Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 154 No quilt
An Yan angrily picked up the whole quilt and threw it over: "Give it to you, give it all to you, I'll bear the cold, I won't cover myself with the quilt!"

"Hahaha, you bear the cold... Hahaha!"

Zhan Mochen's head popped out from the quilt, his skills were completely broken, and his deep eyes were ignited with blazing fire.

Before An Yan could react, the flames rose up and burned Zhan Mochen's remaining sanity to ashes.

A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands!
Zhan Mochen was very obedient and did not move his hands or feet.

He directly threw the little white rabbit down, and smashed his thin lips against the little woman's red lips like cherries.

"Yanyan, Yanyan... you don't know how much I miss you outside..."

"Zhan Mochen..."

An Yan tried to protest, but her body was honest.

The throbbing from instinct soon took her to sinking.

She is a mother of three children. It is perfectly normal for her and her children's father to have something happen, right?
When she was confused and confused, An Yan comforted herself in a daze.

Night is still long.

Summer night, quiet and silent.

The two of them slept in each other's arms on the big bed in the bedroom.

Suddenly, the door was hurriedly knocked.

"It's not good, it's not good, the old lady is not good!"

The silence of the old house was broken by the panicked voice of the servant.

An Yan was suddenly awakened, and Zhan Mochen also sat up: "What's going on?"

Zhan Mochen opened the door, and the servant outside was in a panic.

"what happened?"

"The old man suddenly said that his heart hurts, his chest was tight and he couldn't breathe. We went to see Dr. Qin, but Dr. Qin was not here!"

Dr. Qin is the family doctor at Zhan's old house, and he usually takes care of Mr. Zhan's health.

But he was not here at this time!

Zhan Mochen punched the wall next to him and ran towards the old man's room.

An Yan had already followed out and frowned when she heard this: "My heart hurts? Are you still suffering from heart palpitations and cold hands and feet?"

"Yes, yes, that's it!" The servant nodded repeatedly.

"Grandpa, this is a relapse of his old illness!" An Yan's heart sank, and she ran towards the old man's room.

In the master bedroom, the old man's mouth was slightly open, his limbs were stiffly leaning on the bed, his face was pale and cold sweat was flowing down his forehead.

Seeing the old man's weak appearance, Zhan Mochen felt panicked for no reason and his mind went blank.How could grandpa be so weak?
"Quickly, help grandpa lie down and let him lie flat!" An Yan stepped forward to check and decisively ordered Zhan Mochen.

An Yan's voice finally pulled Zhan Mochen out of his panic.

"Okay." He carefully held Mr. Zhan's back and leveled him.

An Yan's slender fingers directly pressed on the acupuncture points under the old man's shoulder blades: "I'll give grandpa a massage first, and you go get the medicine quickly!"

Zhan Mochen was confused: "Medicine? What medicine?"

When does grandpa need to take medicine? !
"First-aid medicine for myocardial infarction. Grandpa has a long-standing problem. There must be medicine at home!"

The servant next to him immediately reacted: "Yes, there is medicine! I'll get it right now!"

The servant trotted over and brought the medicine. An Yan took it, opened it skillfully, took the water poured by the servant, and fed the old man the medicine.

"Zhan Mochen, come and support grandpa, Sister Xiang, help me hold the old man's chin!"

An Yan was busy in an orderly manner, asking people around her to help.

The originally panicked crowd seemed to have found a backbone in an instant. They did whatever An Yan said and quickly administered the medicine.

The medicine took effect quickly. After a few minutes, Mr. Zhan's breathing gradually stabilized, his face returned to rosy, and his condition was significantly relieved.

At this time, Dr. Qin also came back and immediately checked the old man's body.

Then he gave a professional judgment: "Fortunately, Miss An handled it properly. The old man's life is not in danger for the time being, but he should be sent to the hospital quickly. He must be allowed to regain his consciousness!"

"Let's go then."

An Yan took a deep breath and made a decision for the trembling Zhan Mochen.

The car drove quickly to the hospital, and emergency doctors and nurses came to greet him.

"How is the patient?"

An Yan jogged all the way, but still calmly described the symptoms: "Pain in the heart, difficulty breathing, cold limbs, cold sweats, I just took emergency medicine for myocardial infarction!"

"The patient is suspected of having myocardial infarction, put on a ventilator and prepare the defibrillator!"

The doctor got the accurate information and immediately led the nurse to start rescue work.

Outside the rescue room, Zhan Mochen held his head and sat helplessly on a chair, his eyes were red, his hands were shaking, and he was not as calm as before.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I didn't take good care of grandpa..." Zhan Mochen kept talking, like a child who had done something wrong, terrified and helpless.

An Yan had never seen him like this before, and her heart couldn't help but feel a pang of pity and distress.

She reached over and placed her slightly cold palm on the man's big hand.

"Zhan Mochen, don't be afraid, grandpa will be fine."

(End of this chapter)