The warm and fragrant nephrite fell into his arms, Cheng Lang's breathing tightened, and the tachycardia and hypoxia suddenly hit him like a surge.
Gao Rui's expression changed drastically, and he hurried over, ignoring Xu Qiao, looked at Cheng Lang and cried out worriedly: "Mr. Cheng..."
"Send to the hospital." Cheng Lang's breath sounded a little unsteady, and he bowed his back, as if he wanted to hug him horizontally, but his hands stopped an inch away from the bend of Xu Qiao's legs.
Gao Rui glanced at Cheng Lang's strange face and gradually wet temples, turned his body to block Wen Yue's sight, and stretched out his hand, "Let me do it, Mr. Cheng."
Cheng Lang was silent, let go of his stiff hands, and after Gao Ruili picked him up, he untied his suit and put it on Xu Qiao's back, and then walked towards the elevator.
"Cheng..." Wen Yue watched the man leave without seeing her as nothing, and smiled in a daze.
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Xu Qiao had a distant dream in her coma.
In the dream, she was dark and thin, and moved from the small fishing village in the south to the bustling North City with her father.
On the first day of the transfer, the teacher asked her on the podium if she was not used to the new living environment.
She blurted out that yes, the school here does not allow slippers to be worn, and it is too uncomfortable to run around like before.
As a result, the whole class roared with laughter.
During the break between classes, she heard a group of girls discussing in the corridor: "Can you bear her talking? That accent is too weird, like someone from the country."
"What do you mean by resemblance? Is it good or not? The clothes are also very vulgar, and the old hats that don't know how to spend money."
"Then let her father buy a school that can run around for her!"
In the dream, she didn't hide in the stairwell and cry secretly like she did back then, and then when her father asked her if she was being bullied, she said that she was just homesick, but walked up to those people and treated them like she is today. Raised his hand.
It was at this time that the dream became bizarre.
It was as if a hole had been broken in a well-built set, the dazzling light broke in suddenly, the smell of disinfectant spread everywhere, and countless chaotic sounds drilled into the eardrums up and down—the siren of the ambulance, the cry of a child, the treatment There was a clear sound from the car hitting the bed rail, followed by two male voices.
"Mr. Cheng, I'm here. You should go back to the National Exhibition Center first."
"Um."
The next moment, Xu Qiao's raised hand fell to the ground with a "snap".
Cheng Lang, who had just turned around, was stunned by the unexpected palm, and then turned to look at the culprit on the hospital bed.
Xu Qiao woke herself up alive, thinking how Zhao Baoxing's face feels so good, there is even a trace of Q bullets in the tightness, and when she opened her eyes, she saw her hands stretching their teeth and claws in mid-air. Wavy buttocks.
Cheng Lang looked down at her, a crack appeared on his usual calm face.
Xu Qiao looked back at him ignorantly, and blinked twice in a daze.
Gao Rui hiccupped in fright, took a second to sort out the cause and effect, and hurriedly smoothed things over: "Miss Xu woke up? You just fainted suddenly, and now you are in the emergency room for infusion..." He pretended to be nonchalant, trying to help the two of them. The stalemate was over, and when she looked at the back of Xu Qiao's needle-pricked hand, she found that there was no way to reveal it, "Ah, wait, did you hit Mr. Cheng with this hand just now?"
Xu Qiao carefully retracted her right hand inch by inch: "Is it...? I don't know..."
Reminded by Gao Ruiyi, Cheng Lang came back to his senses, closed his eyes to suppress the complicated emotions and discomfort: "Ask someone to see if the needle slipped."
The nurse came over to check in a hurry, and quickly pulled out the needle while saying "why so careless".
This moment of pain woke up Xu Qiao completely. Seeing that the nurse was about to give the needle again, she withdrew her hand and sat up on the bed: "Wait a minute... what kind of needle is this, do I have to give it?"
