The drama director of Meng Yanchen's Fireworks on Earth

Song Yan, who was still angry with Xu Qin, couldn't care less when he heard Xu Qin's words. He turned to look at Xu Qin who had her head lowered in front of her, and reached out to lift her chin.

"Look up, let me take a look!" Song Yan's tone was filled with domineering and dissatisfaction, "Tsk, tell me clearly what's going on!"

"Song Yan, will I be disfigured?" Xu Qin was in tears, holding Song Yan's clothes tightly with her hands, "Song Yan, my face hurts so much!"

"Come in with me!" When Song Yan saw the slap mark on Xu Qin's face, he was instantly angry. He didn't care about the awkward quarrel with Xu Qin before and directly stretched out his hand to pull the person in. "I'll give you the medicine first. Then you tell me clearly what’s going on!”

"Song Yan!"

At this moment, Xu Qin had forgotten that he left the Zhai family because of Song Yan's slap. At this moment, Xu Qin only felt that Song Yan was the one who could protect him, and he was his hero.

"Tsk, why did everyone get hit on the face? What's going on? Tell me clearly!" Song Yan's tone was dissatisfied, with obvious anger, "Who is it? Tell me, and I will go to you. revenge!"

"It's Meng Yanchen and Shen Man!" Xu Qin said the names of each other directly without any hesitation, "You don't even know that Shen Man slapped me several times, and Meng Yanchen was watching from the side without any thought of stopping him. …”

"I just said a few wrong words, so they slapped me several times. My face hurts so much, Song Yan, I'm so sad!" Xu Qin threw herself into Song Yan's arms, with tears in her eyes, "I just I just said a few wrong words, and obviously many people expressed their opinions at the time, but the two of them hit me!"

"Qinqin, don't worry, I have written this down and I will definitely avenge you!" Song Yan looked at Xu Qin's red cheeks and reached out to touch them distressedly, "But how could Meng Yanchen and Shen Man do this? I'm going to hit you for no reason?"

"They..." Xu Qin was nervous unconsciously, and then said: "Maybe it's because they were dissatisfied with me for leaving home. After all, the Meng family did take good care of me at the time, and I... I'm also sorry for them! These things …”

"Maybe this is what I should bear!" Xu Qin touched her face and spoke quietly, the apology in her words vividly expressed.

But the specific reason why she was beaten was never explained. Song Yan also believed every word Xu Qin said and felt that she could not deceive him, so he became more and more dissatisfied with the Meng family and wished that the Meng family would appear now. Before his eyes.

At that time, he would definitely give Meng Yanchen a good beating. As for the two old men, Meng Huaijin and Fu Wenying, he would simply leave them with nothing and let them experience the life of the poor, which they despised the most.

"Hahaha……"

Thinking of this, Song Yan laughed unconsciously, as if what he imagined was about to happen, while Xu Qin looked at Song Yan with a puzzled look.

"Song Yan, what are you thinking about? Why haven't you given me medicine yet?" Xu Qin pulled Song Yan and called Shen'er back as he ran away, "Song Yan, if I am really because of this, Things are so disfigured, will you not want me anymore?"

"No, don't worry!" Song Yan said casually, got up and went to find medicine for Xu Qin. After searching for a long time, he found that there was no anti-swelling medicine at home, so he helplessly took a bottle of safflower. Oil came over, "There is no anti-swelling medicine at home, let me use this to reduce the swelling for you first!"

Xu Qin looked at the safflower oil in Song Yan's hand, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "But this is safflower oil!"

"Yes, it's safflower oil that reduces swelling!" Song Yan answered confidently, "As long as it can reduce swelling, you don't care what kind of medicine it is!"

As Song Yan spoke, he stretched out his hand to open the safflower oil, poured it into his hand, and was about to start rubbing Xu Qin's face.

"This won't work. Safflower oil can't be used on the face. Besides, it smells like this. I don't like it!" Xu Qin dodged Song Yan's stretched out hand and tried his best to dodge his head back, fearing that someone might not pay attention. He asked Song Yan to smear his hands full of safflower oil on his face!

"Why not? It's all for swelling, so why not!" Song Yan was dissatisfied with Xu Qin's attitude. He felt that it would be good if he was willing to give her medicine. How could he be picky?

"Xu Qin, don't be ungrateful, and it's so late now. How can you go out to buy medicine for you? You just want to endure it!" Song Yan frowned and spoke dissatisfied, his tone full of Xu Qin, you are already satisfied. mean.

Xu Qin pursed her lips lightly, and suddenly remembered that there was an ointment in her bag. Song Yan slapped her again last night. Yang Sijia got it for her after she went to the hospital, and hurriedly took out the ointment.

"Song Yan, I have medicine here. Use this to apply it on me!" Xu Qin took out the ointment from his bag and presented it to Song Yan.

Song Yan took the ointment away and muttered, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have used the safflower oil. It smells like a hand!"

In fact, Song Yan also knew that the smell of safflower oil was unpleasant, but he thought it was irrelevant. After all, he was not using it on his body or face, so it was not a big problem.

Song Yan did not deliberately relax the movements of his hands, regardless of whether Xu Qin could accept it or not.

"Hiss... it hurts, Song Yan, please be gentler!" Xu Qin kept gasping and kept saying it hurt, but Song Yan seemed not to hear it and didn't care at all about the strength. , or what kind of strength.

"Okay, it's over forbearance. Who told you not to know how to fight back!" Song Yan was very dissatisfied with Xu Qin's soft-headed personality. "I've been slapped in the face, but you don't know how to fight back. I really don't know what you are doing like this." Get along in society.”

Xu Qin moved her lips a few times, but couldn't say a word.

You can't tell Song Yan that she relies on her hands and the scalpel in her hand. She doesn't rely on fighting to gain a foothold in the hospital, and now she can't rely on fighting for many things.

He wanted to explain and explain, but Song Yan looked like he didn't want to hear it and ignored him completely.

"Okay, it's all done!" Song Yan didn't have the patience to continue applying it to Xu Qin. After about a while, he threw the ointment on the table and said, "Let's go cook. My uncle and aunt will be back tonight. It’s late, so the two of us have to figure it out on our own.”

"Ah?" Xu Qin said in surprise, "You want me to cook?"

"Otherwise? Is it possible for me to cook?" Song Yan looked at Xu Qin in surprise, "I'm almost starving to death, go and cook!"

"But..." Xu Qin was a little afraid to speak. After all, he had already eaten outside and was not hungry at all at this time.

Song Yan was a little dissatisfied with Xu Qin's hesitation and couldn't help but said: "What's wrong? What's the problem again? Why is it so troublesome to just let you cook a meal?"