They Are Not Human!

Chapter 48: Lost 8

"Lie down."

Hearing these two words, Wen Qing became even more nervous.

Xia Yansi was wearing a white coat today, with indifferent brows and eyes, as if an invisible air-conditioning lingered around him, and the temperature in the clinic dropped several degrees.

Wen Qing nodded uneasily, walked to the bed, sat up, and lay down slowly.

He turned his head and looked carefully at Xia Yansi's profile.

Xia Yansi lowered his eyes and took out a pair of disposable gloves from the table.

The rubber band of the glove bounced on his hand, making a snapping sound, which was unusually crisp and loud in the clinic.

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, and she swallowed nervously.

Xia Yansi walked to the bed, lowered his head, and glanced at the gentle expression: "It's just a B ultrasound."

Wen Qing opened his mouth and reluctantly responded.

He was so nervous that his voice was shaking.

Xia Yansi picked up the couplant, squeezed it into his palm, and asked casually, "Is the hospital scary? Or am I?"

Wen Qing didn't dare to speak, thinking to herself, both are quite scary.

Hospitals do not want to get sick and are afraid of getting sick.

As for Xia Yansi, in addition to his cold temperament, he also has the status of an elder. When Wen Qing saw him at first glance, he was actually a little scared, like an instinct, like a herbivore encountering an animal at the high end of the food chain .

Xia Yansi seemed to see what he was thinking, and asked lightly, "Why are you afraid of me?"

Wen Qing stammered and said, "No, I'm not afraid."

Xia Yansi glanced at him.

Wen said weakly, "I, I respect you."

There was a quick smile in Xia Yansi's eyes. He lowered his eyes, looked at the black sweater that Wen Qing was wearing today, and said calmly, "The clothes are dirty again."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, looked down at his stomach, there was a gray mark on his waist, probably accidentally rubbed against the wall.

Wen Qing didn't know what to say, so she whispered, "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Xia Yansi glanced at him and said lightly, "It's cute."

Like a poor stray cat.

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then wiped the ashes on his waist with his hands.

Not only did it not wipe off, but the gray-white part expanded instead.

Wen gently withdrew his hand, and his cheeks were slightly red.

Xia Yansi pursed his lips and reached out to grab the corner of his shirt.

With her fragile stomach exposed to the air, Wen Qing's fingers trembled subconsciously, wanting to pull back her clothes, and then she pinched her palm.

His small movements did not escape Xia Yansi's eyes.

Xia Yansi meticulously rolled up the corner of his clothes, and when he retracted his hand, his tail finger touched Wen Qing's soft flesh inadvertently. Seeing Wen Qing's body trembling, he said lightly, "Relax."

Wen Qing replied vaguely.

The next second, his stomach felt cold.

The cold couplant is applied to the stomach.