She couldn’t help thinking that he wouldn’t be here if she didn’t work here …
I don’t believe it’s so bloody, but my body reacts first
Xue Min saw that Song Qingcheng suddenly turned to leave the load and grabbed her. "Where are you going?"
"I want to go to the hospital" Song Qingcheng sounded dry.
The weather was cold at the end of November.
Song Qingcheng has changed her white cotton shirt in the store since she came to work. A pink sweater cardigan and light blue loose denim trousers are rolled up, which makes people feel shivering in the cold wind for a second.
Xue Min hold the song city cold hand "I send you you wait for me first I’ll get the car … forget it or take a taxi."
Even if you don’t witness such a tragic scene with your own eyes, you will be scared no matter how good your psychological quality is.
Kung Fu Xue Min has stopped a taxi.
Sit in the car Song Qingcheng hasn’t recovered yet. Xue Min told the driver the address. She turned to look out of the window. The black Cayenne was still parked there alone. She didn’t speak all the way. Speaking at this time seems to be a very energetic thing for her.
The taxi traffic station is broadcasting an accident on a certain section and informing drivers to detour.
The words "Linhai Road", "Red Ferrari" and "Black Cayenne" keep popping up from the host population, and even taxi drivers sigh with emotion that "such luxury car collisions are usually caused by the rich second generation, which is just a matter of losing some money"
Song Qingcheng is the six gods. When they hear the word "death", they put their legs and hands slowly clenched.
Nails are embedded in the palm of your hand but you don’t know the pain
According to the traffic police, the injured were sent to the First People’s Hospital.
As soon as the taxi stopped at the door, Song Qingcheng pushed open the door.
By the time Xue Min paid the money, she had already entered the emergency center, and the medical staff came and went. The hospital bed cart filled her ears and Song Qingcheng ran to the information desk. "Hello, where are the victims of the traffic accident just sent to the sea?"
The nurse pointed to an emergency operating room. "You have been operated. Are you the family of the injured?"
Then Xue Min came in.
Seeing Song Qingcheng talking to the nurse, Xue Min trotted over and asked, "How about Yu Tingchuan? It should be no big problem, right?"
"Yu Tingchuan?" The nurse looked puzzled and flipped through the medical record card. "Isn’t the patient’s name Yu Xinguo?"
“……”
The whole song dynasty is really stupid.
Xue Min took the lead in reacting to stay with the nurse and asked, "Are you sure it’s not called Yutingchuan? It is the black cayenne driver on Linhai Road. "
The nurse looked at the medical record and replied, "It’s Yu Xinguo. That’s the name of his ID card."
Said the nurse looked up at Song Qingcheng to see that she looked pale and went to see Xue Min. "Are you mistaken?"
"There should be a mistake" Xue Min walked tunnel.
The voice just fell and crying broke out in the emergency building.
Section 142
A well-dressed woman in her forties is almost soft on the ground, being desperately supported by her family and crying at the closed operating room door, "New country! What shall I do with my children when you leave the new country? "
Xue Min looked back and turned to Song Qingcheng next to him. "Now it’s time to rest assured, right?"
The whole song dynasty looked calm and said in a low voice, "Let’s go."
Then turned around and walked towards the door first.
Xue Min thanked the nurse and chased him out immediately.
Outside the emergency building, Song Qingcheng didn’t go far. She walked up the steps, as if she had exhausted the last bit of hard work and slowly bent down beside the potted plant.
Xue Min came out and found Song Qingcheng squatting outside the gate.
After all this noise, she looks a little embarrassed to wear a low loose ponytail and several strands of hair scattered around her ears. The original white skin on her cheeks has lost its color, and it still looks scary.
"Why are you squatting here?" Xue Min opens his mouth.
Song Qingcheng sound is very light "some legs are soft"
Xue Min didn’t urge her to get up and be quiet, and spent a long time with her to break the silence. "You see that you are so nervous that you are not much better than the big sister inside."
Song city didn’t pick up this. A hanging heart has slowly fallen back to its original place.
Thinking that the family was sad before the operating room, she knew she shouldn’t be happy, but to be honest, she still had a lucky escape.
When the tight string in the brain is completely relaxed, the whole person becomes wooden and loose as if the string bow had been removed.
Suddenly I feel stupid.
She asked the license plate number and which hospital, but she didn’t ask the name of the injured person.
Perhaps because she resisted this question deep in her heart.
Xue Minyin’s head rang "Go?"
Song city smell speech.
Xue Min taxi software called a car.
Within a minute, the taxi stopped in front of two people.
When preparing the car, Song Qingcheng suddenly said, "I have something to do and I won’t go back to the store this afternoon."
Xue Min nodded and guessed that she might be looking for Yu Tingchuan to understand this. Looking at the sunshine, she was a little fragile. Song Qingcheng thought about it and told me, "Call me if you have something to say. I will install the market all day today."
"Good" Song Qingcheng smile is very weak.
Wait until Xue Min left Song Qingcheng and stood in situ for a while. He completely calmed down and walked to the hospital gate and stopped a taxi by the roadside.
The driver turned to ask her where she was going.
Song Qingcheng paused for about five or six seconds, and then she quoted the five-star hotel where Yutingchuan lived.
I really want to see him at this moment.
Want to make sure he’s okay
Arrived at the hotel at about eleven o’clock in the afternoon.
Song Qingcheng bypassed the revolving door and went into the front desk. It was a young man who learned that she had come to look for someone and saw her red eyes. It was really pitiful and didn’t look like danger. Even without an ID card, she was allowed to go downstairs.
But just in case you temporarily bet on Song Qingcheng’s mobile phone.
Song Qingcheng remembers the floor where Yujing lives.
When she came out of the ladder, she still wanted to meet. She hesitated when she walked to the front of the house and finally chose to ring the doorbell of Yujing first.
There was no movement in the room when the doorbell rang.
Song city to knock on the door, still no one came to open the door.
At the same time, there was a cleaning aunt pushing a cleaning car to stop in front of Yutingchuan’s house.
Don’t aunt waist intercom to talk from time to time.
Aunt took out her room card and opened the door.