you to the hospital right away."

As soon as the car stopped steadily in front of the hospital, Murong An rushed out of the car with Han Tianxin in his arms.

After they met, the little girl went to the hospital for the second time.

The first time it was him who committed suicide, and this time it was her who committed suicide.

The doctor's diagnosis was no accident, acute gastritis.

"I haven't done it before." Han Tianxin lay softly, her voice slightly lowered.

Murong An, who was still a little angry, immediately felt soft-hearted when he looked at Han Tianxin like this and wanted to reach out to rub her head and face.

But there was a doctor standing beside him, so he still refused to hold it back.

"I think you ate hot pot, drink cold drinks, and ice cream. Such a diet is easy to get acute gastritis." The doctor said with a cold face, and did not forget to turn his face and look in Murong An's direction. "As a boyfriend, you should take good care of her. If you have a girlfriend younger than you, you should be a daughter."

"He is not..." Han Tianxin was ignored because she spoke too little.

"After hanging this bottle of water, the stomachache is relieved, you can go home. But it's too late now, so you can stay here until tomorrow morning before leaving." The doctor put the case in his hand, stuffed the pen into his pocket of his shirt, and turned around and left.

"It's so scary for doctors." Han Tianxin leaned on the bed and couldn't help but complain, "It's cold."
Chapter completed!