After asking the staff at the nurse station to determine the ward, Lin Qinghan walked to the door and knocked on the door, but the door was soon opened from the inside.
The person who opened the door was a woman wearing a black striped trench coat with a white shirt inside and two buttons open at the neckline, elegant and sexy. She looks like an oriental face, with a shawl and long hair that is slightly curled and has a good temperament. There was a hint of inquiry on Lin Qinghan's delicate face when he saw Lin Qinghan, and this face was somewhat familiar. But Lin Qinghan didn't want to explore too much at this time, just suppressed his emotions and said coldly: "Is Qu Mojing here?"
Sure enough, the other party could understand Chinese, and after dispersing in surprise, he stepped aside: "Yes, you are her family..."
Lin Qinghan didn't want to listen to her, so he immediately opened the door and went in, and walked quickly to Qu Mojing's hospital bed. This is a single ward, the environment is very good, Qu Mojing is lying on the bed, with a white gauze wrapped around his head, his face is frighteningly pale.
She frowned and seemed very uncomfortable, Lin Qinghan looked carefully, her head was bandaged, her sleeves were rolled up, and gauze was pasted on her elbows. Enduring the pain in her eyes, she lifted the quilt and checked carefully. There was also a wound on her leg. She gritted her lower teeth, turned to look at the familiar woman, and said in a low voice, "Who are you? Why are you here? ?"
The woman had just been completely ignored by her. Seeing her anxious and distressed appearance before, she also knew that this person was very important to her. She rubbed her brows and said softly, "I'm sorry, but I accidentally bumped into Miss Qu while driving, so she fell."
Lin Qinghan looked depressed, looking at the woman's eyes as cold as knives: "Miss Fu should reflect on the accident while driving at school, and don't treat the safety of others' lives as child's play."
Fu Shuyan was stunned: "You know me?"
Lin Qinghan glanced at her lightly, ignored her, and just looked at Qu Mojing carefully: "Besides hurting her head, where else is she hurt? Have you taken a CT scan, is there anything wrong? Is it serious?"
Her fingers were lightly touching the edge of the gauze, and she didn't dare to touch it hard. The thought of hitting such an important part of her head made her heart tense, and she didn't have the time to answer Fu Shuyan's doubts.
At first glance, Lin Qinghan is the kind of person who is cold and quiet. Seeing her asking a series of questions, Fu Shuyan is a little amused and a little moved: "I have checked, the doctor said that there is a moderate concussion and some soft tissue contusions, but no intracranial hemorrhage has been found so far. She woke up once and said she was dizzy and nauseated, and she fell asleep in the afternoon."
Lin Qinghan frowned when she heard it. She was sitting beside the hospital bed and saw that Qu Mojing had a drip on her right hand. The air conditioner was turned on in the ward, but her hands were still cold. Carefully covering Qu Mojing's hand in the palm of his hand, Lin Qinghan looked at the drowsy person with distressed eyes.
It was fine before, but it happened in two or three days. The last time I saw her lying down for an infusion was the flu in high school. Originally, I had a headache that time, but now I have hurt my head again. The more I think about Lin Qinghan, the more uncomfortable it is.
Fu Shuyan has seen big scenes, and has lived for more than 30 years. She has seen all kinds of people, but she felt guilty and chilled just after being caught by Lin Qinghan. She became more curious when she thought of the other party calling out her surname just now.
Although she is well-known in the design world, she is not a celebrity. Except for people in the industry and some fans, no one can recognize her.
As far as this girl's performance is concerned, it is better to say that she is her fan, or it is better to say that she is the fan named Qu Mojing on the bed, which means that she has had an intersection with her. She stared at Lin Qinghan for a long time, but still didn't remember it.
However, she looked at Lin Qinghan's treatment of Qu Mojing, this girl likes that person, she has hurt her sweetheart like this, and it's good to freeze her a few eyes.
At that time, after the car accident, Qu Mojing's mobile phone was run over by her car. When she woke up, she called to the school to ask for leave, but she refused to contact her family and friends. Fu Shuyan can understand even when he is abroad, so he thought about taking care of her in the hospital and arranging someone to take care of her, but since her girlfriend is here, she can go to work first.
