Apart from this reason, what An Chen hated most was the atmosphere of life and death in the hospital.

The hospital is a magical place. Here, you can see people who do not blink when faced with high medical bills; here, you can see migrant workers looking worried over the tens of yuan of examination fees.

Here, you can see people facing their families in the ICU, still clinging to seemingly slim hope; here, you can see healthy people returning home with joy.

Here, new life is welcomed every day, and people who get off at the terminal are sent away every day.

Here, warmth, indifference, humanity, hope, disappointment, sorrow, all are mixed.

A person's life begins in the hospital and may end in the hospital.

This kind of atmosphere really made An Chen dislike it. Various reasons gradually came together and became more and more serious. Slowly, An Chen became even more repelled.

What's more, An Chen has people like Ling Han and Chi Jing around him. They not only have high medical skills, but are also reliable and have the skills to keep secrets. Of course, they are the best choice.

Seeing An Chen's reluctant look, Fu Yanxing thought for a moment and decided to use the last resort.

"Chenchen, if you don't bandage today, then we will go back and ask Ling Han to come. If that happens, they will all know the real reason why you were injured today, and we have to go home immediately, and there is no time to go to the dessert shop. "

Threat and temptation are really a must-have medicine for home travel. It is so easy to use and can work instantly. It is the best choice for dealing with children.

An Chen sighed, and then really thought about the pros and cons of going to the hospital or not, and finally gave up the struggle. Sometimes, going to the hospital is also a good choice.

I have to go to the hospital again. It seems that the time gap from the last time I went is not long. An Chen has really been a frequent visitor to the hospital recently.

"You should get an annual card, it's more cost-effective." An Chen muttered quietly, but Fu Yanxing still heard it.

I have never seen someone curse him like this. Fu Yanxing looked at An Chen and really didn't know what to say.

This is the disadvantage of Fu Yanxing's lack of entertainment activities. If Fu Yanxing, like others, often views videos, he must have a very suitable rebuttal at this time.

I look at your little head, I'm afraid you might be dizzy from the heat.

On the way to the hospital entrance, An Chen rummaged through his pockets, then took out a mask and put it on with one hand.

An Chen is still somewhat conscious of being a traffic star, and he knows very well that if he is secretly photographed while going to the hospital tonight, it may be news again tomorrow.

In order to avoid this kind of trouble, An Chen didn't intend to leave them a chance at all.

Looking back at Fu Yanxing, An Chen reached into another pocket and took out a brand new mask.

Ever since An Chen was secretly photographed, Ji Xuan subconsciously stuffed some masks into An Chen's pockets to prevent that kind of secret photography from happening again.

"Lower your head a little." An Chen suddenly turned around and looked at Fu Yanxing. Fu Yanxing also quickly stopped where he was, and then lowered his head obediently.

An Chen smiled, then used one hand to help Fu Yanxing put on a mask, and then prepared to go in.

Fu Yanxing is not afraid of being photographed, but Fu Yanxing is too handsome and attracts other people's attention, so it is better to wear a mask.

In addition to this reason, there is actually another reason, but only An Chen knows this reason.

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