Yan Yanqi lay on the bed and didn't dare to move, because the blood flow below was more, as if it was bleeding heavily, and it always felt worse than before. \ Coughing lightly a few times, Yan Yanqi raised his hand and touched his neck, there was always a smell of blood in his throat, exactly the same as the feeling of vomiting blood before.
In fact, this is not the first time.
It's been going back and forth for the past few days, and there is always the smell of blood in my throat.
Her body seemed to be getting worse and worse.
Yan Yanqi couldn't help but sigh, he should go to the hospital for a full body examination if he has a chance.
When Bo Qichen came in, he personally came in with a tray.
This meticulous appearance really makes Yan Yanqi a little unaccustomed.
"Hmm" Bo Qichen walked towards her, and there was a strong smell of Chinese medicine, which was very pungent.
Yan Yanqi frowned, and then clenched his hand on the sheet.
"This is Chinese medicine, you can't lose too much blood now, drink it and stay up all morning.
After that the kitchen made a medicinal meal for you. ” Bo Qichen looked at her pale little face, and he was helpless, he took the spoon and gently blew it cold, and then handed it to her mouth and fed her.
Glancing down at the brown liquid in the spoon on his lips, Yan Yanqi vigorously reached out and pushed away Bo Qichen's hand, and the brown Chinese medicine in the spoon instantly sprinkled on the white sheet, leaving a mark.
Yan Yan was lying on the side of the bed and nagging, "Cough cough cough cough vomit" Looking at the blood stain on the ground, black in color, dripping down the corner of her lips onto the expensive carpet.
Bo Qichen's pupils trembled, and he hurriedly helped her, his voice trembling a little: "What's wrong, what's uncomfortable?"
"Vomit" Yan Qi pushed him away, uncomfortable to death, his throat rolled up and down, and his mouth was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was even worse than the smell of Chinese medicine.
Bo Qichen panicked all of a sudden, and called the maid to inform the doctor to come over.
When Dr.
Liang came over, he saw that the seventh master was a little at a loss, as if he wanted to do something, but he didn't know what to do.
"What are you doing in a daze" glared at him coldly, and Bo Qichen shouted angrily.
"Yes, yes, yes."
Dr.
Leung hurried over.
Looking at the girl who was half-lying on the side of the bed, her long hair hanging slightly, and she was crumbling, Dr.
Liang frowned incomprehensibly.
Glancing at his gaze, he noticed blood on the ground, black "Little Master," Dr.
Liang said in shock.
Black blood, who else can make the seventh master so anxious, in addition to the previous words, who else can it be However, this person seems to be a girl, it seems that she looks like President Qiao Bei's little wife, and she has seen a side face in the newspaper, very similar So, what the hell is going on Qiao Bei's little wife is Yan Yan Qi, the little young master Yan Yan Seeing that Yan Yanqi was holding on to the edge of the bed and was about to get up, Bo Qichen hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed her shoulders, and then helped her put the pillow.
"Pour a glass of water."
He glanced at Dr.
Liang and then said.
The corners of Dr.
Liang's mouth twitched, and he nodded hurriedly: "Okay." ” Handed over the water cup, Bo Qichen took it, and then handed it to Yan Yanqi's mouth: "Drink saliva, and then clear the serum in your mouth." ” Yan Yanqi took a sip of water in a daze, and with two "coo-to-goo" sounds, she spit directly into the cup.
All of a sudden, the clear water in the water cup turned dark blood red, and Bo Qichen frowned when he looked at it.
This dazzling red, he looked very uncomfortable: