Chapter 98: Husband-Waiting Stone

Qin Qi and Qin Yelan also looked over at Shi Yang at the same time.

After seeing the rash on Shi Yang's body, Qin Yu frowned slightly, with a hint of concern in his eyes, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Qin Yelan: "Should be."

Qin Yanchuan: "Take some allergy medicine first."

Shi Yang looked down at Qin Yanchuan's hand that was still holding his wrist, and said, "Then let go of my hand first."

Under the gaze of several eyes, Qin Yanchuan let go of his hand as if nothing had happened.

Under the repeated instructions of his brother Shi Huai, Shi Yang developed the habit of carrying allergy medicine with him.

He took out a portable medicine box from his coat pocket, poured out a pill from it and put it into his mouth, then took the warm water handed to him by Qin Yanchuan and swallowed it.

"Go to the hospital now."

"No, it doesn't seem serious."

Qin Yanchuan stood up directly, looked at Shi Yangshi seriously, and said in a low voice: "Get up."

These two concise words reveal a strength that is irresistible.

Shi Yang said "oh" and stood up obediently.

Qin Qi also stood up. Qin Yelan looked at him and stood up too.

Qin Yanchuan glanced at his two nephews with a lukewarm gaze and said casually, "I'll take him there."

After saying this, he grabbed Shi Yang's wrist and pulled her towards the elevator.

Qin Yanchuan was tall and had long legs, so his steps were a little faster than usual. Shi Yang was dragged forward and had to jog to catch up with the man.

Thinking of something, he turned around and shouted to Qin Zhu, "Brother Qin Zhu, remember to feed Shi Tie Biao for me!"

After a while, he and Qin Yanchuan disappeared around the corner ahead.

Qin Zhuo stood where he was, his thin lips straightened a little, staring silently in the direction where the two people left, the emotion in his eyes was obscure and difficult to understand.

Qin Yelan looked at his brother at this moment. He looked like a cold and hard piece of stone waiting for her husband, and it was about to break.

"If we catch up now, we should still be in time."

Qin Qi retracted his gaze, bent down and picked up Youzi who was lying on the sofa, and said stiffly: "You won't die."

After saying these three words, he turned around and left with the cat in his arms. Remembering Shi Yang's instructions just now, he changed direction and went to feed the cat food to the cat.

Qin Yelan saw through it but didn't say anything. He sat back on the sofa and sighed softly with a sense of loss, "My poor little glutton."

Not long after returning from the hospital, Qin Yanchuan drove Shi Yang to the hospital again.

Shi Yang just felt itchy, but had no other symptoms. His breathing was smooth, and he didn't feel chest tightness or shortness of breath.

He was sitting in the passenger seat, and from time to time he would pinch his neck and arms until they were almost bleeding.

Qin Yanchuan was driving, watching the actions of the people around him from the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help but stop them: "Don't move, you will scratch your skin."

By then the bleeding could not be stopped.

trouble.

Thinking of this, Qin Yanchuan couldn't help but frown, and suddenly an uncontrollable restlessness arose in his heart.

I can't really tell whether I'm really troubled or just worried about something.

This restlessness could not be suppressed and lingered between his furrowed brows.

Shi Yang frowned uncomfortably, "But it's so itchy."

After enduring for a while, he still couldn't help pinching his skin, but he just eased the strength in his hands.

Qin Yanchuan gradually tightened his grip on the steering wheel and said nothing more.

They arrived at the hospital soon after, and the doctor examined Shi Yang and said it was not serious, just a common food allergy.

I took medicine before coming here, and now the medicine is taking effect. Shi Yang's skin is not so itchy anymore, but the rash has not disappeared so quickly.

Qin Yanchuan went to get the medicine.

Shi Yang sat on the bench and looked at his face on the screen of his mobile phone. Fortunately, his lips were not swollen this time.

Qin Yanchuan came back with the medicine and saw Shi Yang pouting at his phone from a distance, looking so heartless.

He walked closer to Shi Yang and reminded him quietly, "Let's go."

Shi Yang immediately put away his phone, looked up, and found that the man opposite him had returned to normal, still indifferent.

