At that time, he felt the bone in his left hand crack.
Pain was pain, but he could still move it.
He guessed that the bone was broken, but it was not dislocated.
Xia Jinqi recalled that time and felt her heart palpitate. She clenched her hand that was holding the report.
"It's broken! You said it was fine at that time? "
She clearly remembered that she anxiously asked him if he was okay. He just calmly put his hands behind his back and casually replied, "I'm fine. ".
He was always like this.
No matter how serious the injury was, no matter how painful it was, he would always keep it in his heart and never show it on his face. He didn't even mention it.
Was there a day when even if he was going to die, he wouldn't even blink his eyes and tell her that he was fine?
Lowering her eyes to look at Yan Jun's tightly wrapped hands, Xia Jinqi pursed her pink lips.
Tears rolled down for some reason.
She didn't know what to do to share the burden for him... ...
Yan Jun could hear the slight tremble in Xia Jinqi's tone. He retracted his gaze to look at her, only to find that she was drooping her little head and her shoulders were slightly trembling.
"What's wrong? " He asked her. He could feel her low spirits.
However, the moment he finished speaking, she had already stepped forward and thrown herself into his arms.
The faint smell of disinfectant on his body, mixed with a hint of tobacco, enveloped her in the blink of an eye.
She sobbed. Her voice was very soft and oppressive, like a kitten. It was so soft that it made one's heart ache.
Yan Jun instinctively wanted to reach out to hug her, but the moment his hand moved slightly, he immediately felt a heart-wrenching pain.
His brows moved slightly as he anxiously asked her, "what's wrong? HMM? "
Xia Jinqi was originally just a little sad. She thought that no matter what pain he was in, he would always be the one to take it all on himself. He wouldn't move even if he was struck by lightning.
But now, just seeing her cry made him so anxious. She couldn't hold it in any longer and started to wail wantonly.
"Wu Wu! Yan Jun, Wu Wu... "
She was crying so hard that she didn't care about her image at all. Tears kept falling down, wetting his clothes.
Yan Jun didn't have any strength in his hands. He could only try his best to protect her with his two arms. He was very careful, as if he was hugging a rare treasure.
However, the more she cried, the sadder she became. The more she cried, the sadder she became. Yan Jun's heart was filled with grief, and he could not help but feel a little choked up.
"Alright, don't cry anymore. I'm fine. It's just that the doctor is making a mountain out of a molehill. I'll be fine in two days. "
There was still a thick nasal voice in his voice. He did not care about himself, and instead began to comfort her... ...
"It's all in the past, it's all in the past... "
He whispered in her ear again and again. He knew that too many things had happened today. Perhaps she was scared.
He was used to seeing her calm in the face of danger, strong and brave. He rarely saw the side of a little woman like her. She was sentimental and loved to cry.
His heart was slightly sour.
He didn't know how long he had cried. Anyway, when Xia Jinqi came back to her senses and realized that she was crying so miserably, she still felt a little embarrassed.
Not Daring to look into his eyes, she mumbled and changed the topic. "Does your hand still hurt? "
"It doesn't hurt. " He shook his head. A smile that was like a spring breeze bloomed on the corner of his thin lips. "I still need to hug you and the children with both hands. "
Xia Jinqi was still sulking. "You still know how to hug the children? You only know how to show off! Your hand is already injured to this extent, yet you still say that you're fine! "
Although she was angry, her eyes were still red when she reprimanded him.
Her heart ached.