"Glucose," the nurse in the emergency department was so busy that he didn't touch the ground, his attitude was naturally not very polite, "Miss, please cooperate and don't delay my work."
"You go to take care of other patients, can't I stop beating you?" Xu Qiao pressed the back of her hand tightly and discussed with her mouth pursed.
The nurse glanced at the blood glucose monitor, and said to Cheng Lang, "It's basically stable, and it's okay not to take a beating. If the family members have no objections."
"beat."
"He's not my family member!" Xu Qiao turned to stare at Cheng Lang, "The nurses even said that the beatings can be stopped, what are you doing?"
"Sorry, Miss Nurse," Cheng Lang didn't answer her, but only said to the nurse, "Please continue to infuse her."
Xu Qiao still wanted to struggle, when she heard the nurse calling from the bed next to the curtain, she couldn't hold on any longer, she gritted her teeth and stretched out her right hand, turning her head as if dying: "Then, give me a lighter..."
Cheng Lang picked up the suit draped over her arms and put it on her head.
"..." This is not how the heroine covers her eyes in TV dramas. What's the matter, do you feel that you don't need to feel sorry for her when you find out that she has excellent fighting power
Xu Qiao was covered by a heavy suit and couldn't see anything. She felt that the nurse was fastening her cuff, and her other hand fumbled around her in a panic.
Cheng Lang lowered his eyes and stepped back to avoid it.
The nurse was on Xu Qiao's side at this time: "Hey, how did you become a boyfriend? Why are you hiding, but let her hold your hand."
Xu Qiao: "?!" Although he is not a boyfriend, what's the matter with this man
Cheng Lang: "..." Is this kind of thing still being said
Taking advantage of Xu Qiao's loss of sight, Gao Rui immediately handed his arm to her hand.
Unexpectedly, after meeting Xu Qiao, she pushed "Cheng Lang" away in disgust: "No more!"
Cheng Lang falsely pointed at Gao Rui, and before expressing his dissatisfaction with his meddling, he suddenly heard a burst of thoughts coming through the fabric of the suit: "The teacher asked Xiao Ming to use 'yes, yes, and' to make sentences, and Xiao Ming replied: —I was a guest at my grandmother’s house yesterday, and my grandmother gave me a chicken leg. After I finished eating, I asked if there was any more, and my grandmother said, yes, yes, and more!”
Cheng Lang, Gao Rui, and the nurse: "?"
Xu Qiao clutched the bed sheet tightly with her fingers, and said louder and louder in a deceptive manner, which meant "as long as I tell jokes fast enough, the needle won't hurt me": "The nurse who patrols the room sees the patient He’s drinking, remind him—be careful! The patient replied with a smile—little baby!” She heard the nurse and Gao Rui laughing non-stop, and opened their suits dissatisfied, “Why don’t you tie it up? Pay attention and tie it down!"
The nurse quickly pushed the needle and released the cuff: "I'm sorry, this joke is too funny."
Xu Qiao blinked her red eyes, not knowing whether it was from pain or grievance: "This is what I told myself..."
The nurse looked at Cheng Lang with an admiring look of "I haven't seen such a self-reliant and self-improvement coaxing myself to get an injection for many years, your girlfriend is really talented", and pushed the treatment cart away: "In the future, feed your girlfriend more." , she won’t need to be needled.”
Cheng Lang didn't intend to explain his relationship with Xu Qiao to unrelated people, so he smiled and nodded to express his gratitude to the nurse.
Xu Qiao was so stunned that she forgot to explain, she stared blankly at her "boyfriend" and sniffed, "Ah? Didn't I faint from laughing?"
"Just starving."
"..." What is the art of speaking? Just five words, without gorgeous rhetoric, but it makes people feel the feeling of "I thought you were terminally ill and sent you to the hospital in a hurry, but you are just fucking hungry".
"What do you want to eat? Ask Gao Tezhu to buy it."