He stood up, walked towards Qin Yanchuan, sniffed, and said with emotion: "Uncle Qin, I didn't expect you to care about me so much. It's true that a friend in need is a friend indeed."

Qin Yanchuan twirled his fingertips silently, then suddenly raised his hand and placed it on Shiyang's head, ruthlessly ruffling his hair.

Under Shi Yang's suspicious gaze, Qin Yanchuan calmly withdrew his hand, put it in his pocket, turned around and walked out while saying, "Don't eat out in the future. Ask the chef at home to cook whatever you want to eat."

I clearly bought a pancake with pork filling and even asked what the fillings were, but I still had an allergic reaction.

Shi Yang also found it strange, because he had eaten stuffed buns sold outside before and nothing happened.

He thought for a moment before deciding, "The boss must have accidentally stained the food with beef filling during the cooking process. This rarely happens."

Qin Yanchuan did not comment.

Shi Yang has actually always been very cautious about the food he eats, after all, it concerns his life.

Normally when eating in the school cafeteria, I have to be picky about what I can’t eat, and I have to be even more careful when eating outside.

However, no matter how careful you are, there are times when you are caught off guard.

There is no need to pay attention to these things when eating at the Qin family. The ingredients that Shi Yang is allergic to will never appear in the kitchen.

Not long after, the two of them walked out of the clinic building one after the other, and a cold wind was blowing outside.

Shi Yang hid behind Qin Yanchuan. His tall stature made it possible for him to block the wind.

He grabbed Qin Yanchuan's coat, then whispered in his ear from behind, "Uncle Qin, I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes."

The warm breath brushed against my ears, bringing a slight itch.

Qin Yanchuan's temples twitched twice. Just now, he had told them not to eat outside.

He stopped suddenly.

Shi Yang, who was following behind, was caught off guard and bumped into Qin Yanchuan's back.

"What the hell is this..."

Qin Yanchuan closed his eyes, then mercilessly pushed Shi Yang's head away, and said something very clearly from his throat:

"You look like a baked sweet potato to me."

Shi Yang: "...I've eaten baked sweet potatoes many times, it's okay."

"It's so cold, I just want to eat some roasted sweet potatoes, what's wrong with that? Is that not okay?"

Shi Yang rubbed his forehead that was hurt by the collision and sighed softly: "If Brother Qin Zhuo was here, he would have contracted a roasted sweet potato stall for me without saying a word."

Qin Yanchuan pressed his finger joints hard, trying to smile, and squeezed out a sentence: "Go back and ask your brother Qin Zhu to roast it for you, eat it, and enjoy it."

Shi Yang became honest.

What's the matter? He was just doing it as a routine.

Back in the car, Qin Yanchuan took out his cell phone from his pocket and checked the time.

After realizing something, his expression suddenly froze and he turned off the phone screen without saying a word.

However, it was too late. Shi Yang had already caught a glimpse of the wallpaper on his phone, which had not been changed yet.

The expression on Shi Yang's face suddenly became subtle. He pursed his lips shyly, wanting to say something but stopping himself, and glanced at Qin Yanchuan.

"Uncle Qin, you must be fascinated by me, right?"

“…”

As Shi Yang spoke, he moved towards Qin Yanchuan shyly, imitating the selfie pose on the wallpaper, with his head slightly tilted, his fist against his cheek, one eye closed, and he winked at Qin Yanchuan in a very familiar manner.

Not only that, he also clamped his voice, imitated the sound of a cat, and meowed in a coquettish voice.

“…”

It was not known whether it was out of anger or for some other reason, but the tips of Qin Yanchuan's ears suddenly turned a light red, his jawline tightened, and veins bulged on his neck.

He tried to hold back, but finally couldn't hold back any longer. He raised his hand and pushed Shi Yang's head away, "Stop talking."

"Uncle Qin..."

At this moment, a small black head suddenly popped out from Qin Yanchuan's sleeve, hissing and spitting out its tongue, staring at Shi Yang with its pair of black bean-like eyes, as if it was going to pounce on him in the next second.

Shi Yang's pupils trembled suddenly, and he immediately dodged to the side in a hurry, his throat unable to hold back.

"ah!"