Sweetheart,Come Back!

After taking one hand, an Yin looked up at the imperial edict, and saw that the cold sweat had seeped from his forehead, but he didn't cry.

Anyin said, "you can call."

Zhao Yan gasped for a moment, endured the pain, and said with a smile, "I'm really OK."

An Yin pursed her lips and stopped talking. She checked his other hand.

The wrist of the other hand was also bloody, and the wound was deep enough to see the bone, but the joint was OK.

An Yin looks at the bandage beside the bed. The bandage is cut neatly.

It should be the bandage he cut with the surgical scissors after he broke free of one hand.

Anyin opened the medicine box, took out alcohol, anti-inflammatory drugs, and gauze to deal with Zhao Yan's wrist injury. Only then did she look at his patient's clothes with various tubes.

There are so many pipes that the medical suit can't be taken off at all.

An Yin takes out the scissors and cuts his clothes carefully.

It was expected that these tubes were inserted into his body, but they were still shocking when they were seen with their own eyes. Those parts could not be removed casually like this, and they had to be removed surgically.

Rong Xun frowned, "what are they doing?"

The imperial edict says, "clone."

Rongxun quickly looked at the imperial edict and said, "do you mean they want to clone one of you?"

The imperial edict said, "yes."

Anyin's heart is pumping fast.

Her intuition is that if the imperial edict is cloned this time, the other party will not leave the life of the imperial edict.

If Rongxun didn't find this place this time, and if they didn't take this action, the next time they saw Twilight Shiliang would be a clone, right?

And this I'm afraid she'll never see her again.

Rongxun took a strong breath of the atmosphere, and he really made a lot of money this time.

This is the base they've been looking for.

Anyin quickly gave Zhao Yan a basic check-up. He was in poor health and had not eaten for a long time. He was very weak.

She pulled out a patient's clothing from the side cabinet and asked Rongxun to help him put it on and cover all kinds of pipes on his body.

Then she took what she had put aside, untied the layers of warm cloth wrapped outside, and took out the small pot inside.

Opening the lid is a small pot of porridge.

He handed the porridge to the imperial edict, "you are weak now. You can't do anything else. Eat some porridge first."

Zhao Yan looked at the porridge handed in front of him. He felt like a dream, but he didn't know how to reach for it.

Rongxun's eyes softened. The girl pretended to ignore the imperial edict, but after learning that she could go out today, she quietly went to cook a pot of porridge, packed it up and took it with her.

Anyin saw the imperial edict, staring at the porridge in her hand, did not move, a little uneasy, and said, "can you eat by yourself?"

Zhao Yan came back to his senses, nodded quickly, stretched out his hand, and carefully took the porridge on anyin's hand. His eyes were covered with tears.

Pick up the spoon and scoop the porridge.

His hand had just been connected to the bone. It was very painful, and it was too soft to have any strength. His hand shaking with the spoon made him unable to scoop up the porridge several times.

An Yin sighed, took the porridge and spoon from Zhao Yan's hand, and scooped the porridge to his mouth.

The imperial edict forced his tears not to flow down and opened his mouth to drink the porridge.

Hot porridge from the mouth straight warm into the stomach, has not eaten overheated food for many years, he has almost forgotten the taste of hot food in his mouth.

Tears constantly surging up, he endure again and again, eventually failed to resist.

Anyin also felt terrible, but she didn't know what to say. She just took the porridge to the imperial edict one by one.