My little puppy is sick

Chapter 246 You Are My Ex-Girlfriend 9
The two froze at the same time, Song Heng's eyes suddenly moved from the photo to Qi Yan's face, and his eyes were fixed on Qi Yan's face.

Qi Yan raised her head and met his cold eyes. The tears that overflowed from the tingling of her arm made Song Heng's heart tremble.

It was as if a needle had been stuck in his heart, making him panic all of a sudden.

He pursed his lips, and originally wanted to take a step forward, but his legs seemed to be frozen, rooted to the ground and unable to move.

It only happened in a second or two, and the others reacted, and hurried forward to help Qi Yan up.

Ge Ruan supported Qi Yan, looking at a scratch on her arm, the skin was broken and a little blood flowed, she couldn't help but feel distressed, and looked at Song Heng with a somewhat unkind look.

"Our Yanyan kindly helped you find the photo, but you actually pushed her down!"

Song Heng pursed his lips and did not speak.

He took a step forward, and directly picked up Qi Yan who was being supported by everyone. The girl exclaimed, was hugged by Song Heng, and walked out.

Someone in the production team said: "This, what is this situation?"

Zhehan Zou stood up with a smile on his lips, "Don't be careful, Chief Song should feel sorry and personally send Miss Qi to the infirmary."

Afterwards, Ge Ruan followed to the infirmary, and the rest of the crew got off work.

Zou Zhehan looked at the direction Song Heng left, his eyes were slightly dark.

If I remember correctly, Song Heng's girlfriend's name is Qi Yan.

It would be great if he could let go of the past this time.

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"You put me down, I don't need you to hug me."

Qi Yan didn't like the person who pushed herself to the ground. Although she couldn't just fall because of him, but if the other person didn't take what was in her hand, how could she fall and get hurt?
Song Heng ignored Qi Yan's cold face, the veins on his arms were protruding, and the warm breath on his body carried a hard masculinity. He carried the girl in his arms and walked towards the infirmary quickly and steadily.

Song Heng knocked on the door, but no one answered, so he opened the door and went in.

There was no one in the room, so he closed the door and put Qi Yan on the bed in the infirmary.

He walked to the place where the medicine bottles were placed. There were many bottles and cans. Song Heng picked up one bottle after another and looked at the words on it.

Qi Yan wanted to get up, but he pressed her head with his palm and lay down again.

The man's voice was cold: "Lie down."

"It's none of your business, why should I listen to you?"

Song Heng picked up two bottles, turned his head, and looked at Qi Yan's face.

"I just hit you."

"Heh," Qi Yan said in a very bad tone, "Then you are very embarrassing."

"Hand out."

When Song Heng opened his mouth, Qi Yan turned her head away, just ignoring his words.

Song Heng frowned, thinking that he bumped into her, it was indeed his fault, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the girl's slender wrist, and stretched out.

"You—I'm in pain, hiss!"

After Qi Yan's wrist was grabbed by Song Heng, Song Heng poured disinfectant directly on it. The stimulation with bubbles made Qi Yan's scalp numb.

"It will be fine in a while."

Song Heng looked at Qi Yan's frowning, that face was not the one he knew and liked, but the eyes, and some of the tone of voice were very similar to his Qi Yan.

The two have the same name, why such a coincidence.

The name Qi Yan is not very common. In the past six or seven years, he has never met a girl with the same name as her.

Song Heng was thinking absent-mindedly, causing his hand to deviate from the position of leaning down, and Qi Yan immediately called him to stop.

(End of this chapter)