An Yi realized he had said the wrong thing. Jin He had half a bowl of soup left and couldn't finish it. She pushed the bowl forward, got up, walked to the bedside, lay down, and turned her back to An Yi.
“Xiao He…”
An Yi squatted down and tried to coax him.
"Get away from me!"
Jin He didn't even turn her head. "Teacher An, you should go to work now. Don't stay here any longer. After all, I have no skills and will only be a burden to you. I'm not going to be so tactless. I'll go and get discharged in a bit!"
Don't joke around with your health.
"Do I look like I'm joking with you right now!" Jin He suddenly turned his head, and An Yi saw his red eyes almost instantly. The words stuck in his throat and he choked up instantly.
"Jin He, what's wrong..."
Jin He grabbed a tissue from the bedside table and threw it at him: "Get out, I don't want to see you."
His fitness tracker was still beeping, so how could An Yi possibly go out now? "Are you feeling unwell? Why is your tracker beeping? Should we call a doctor to come and take a look?"
Jin He's face was clearly not good, and his lips were turning purple again. An Yi quickly took out a bottle of pills from the bedside table, poured out two pills and gave them to him, but Jin He turned his head away, snatched the pills and threw them at An Yi.
"I said, get out!"
Seeing that Jin He still refused to take her medicine despite her current state, An Yi felt both distressed and annoyed: "Jin He, listen to me, stop being unreasonable, take your medicine first..."
These words undoubtedly set off a fuse for Jin He. If he was only slightly angry before, he was now completely enraged. He reached out and knocked over An Yi's medicine: "An Yi! What do you mean by being unreasonable! Do you think everything I'm saying is being unreasonable? I already said I didn't want to participate in the competition. I already said I just wanted to go and watch. It's fine if I don't go. You've clearly misunderstood me, so why are you saying this to me!"
Shen Duoyuan and Jiang Xiubai were completely taken aback by the sudden argument between the two. However, Jin He's condition was clearly off. Jiang Xiubai rushed forward and hugged Jin He tightly, patting him on the back: "It's okay, it's okay, Xiao He, calm down. An Yi was just worried about you. He didn't really mean to say that to you. Calm down, take a deep breath..."
An Yi took two steps forward and said, "Jin He..."
"Don't come any closer!" Jin He's voice was shrill, his face contorted with rage and anger. "Why...why do you always say things like that!"
Why are you treating me like this too?
"An Yi, do you even realize that sometimes words can hurt more than weapons...?"
Jiang Xiubai half-embraced Jin He, reaching out to rub Jin He's chest. He could feel Jin He's rapid heartbeat, thumping as if it were about to burst out of his chest. Jiang Xiubai glared at the two who were standing there dumbfounded: "What are you standing there for! Hurry up and call the doctor for medicine! Do you really want him to die here!"
"Oh! Oh!" Shen Duoyuan seemed to wake from a dream, patted An Yi on the shoulder, "Call the doctor, I'll go call the doctor, you wait here..."
"Uh, no..." Jin He leaned against Jiang Xiubai, clutching her chest tightly with one hand, her face instantly turning pale and sweat pouring down her face.
An Yi knew from the symptoms that Jin He might be having angina. He rushed to the cabinet, pulled out a bottle of nitroglycerin, took out two pills, and put them into Jin He's mouth. He was so scared that his hands were trembling.
“Xiao He…” An Yi said, “I was wrong, I know I was wrong, don’t be angry, I apologize to you…”
Jin He, with a pill in her mouth, weakly slapped An Yi's hand away, clutching her chest and waiting for the pain to pass.
He knew that An Yi was a sharp-tongued person who liked to say the opposite of what he meant. After all, he had already realized this when he was eighteen. At that time, he might have felt sad and upset because of An Yi's habit, but now he just felt angry!
No one wants to hear their boyfriend say that, even if he doesn't mean it.
Jin He had wanted to teach An Yi a lesson for a long time, but before he could even start, he was already so angry that his heart ached. Jin He was so angry that he wanted to grind his teeth. Damn it, if he didn't make An Yi realize his mistake today, he would write his name Jin He backwards!
The doctor arrived quickly, laid the patient flat to listen to his heartbeat and looked at his electrocardiogram. Seeing that Jin He had taken two nitroglycerin pills, the doctor stopped giving him any more medication for the time being and simply turned on the oxygen concentrator for him to breathe some oxygen.
He then cursed at the patient's family member (An Yi) outside the ward.
With Jin He in such a state, An Yi naturally couldn't go to work right now. He had just called his agent to ask for leave when he turned around and was about to return to the ward when he saw Shen Duoyuan blocking the ward door.
What are you doing?
"Xiao He said her heart aches whenever she sees you, and she doesn't want to see you now, so she won't let you in," Shen Duoyuan answered honestly.
Upon hearing this, An Yi looked through the glass of the ward door and saw Jin He half-sitting and half-lying on the bed, his face pale, with an oxygen tube attached to his nose. He looked pitiful. He squinted his eyes, seemingly exhausted, but his hands kept rubbing his stomach. After a while, he finally couldn't hold back and sat up, dry heaving twice.
Jiang Xiubai quickly walked over from the other side of the hospital bed, holding a trash can in his hand. He stood in front of the bed and asked Jin He if she was going to vomit. Jin He just shook her head and kept rubbing her chest with her hand.
"His stomach is upset, I'll go in and rub it for him." An Yi walked past Shen Duoyuan and was about to enter the room.
"Xiaohe said he really doesn't want to see you right now. If you insist on going in, he'll have to come out on his own. He doesn't want to be in the same room as you no matter what, because he's afraid of becoming a burden to you."
The last sentence was clearly sarcastic, and Shen Duoyuan, seeing An Yi's increasingly distressed expression, almost couldn't continue: "Well, Xiao He is just angry. Why don't you wait until he calms down?"
"Then I'll sit here and wait," An Yi said pitifully. "His stomach is upset. Why don't you go in and massage it for him? Massage it clockwise in the same direction, but remember to be gentle, or he'll throw up."
After a while, he said again, "Remember to wear a layer of clothing between you; don't put your hand directly inside."
Shen Duoyuan: "..."
You think everyone is like you?
In the ward, Jiang Xiubai was also trying to persuade Jin He: "An Yi is just that kind of person. Do you really want to lower yourself to his level? It's not worth getting yourself so angry."
Jin He leaned against the pillows, listlessly saying, "Actually, I wasn't this angry at first."
Actually, she wasn't this angry at first, but Jin He felt it was necessary to express her attitude by showing some temper, and she didn't expect...
I'm getting into character.
Jin He had already planned out the progression of her emotions for that instant: sadness, grievance, anger, disappointment...
These emotions develop gradually, but Jin He got so into character that she skipped the initial feeling of being wronged and went straight to anger, her emotions spiraling out of control...
Jin He rubbed his chest, regretting his actions. He should have taken it easy and acted more gently. It seemed that such exciting scenes were not suitable for him.
If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have preferred to play a pitiful, tearful, innocent girl.
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