Chapter 1271 Severe Anemia

"Don't be afraid. Mom is with you. Even on Huangquan Road, no one will bully you."

The child's little hands were also grabbing her clothes, and he buried his little head in her arms.

"Mama, let's go home, go home."

The child tugged on her clothes and was about to pull her forward, "Mom, can we go home?"

"Home?" Yan Huan touched the child's small and tender face, "How can mom have a home? Mom no longer has any family, and mom has no relatives, only one person."

"No, there is also you. Although I don't know, why do you call me mother?"

"Mom, go home," the child still pulled her away, and she stood up, held the child's small hand, and followed the child forward step by step.

Suddenly, the back of her hand hurt

The scenery began to distort before, and the child in front of him also became blurred.

Mommy, the child stretched out his hand to grab her, but the little hand seemed to grab the air.

And she also stretched her hands into the air.

"Don't go," she suddenly ran forward, but fell heavily to the ground. At that moment, she was actually desperate.

"Don't go, don't go..."

She suddenly grabbed something, and she woke up with a start.

Slowly, she opened her eyes and listened to her own breathing, which was uneasy and messy, as well as the needle that had been buried on the back of her hand, and the blood that flowed into her body from time to time. of icy liquid

"Miss Yan, you're awake."

The assistant came over quickly and breathed a sigh of relief when Yan Huan woke up.

"Doctor, come here quickly, Miss Yan is awake," the assistant quickly shouted to the doctor on the side,

The doctor also came over. He opened Yan Huan's eyelids, then touched her forehead, and found sweat on his hand.

What happened to this person? The assistant stood aside and waited nervously. It really scared her to death. At that time, she really thought that Yan Huan was dead, but she didn't pay attention. Yan Huan was breathing. She was not dead, she was just fainted. It's past.

It wasn't until she found a doctor that the doctor told her that Yan Huan was just too weak and fainted. She now has severe anemia, which is why her body was so weak and there was no blood on her face. It was also because of this. s reason.

This is not a disease, but it is something that cannot be rushed. Take a good rest and take good care of yourself, and you will recover quickly.

The doctor also asked her what was wrong with Yan Huan, how could she have such severe anemia, and whether something had happened or excessive blood loss, but no, the assistant had never heard of it, and Yan Huan was obviously there. She was still fine when she was in the studio, and her body was quite good and strong. Even if she was filming twenty hours a day, she was still in very good spirits the next day.

Moreover, Yan Huan also undergoes physical examinations every year, and has never had symptoms such as anemia. How could he suddenly become anemic? It was still so serious that he almost fainted.

The assistant couldn't help but shudder when he thought about the way Yan Huan acted like he was giving his last words at that time.

"Miss Yan," the assistant called Yan Huan again carefully.

Yan Huan trembled her fragile long eyelashes, then stretched out her hand as if looking for something.

"Wait a minute, I'll find it for you."

The assistant immediately understood what Yan Huan meant, and quickly took a red mobile phone from one side and put it in Yan Huan's hand. Yan Huan clenched it tightly. At this time, her fingers were almost the same as the mobile phone, and there was no trace of ice. temperature.

She closed her eyes again, and only the medicine dripped into her blood vessels drop by drop.

If Sister Yi Ling sees you like this, I don’t know how distressed she will be.

The assistant stretched out her hand and carefully placed her hand on Yan Huan's forehead. It was still so cold, so she still felt uneasy. Every time, she felt as if Yan Huan was going to die.

If she wasn't still breathing, if her chest wasn't still heaving, Yan Huan would really look like a dead person at this moment.

She lived half-dead like this for three days. On the fourth day, her face was still as white as a ghost. The sharper the chin, the smaller the face. She was the kind of person who was slimmer and easier to be photographed, and it didn't matter if she was fat. ugly.

I don’t know if she weighs 80 pounds now. The assistants are worried about what she will do if she goes back to filming with a body like hers, and how many more clothes she will have to wear.

At this time, Yan Huan was still leaning on the pillow. She had been holding her mobile phone in her right hand, and she didn't know what she was thinking. Her eyes were always filled with a light mist, and after the mist condensed , just like water mist.

"Miss Yan, it's time to eat." The assistant quickly pulled the nursing table over and placed the prepared meals in front of Yan Huan. She hired a professional nutritionist to prepare a blood-tonifying meal specially for Yan Huan. .

It's just that Yan Huan doesn't taste very good, otherwise, it might be better than it is now.

Yan Huan put down the mobile phone in her hand, then picked up the spoon and ate bite by bite, but it didn't feel like eating, but like taking medicine.

The assistant stood aside, all anxious and anxious, all wanting to get their own and eat for Yan Huan.

How can there be such a picky eater who gets full after a few bites of a bowl of rice? This is a nutritionist who worked for several hours to make it. She wanted to cry. If the nutritionist knew. Yan Huan was so disrespectful, she didn't know if she would faint in the kitchen.

Yan Huan still drank it in small sips.

And when she drank a sip, the assistant's heart was beating wildly.

Drink another sip, drink more.

But Yan Huan put down the spoon and raised his eyes to look at her.

The pair of eyes that were so big that they made the assistant's body covered with goose bumps. She was a woman, but she couldn't stand the pair of eyes that were almost always misty.

"Do you want to drink?" Yan Huan picked up the bowl and placed it in front of the assistant.

"If you don't mind that I've drunk it, this is for you."

"No, no," the assistant shook her head hurriedly, "Miss Yan should drink it. I have enough blood and energy, and I get angry every day. I don't need to supplement this. If I supplement it again, I will have a nosebleed."

She was telling the truth. This is what the nutritionist said. Otherwise, the nutritionist would make so much every day, and Yan Huan didn't eat much, so all this would go into her stomach.

And she really didn't dare to drink this kind of soup. If she supplemented it too much, she would really have a nosebleed.

"Don't drink it?" Yan Huan took back the bowl again and put it in front of her. She picked up the spoon and drank it. For the first time in the past few days, she had some eating habits, and it was also the first time she drank a few more spoonfuls of soup.

At this time, the light in the room also fell on her, adding some indescribable freehand and softness.