1295 Take It as a Festive Gift

"You just had a miscarriage, you shouldn't cry like that. Otherwise, you'll have side effects in the future and cry easily whenever the wind changes. You heard me?" Qi Yan had his hands cupped around her face and put aside his playful expression, to remind her in a very serious manner.

When it came to something concerning her health, he would never treat it as a joke.

"I wasn't crying. The wind went into my eyes so it felt a little uncomfortable." Tan Bengbeng muttered with a calm front as she composed her emotions and hurriedly pulled out of Qi Yan's arms at the thought that there were other people in the ward.

Qi Yan had not exposed her either. Seeing how she was obviously feeling upset and yet had to pretend that everything was fine, his heart ached terribly for her.

Knowing that she was missing her brother, Qi Yan could not possibly feel jealous about it anymore.