Xu Qiao seldom feels hungry recently, and even when she was in hypoglycemia, she didn't feel much appetite. After thinking about it for a long time, she raised a little interest: "Hmm...crab dumpling in soup, fresh shrimp rice rolls, shortbread with preserved vegetables, Have another Americano.
"It's too greasy," Cheng Lang turned his head and told Gao Rui, "Give her a bowl of porridge."
Xu Qiao laughed angrily: "Then why are you asking me?"
"Can you feel hungry without asking?"
Xu Qiao hadn't figured out whether he really had such good intentions, or was he just waiting for an opportunity to avenge his ass, when he heard his next question: "Do you need to change to a single room for you?"
She shook her head. Moving around may cause the needle to slip again.
"Okay," Cheng Lang glanced at his watch, "Then I'll go back to the National Exhibition Center first, you alone..."
"No!" Xu Qiao hurriedly interrupted him, "I've never had an IV in the hospital alone!"
"Gao Tezhu will be back soon."
"He's not counted..." It's too much to say he's not a "person", Xu Qiao pouted, "Not counting as my acquaintance."
Cheng Lang wanted to ask, "Do I count?" He was silent for a while, and said with a deep breath: "Then help you contact your family."
"By the time they get to the hospital, I'll have finished the infusion..."
Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows, meaning he has to spend all he has to do today
Seeing his reluctance, Xu Qiao sighed, lay down and turned her back and muttered: "Well, Mr. Cheng is busy with work, so there is really no need to waste an afternoon for such a poor and weak woman like me. I am a living person. How can it compare to the immovable antiques in the National Exhibition Center?"
Cheng Lang's eyes narrowed a little bit, and there was a little bit of incredulity on his face that he had never seen such a little girl before.
"It doesn't matter, I can endure the torment of the disease alone. Even if there are people coming and going in the emergency room, maybe bumping into me at some point, I will not be afraid. Even if I close my eyes, it will be a nightmare. When the clouds open and the moon shines, you go..."
Xu Qiao turned her head away, staring at the empty bedside, suddenly froze.
It took about three full minutes to digest before she regained her strength and accepted the reality that Cheng Lang had indeed, really left cruelly.
She huddled under the blanket and calmed down for a while, but found that she couldn't calm down, and finally dialed Zhu Li's phone, and vomited black mud like crying.
"A heartless man, this man is a heartless man! Look, when he likes you, he picks you up from work, praises you for being cute, and teases you with his life. When he doesn't like you, you give him an injection, and he avoids you like a plague. On the hospital bed, he left you without saying a word... What kind of politeness, what kind of tenderness and consideration, it's all just for picking up girls! When you find out that you've picked up the wrong person, immediately return to your original nature!"
Zhu Li on the other end was busy socializing at the exhibition, and came to a quiet corner before responding to her: "Don't worry too much about it, this biennale is indeed gathering elites, and there are many bigwigs who usually don't show up easily. Cheng Lang went abroad at the age of fourteen, and his foundation in the country is inevitably not deep enough. He needs these opportunities, so you come and fight with each other, maybe you can increase the position of Lanchen's heir. Losing to this, you will not be ashamed!"
"Oh... so serious? That's fine." Xu Qiao felt better, and turned into a small complaint, "But can't he just say hello to me before leaving?"
"Didn't you say that you just spanked a tiger's ass? People are on fire."
"Then I'm innocent too. I dreamed about what happened when I was in elementary school. I slapped Zhao Baoxing's group of people in my dream. I didn't know it would happen. Oh, why are you so stingy?" Xu Qiao snorted softly, "I'll let you He pays back!"
She had just finished "well", when she suddenly heard a "shua"—the curtain behind her was pulled open.
Turning his head, he saw Cheng Lang standing there with an extra pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. He had been listening to the corner of the wall for some time.
He looked down at her and weighed the tablet in his hand: "Do you want me to return it?"
The author has something to say: Qiaomei: Is this action of weighing the bricks serious? Small movements can hurt so much!
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