"An’an, you are my light, mine alone."
An’an... Despite her bearing Xia Wanwan’s face, he kept calling her An’an.
Was this because of the drug effects, and he hadn’t yet regained consciousness?
In the midst of Xia Wan’an’s pondering, she suddenly felt sothing wet, like a raindrop hitting her neck, forming a damp circle.
Her mind went completely blank, and her expression was stunned for a while before she realized that the wetness was a tear.
It was a tear shed by Han Jingnian.
What was happening to him? What had he just gone through alone, and why was he acting this way?
As Xia Wan’an’s thoughts swirled with confusion, Han Jingnian buried his face into her neck, mimicking a little mirror’s cute antics, gently rubbing his cheek against her skin and then spoke again. Perhaps because his face was buried against her, his voice was muffled, "An’an, after you left, I was well-behaved..."
"I’ve been sleeping alone..."
"Even just now, I was very well-behaved..."
After you left, I was well-behaved; I’ve been sleeping alone... Did he an that he had never touched another woman?
And the later part, even just now, I was very well-behaved... Did he an that under the influence of the drugs, he hadn’t touched Su Ying?
While Xia Wan’an was deciphering the aning of Han Jingnian’s words, a tingling sensation suddenly emanated from her neck.
Her body involuntarily shuddered, and then she felt Han Jingnian’s lips on her skin, leaving a trail of moist kisses. His hands, wrapped around her waist, began to feel restless.
It wasn’t until his lips reached her collarbone that she realized Han Jingnian was reacting to the drugs. She hastily reached out to grab his wandering hand, pulled away from his lips, and while pinching the back of his hand forcefully, she said, "Han Jingnian, calm down, Han Jingnian!"
Han Jingnian seed not to understand her, continuing to cling to her.
With no other choice, Xia Wan’an pinched Han Jingnian harder, and he tensed up montarily, then suddenly beca calm.
He continued to cling to her for a while longer, then with great difficulty and effort, he managed to pull himself away from her.
During this ti, Chen Cang had already moved the cabinet away from the door. Xia Wan’an dared not linger there any longer, so she quickly turned and called for He Che’s help to take Han Jingnian out of the warehouse.
Han Jingnian’s arm wound was quite deep and needed dical attention, but since he had been drugged, the disgraceful scenario couldn’t be known by outsiders. Thus, after leaving the warehouse, Xia Wan’an imdiately contacted Han Zhijin, instructing him to notify Xie Lin.
Upon reaching the hospital, Xie Lin and Han Zhijin were already waiting at the entrance of the ergency departnt.
As soon as they got out of the car, Han Jingnian was imdiately taken away by Xie Lin. Han Zhijin’s attention was solely on Han Jingnian; through the rolled-down car window, he glaringly eyed He Che with unusual jealousy and then followed Xie Lin into the ergency departnt.
Xia Wan’an didn’t hurry to follow but instead briefly said goodbye to He Che. She stood at the entrance of the ergency departnt, waited for Chen Cang to drive out of the hospital, and then turned and stepped into the building behind her.
Xia Wan’an arrived at the ward where Han Jingnian was situated. An IV needle was already inserted in the back of his hand, and Xie Lin was treating the wound on his arm.
Perhaps due to the sedative effect of the IV or maybe because Han Jingnian had lost too much blood, by the ti Xie Lin finished stitching and bandaging the wound, Han Jingnian had already fallen asleep.
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