"Now you tell me who you are!" Qiao Shuwan leaned forward and asked softly.

In an instant, Zhan Luohan's calm expression became painful.

Who is he! Who is he! Who is he! He is Fu Yechen! No! He is not Fu Yechen!

Then, the uncontrollable scenes of pain in my mind came out.

"No, no, no!" Zhan Luohan Junrong shouted out in pain, and a layer of fine cold sweat oozed out of his forehead, and his face was pale.

Just like, the pain he felt after his allergies that day was even ten times more painful than that!

Seeing Zhan Luohan's painful expression, Qiao Shuwan was anxious. While comforting him, she raised her hand and pressed off the aromatherapy made of Chinese medicine on the bedside table.

Because she was too anxious, she accidentally burned her hand and screamed in shock.

But Zhan Luohan still did not wake up, but became more and more manic in his sleep, and his facial expressions were even twisted due to pain.

Seeing that he was about to rush out of the bed, he couldn't help but use the silver needle and stab the acupuncture point on his brain, the man on the bed finally calmed down.

......

Outside the door, Mrs. Zhan heard the scream and knocked on the door worriedly.

"Shu Wan, Ahan, what's wrong with you?"

Qiao Shuwan didn't care about the burning pain of her index finger, so she first came to the door and whispered to comfort Mrs. Zhan, "Grandma, it's okay! You have a break early!"

Hearing the sound, Mrs. Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, but she still felt that the scene inside was not simple.

But they are all adults, so she couldn't even go in and check it out.

"Then you guys, hurry up!" Old Mrs. Zhan breathed out a sigh of relief.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Shuwan's pretty face turned red and she responded with a "Yes."

So, grandma is thinking too much!?

I really don’t know if my grandmother will ask Zhan Luohan if she wakes up tomorrow, and how will Zhan Luohan answer the old man!

......

After Mrs. Zhan left, Qiao Shuwan immediately came to Zhan Luohan's side again.

At this time, the person on the bed had slowly opened his eyes. Zhan Luohan seemed to have experienced an amnesia, and he had no idea what had happened just now.

But at first glance, he noticed Qiao Shuwan's injured index finger.

"What's wrong with your finger?" Zhan Luohan suddenly sat up from the bed and pinched the weak and boneless little hand, with a lot of worry mixed in his dark eyebrows and eyes.

A moment of heartache and hesitation flashed in Qiao Shuwan's clear eyes. She quickly withdrew her little hand and said with a smile, "I'm fine!"

"How can you be fine? Be good, let me see!" As he said that, Zhan Luohan grabbed her little hand burned by incense again. Seeing the red patch on it, he couldn't help but frown.

"You said you are no longer a child, why are you like a child? And you are a doctor, you actually hurt yourself!" After the words came, Zhan Luohan stood up from the bed, took her hand, and went to get the medical box.

Looking at the man who was still pale and faintly covered in cold sweat on his forehead, Qiao Shuwan felt very uncomfortable for a moment.

What exactly has he experienced? It is so painful!

The irritability in the dream just now is completely different from him now, right?

Although Luo Han is used to being domineering in his daily life, he has never been so irritable!

What makes people feel even more sour is not this. It is that he has experienced such painful things during hypnosis, but the first thing he does when he wakes up is that he is worried about her!
Chapter completed!