My wife is squeamish

Chapter 522 Anzhi Slapped Her Face

After An Zhi rinsed his mouth, he didn't feel angry anymore.

Joyfully dragging Gong Zhan to a place she had never been in before.

- haunted house! ! !
"Are you sure you want to go in?" Gong Zhan raised her eyebrows, she had never walked this way before, she was very timid.

"Sure." An Zhi nodded heavily, looking as if death was at home.

Gong Zhan always let her go, and helped her gather the scarf, "Alright then, but let's say it first, you can't cry when you get scared later."

"How could I cry? I'm so brave, but my little brother, don't let your legs go weak for a while. I don't want to help you out. It's shameful."

An Zhi looked him up and down, his small eyes seemed to despise him.

Gong Zhan's thin lips curled up slightly, and without saying anything, he took her hand and went in.

Haunted houses are not scary to him.

But it was terrifying for that bold and ambitious little guy just now. She went in straight and then came out paralyzed.

The so-called paralysis means that she was almost hugged by Gong Zhan, and she slapped herself in the face.

On the dimly lit alleyway, the sound of hollow cries, and the figure floating over her head frightened her.

At that moment, she could feel her legs go soft.

What was even more frightening was not only these, but also the soft paws, the pale face that was almost face to face with her, and the bloodshot eyes...

She didn't dare to think about it, it was too scary, too scary.

Gong Zhan helped her to the car outside, hugged her, and patted her on the back lightly. He was not in the mood to tease her now, knowing that the little guy was really scared.

I can only comfort her a little bit, "Okay, okay, we are all out now, don't be afraid, those are all fake."

"Okay, it's scary, I, I, I, I will never go again." An Zhi's voice was crying, and she buried her face deeply in his arms, which was much scarier than the ones in the movie.

Movies are at least watched from a distance, with a lens.

This haunted house is really in front of me.

"Okay, okay, never go again, even if you want to go, I won't let you go." Gong Zhan stretched his hand through the heavy clothes from her back with difficulty.

Sure enough, it was wet.

He frowned tightly, and while patting her, he said to the driver, "Drive, go straight back."

He is not in the mood now, he took the little guy out to eat, and now he has to go back and change her clothes, it is best to take a hot bath.

Otherwise, you will definitely be sick at night.

She has a poor foundation, was frightened, and would have a fever at night.

He regretted it a little, he shouldn't have indulged her, knowing that she might be afraid, he took her in.

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Gong Zhan's guess is correct.

An Zhi really had a fever at night, her little face was flushed red, and she felt better after being pressed and given a fever-reducing injection. Just looking at her little face, she lost a lot of weight again.

She was dishonest when getting the needle, and she broke free.

As a result, Dr. Fang's hand was also crooked, and the needle was also crooked, leaving a pinhole, bleeding out, and the surrounding skin was glowing purple.

The person on the bed was sobbing in pain, which made Gong Zhan feel bad.

Hugged and coaxed for a long time.

Just coaxed him to sleep.

"After the injection, you should be able to retreat. Just like before, it comes and goes quickly. It should be fine tomorrow, but I have to make up again."

Doctor Fang glanced at An Zhi who was sleeping.

Sigh.

A little envious, she was also sick some time ago, and was infected with the flu by the patient. She was sick for a week, but she couldn't lose half a catty.

On the contrary, he was fatter.

Some people, you can't compare with her when you are sick.

(End of this chapter)