For a while, he only considered whether he would be bumped into and misunderstood, but forgot to ask him where to take me. When I reacted, the car had stopped in front of the hospital.
hospital!
I suddenly felt cold all over my body, and my blood coagulated...
"Why take me here?" I took a breath and asked coldly.
He didn't pay attention to my changing mood, he said without changing his face: "What are you talking about? Or... You have made up your mind to be a lame? Then I'm fine, I can send you back right away." , He smiled wickedly at me as if suddenly waking up.
Without time to joke with him, I shouted at him: "I'm not going to the hospital!"
Don't go to the hospital, don't go to the place where death and sickness are everywhere.
"Why?" He looked at me in confusion, and laughed again "suddenly", "So you really want to be a lame!"
His arrogant appearance made me even more irritated, and I yelled at him hysterically: "I said I won't go to the hospital! Are you deaf or mentally retarded?"
His dull nerves also gradually felt that something was wrong, changed his playful attitude, and said softly: "Yiting, stop making trouble, let's see the injury on the leg."
"I'm not going to the hospital..." I said, pushing away his extended hand, standing up and trying to walk towards the road, but fell to the ground again because of a leg injury.
He ran over nervously to help me, "Are you okay?"
I pushed him away again, begging: "I won't go to the hospital, don't take me to the hospital..."
Since the car accident, I have never been to the hospital again, and my mother (adoptive mother) will not take me to the hospital. I have a family doctor. The hospital is the hell of my soul, and it always evokes endless nightmares.
He was frightened by my desperate look, and he held my shoulder anxiously, trying to calm me down, "Yiting, what's the matter with you?"
I grabbed his hand and murmured: "I won't go to the hospital, I won't go to the hospital..."
He compromised and said softly: "Okay, don't go to the hospital. But what about your injury?" He was worried again.
Hearing the words "Don't go to the hospital", I gradually recovered some sense and looked at him gratefully, "Take me home, there is a doctor at home."
He won't know how scared I am, afraid of those nightmares coming like a storm.
When Wan Tengfeng sent me to the door of the house, Ye Yuli, who was so drunk last night, just came out of the door with his silver Ferrari, and stopped the car after seeing Wan Tengfeng and I.
With messy hair, he opened the car door and walked down, looking at us blankly, a trace of complex emotions flashing in his eyes, fleeting.
Why is it cool? baffling!
"Who is he?" Ye Yuli stared at Wan Tengfeng and asked me coldly.
This ungrateful guy, because I was so kind to him last night, why didn't he die
"What's your business?" I looked at him angrily. Don't even think that I will be gentle with him in his life.
He came over suddenly and dragged me off the bike.
Son of a bitch-
Before I finished scolding, I fell to the ground severely.