"I'm sorry, I still have something to deal with. I will pay the compensation that should be paid. I will leave you my mobile phone number. If you have anything, please contact me. I will come to see her when I am done."
"She doesn't need you to come, I'll be fine." Lin Qinghan said something coolly without turning his head, causing Fu Shuyan to laugh or cry.
She packed her bags and was about to go out, but Qu Mojing whispered "Qinghan" over there, so shocked that Lin Qinghan completely changed, she leaned over and said in a soft voice: "Mojing, are you awake? Don't be afraid. , I'm here, I'm here."
Qu Mojing had a splitting headache, and only felt her brain was twitching. She had just fallen asleep and had a dream, in which Lin Qinghan looked cold. She finally mustered up the courage to confess, but the other party sneered: "I liked you so much back then, but you refused to accept it. Now I like others."
Her aura was strong and cold, and she didn't restrain her at all. The pressure on Qu Mojing was so suffocating. What made her uncomfortable the most was that she was close to the Lu Yu in the photo, with a gentle and sweet expression, which made her feel at once. woke up.
Subconsciously called Lin Qinghan's name, but immediately heard her voice, Qu Mojing reluctantly endured the headache and opened his eyes, seeing that familiar and eager face.
She was still very soft to herself, without the harsh words and indifference in her dreams. Although she was dizzy, she couldn't help but smile.
Seeing her eyes open, Lin Qinghan hurriedly asked, "Does the headache hurt? Do you feel a little dizzy? Do you want to drink water?"
Qu Mojing, warmed by the eager concern in her tone, opened her eyes and shook her head subconsciously, and then a strong dizziness hit her, which made her face change suddenly, and then she couldn't restrain the nausea, and she opened her mouth dry. vomited.
Seeing her struggling to get up, Lin Qinghan hurriedly hugged her: "It's okay, if you want to vomit, don't move around." Then she quickly put her right hand to her mouth, and hurriedly took out paper.
Fu Shuyan, who was about to go out, hurried over to hand over the paper, and then handed over the trash can. Qu Mojing turned his head and spit it out. She didn't eat anything, and she vomited once when she woke up before, but she could only vomit some sour water.
Lin Qinghan listened to her painful vomiting, and her heart felt unbearably distressed. Fu Shuyan saw that her eyes were red, but she held back.
There was some emotion in his eyes, and he was about to speak, and the person who patted Qu Mojing's back lightly raised his head and said word by word, "Trouble, Fu, Design, Design, Shi, call a doctor!"
Fu Shuyan raised his feet subconsciously, but felt very shameless. He wanted to say something, but the other party lowered his head and coaxed him: "Are you feeling a little more comfortable, are you still disgusting? Don't try too hard, I'll hug you."
Is this little girl from the acting department? This face has become too fast.
Qu Mojing vomited and felt dizzy, her whole body was so weak that she felt soft in Lin Qinghan's arms. Lin Qinghan carefully let her lie down, and Qu Mosheng said weakly, "dirty, go wash your hands."
Lin Qinghan took a tissue for her to wipe her face, and said softly, "You didn't spit on my hands, it's not dirty."
Qu Mojing suddenly felt like crying. She was still very scared when she lost consciousness. She just wanted to understand her own thoughts. If she died like this, she would be very unwilling to think about it. Lin Qinghan's indifference in the dream, and Lin Qinghan's extreme tenderness in reality made her feel aggrieved inexplicably.
She opened her red eyes and looked at Lin Qinghan, closed it again, and muttered, "I don't want to look at you, it makes me dizzy."
Qu Mojing is particularly soft and childish when she is ill. Lin Qinghan already understands it very well, and coaxes her with a pursed mouth and a low smile: "Okay, then don't look at it. The doctor will come and let him examine you."
Fu Shuyan brought the attending doctor over, briefly inquired about the symptoms of the next Qu Mojing, and then carefully looked at the pupils of the next Qu Mojing. The blood pressure and heart rate were normal. The doctor smiled and comforted Lin Qinghan and Qu Mojing: "It's a sequelae caused by a concussion. It's a little hard, but it shows that there are no more serious problems such as intracranial hemorrhage, so please rest assured. Observe for two days and make sure there is no bleeding. You can go back to training."
"Thank you doctor."
"This is my business card. If you have something to contact me, I really should go." Fu Shuyan handed her a business card from his bag.
Lin Qinghan took the business card without giving her a look, but left four words: "Drive carefully."
Fu Shuyan gritted his teeth angrily, how could there be such a careful woman.
She was also quite frightened when she bumped into someone today. She didn't even look at her phone. Thinking of the reason why she was distracted, her eyes darkened. When she opened the phone, there was a red dot behind the person's name. Her heart beat a little faster, and she hesitated to click it.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"What happened?"
"You can't get through on the phone, what's wrong?"
Looking at a few unanswered calls from unfamiliar people, Fu Shuyan's originally depressed mood suddenly improved, and after a while she replied, "There was a car accident and I'm in the hospital."
After Fu Shuyan left, Lin Qinghan hurriedly poured a cup of warm water and helped Qu Mosheng up: "Come and rinse your mouth first."
She carefully fed the water: "Slow down."
Qu Mojing closed her eyes and leaned into her arms. The person leaning behind her embraced the soft fragrance and gently wiped her mouth. Although she was still dizzy and nauseated, she was extremely relieved.
Thinking of the conversation between Lin Qinghan and Fu Shuyan just now, Qu Mojing's mouth curled up: "Did you recognize her?"
Lin Qinghan's hand moved for a while, and Qu Mojing asked this. She couldn't help but think of the scene she saw that day. He swallowed softly, "Yeah."
"You had a bad tone with her just now." Qu Mojing was distracted by the headache, and didn't notice that the rhythmic heartbeat behind him was much faster.
Lin Qinghan pursed his lips, and his voice was cold and stuffy: "It was she who hit you and hurt your head. It's good that I didn't hit anyone. Do you still miss me and Yan Yuese?"
Qu Mojing laughed sullenly, but immediately tightened her body and took a low breath.
Lin Qinghan lowered his head nervously: "Have a headache?"
Qu Mojing shook his head: "It's okay."
Lin Qinghan frowned and suddenly thought of something. He groped with his fingers along Qu Mo's waist. Qu Mojing was wearing a hospital gown and it was very itchy when she touched it. Hissed.
"Are you still injured?" Lin Qinghan took a breath, and without waiting for her answer, she lifted up her wide clothes, revealing a soft and fair waist.
"No, don't..." Qu Mojing felt her face get hot, she stretched out her hand to pull her clothes, but was pinned down by Lin Qinghan.
Qu Mojing's waist and abdomen are very white, and her waist is thin, so she has a romantic temptation when she lifts it up, but her original charming thoughts have been dispelled by the bruises. There was a bruise on Qu Mojing's right rib cage, and some skin was scratched. Lin Qinghan's heart was blocked, and he didn't say a word.
Feeling her silence, Qu Mojing reluctantly turned her head and patted her: "Is it green there? It hurts a bit, but the doctor said it was just a contusion, not a bone, but it hurts a little when I laugh."
Lin Qinghan still didn't make a sound, but her fingers lightly landed next to the bruise, and she touched it carefully. Anyone could feel the pity in her actions: "It must have been painful at the time."
Qu Mojing felt a shudder when her fingertips swiped, she was a little flustered, and subconsciously said: "It's okay, in fact, I lost consciousness and didn't feel much pain at that time."
She originally wanted to comfort Lin Qinghan, but she didn't know how much impact this sentence brought to Lin Qinghan. Her fingers were clenched at this moment, her heart clenched with pain, and a sense of fear hit her back in an instant. Even though Qu Mojing was still in her arms, she still couldn't erase this fear.
She took a deep breath and held back the wetness in her eyes. After releasing Qu Mojing, she slowly sat on the chair and was about to say something when the phone rang. She looked down and frowned slightly. .
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