A pair of black Martin boots, a pair of tight black jeans on the lower body, outlining an almost perfect body curve, a black turtleneck sweater on the upper body, and a windbreaker on the outside. She also held a bag of fruit in her hand.
With her long ponytail floating freely, she looked like a black rose growing in the wind.
In his life, Jiang Qiao has never seen such a sassy woman.
"Does it look good?" the rose-like woman suddenly smiled.
"Good-looking." Jiang Qiao met her eyes and nodded.
Only then did he see the other person's face clearly.
There is a sense of heroism between his eyebrows, but his eyes are sharp and gentle at the same time.
"You kid is really interesting." After listening to Jiang Qiao's words, she laughed so hard that her body trembled slightly, and then she said seriously, as if she had changed her face: "So, can you answer my question?"
Jiang Qiao raised his right hand: "Go straight over there, then turn left, it's right next to it."
Before he finished speaking, the wind-like woman had already passed by Jiangqiao, and her raised hair brushed the tip of his nose.
Jiang Qiao couldn't help but sneeze as he watched her leaving.
Yeah, lavender scented shampoo.
.......
Jiang Qiao walked to the counter in the lobby on the first floor. There was a lot of people in the lobby, mostly patients and their families who were in pain or numbness, as well as busy medical staff.
While the counter staff was checking the information, he looked around and suddenly saw a black sports motorcycle parked at the entrance of the hospital.
Judging from Jiang Qiao's superficial knowledge, it was a Kawasaki Ninja, and it was a very expensive one.
He immediately thought of the woman he just met.
The perfect body shape is in line with his understanding of the rose.
However, this had nothing to do with him, so he didn't take it to heart, glanced at it, and looked away.
People who are destined to have no intersection have too small hearts and it is difficult to hold them.
...
"Hello, are you Cheng Ruoxi's family member? Scan the QR code or cash?" The voice of the medical staff brought him back to reality.
"Scan the code." Jiang Qiao opened Cheng Ruoxi's mobile phone, thinking that he could finally open her WeChat in a legitimate manner.
Unexpectedly, her WeChat chat interface is simple, with only a few lines of chat history.
And they all belong to her parents and Jiang Qiao.
Jiang Qiao glanced at the note she had set for him: Erqiao.
Jiang Qiao opened the QR code with a black face, paid the bill, and turned off the screen. It is always not good to look at other people's privacy secretly.
After getting the bill, Jiang Qiao took a breath of cold air. He knew the hospital burned money, but he didn't know it burned so much.
After trying to calm down, he suddenly thought, should Cheng Ruoxi's parents be notified of such a big matter?
So, he used Cheng Ruoxi's mobile phone to send a message to Cheng's mother, and later sent a message to Cheng Ruoxi's class teacher to indicate her current situation.
The head teacher's reply was very quick, and the content was probably to take good care of your health, and she would come to the hospital to see Cheng Ruoxi in person at noon.
On the other hand, Cheng's father and Cheng's mother haven't heard from each other for a long time, maybe they are too busy.
After doing all this, he took advantage of the sunshine and ran to the fruit shop opposite the hospital to buy some fruits.
"Hiss... Apples cost four yuan per catty, oranges cost seven yuan per catty... Doesn't this make the patient's family even worse?" Jiang Qiao walked out of the fruit shop with a look of pain on his face.
He was holding a big bag of fruit in his hand.
But when I thought that I bought it for Cheng Ruoxi, the painful feeling dissipated in an instant.
While waiting at the red light on the side of the road, he suddenly saw a figure walking out of the hospital door.
His dashing figure made passers-by look back frequently.
It was the woman he met in the hospital asking for directions.
She walked steadily towards the black Kawasaki Ninja, took a long step and sat on it.
A black motorcycle helmet was put on her head, and the sound came rolling in. Jiang Qiao watched her drive all the way to the end of the road until she disappeared into the city skyline.
...
Jiang Qiao walked into Cheng Ruoxi's ward carrying fruit.
She was lying on her side on the hospital bed, peeling oranges with her hands to eat.
"You're back? What took you so long?" Cheng Ruoxi glanced at him and then got back to eating oranges. There was a pile of orange peels on the table next to her.
Jiang Qiao looked at the fruit in his hand, then at the fruit on the table, and fell into deep thought.
Besides yourself, there is someone else who comes to see Cheng Ruoxi?
He looked inside and outside the ward, but there was no one there.
"Jiang Qiao, come and eat the oranges. These oranges are so sweet." Cheng Ruoxi smiled like a child who got candy. She kept moving her hands, holding the peeled oranges and trying to pass them to Jiang Qiao.
Unexpectedly, this big move involved the tail vertebrae.
Then the smiling face turned into a sad face.
Jiang Qiao quickly put the fruit on the table, then held her hand and helped her adjust her sitting posture.
Cheng Ruoxi's little face shed a few tears, which was quite endearing.
"Jiang Qiao, why did you buy some fruit too?" Cheng Ruoxi sniffed and asked after the pain subsided.
Jiang Qiao replied: "I still want to ask, where did the fruit on your table come from?"
"Oh!" Cheng Ruoxi patted her head, "I almost forgot to tell you that this was brought by a big sister."
Jiang Qiao asked doubtfully: "Eldest sister?"
Cheng Ruoxi nodded: "Well, a cool and sassy sister. She said she was some kind of official and came to me to investigate the violent incident at school."
"Is she a woman wearing a black trench coat with curly hair?" Jiang Qiao described based on his impression.
"That's right." Cheng Ruoxi said immediately, then her eyebrows knitted together: "How do you know?"
"Oh, we just met on the road. She asked me for directions." Jiang Qiao sat on the end of the bed, peeling off the oranges piece by piece and putting them in his mouth.
Sweet yet sour, sour but not astringent. It is indeed an excellent quality orange.
It must be expensive. Jiang Qiao came to a conclusion.
Then, he thought about that woman again, no wonder she was so sassy, she turned out to be that kind of person.
He glanced at the sign on the ward door, 214.
Since she was coming to 214, why did she ask about 213? Jiang Qiao couldn't figure it out. Could it be because of the inherent caution of people like them?
"Jiang Qiao, where is my mobile phone?" Cheng Ruoxi asked.
"Oh." Jiang Qiao finally reacted and took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and handed it to Cheng Ruoxi.
...
Chen Luoxia stopped her motorcycle under an office building in the city center. She took off her helmet and walked into the office building resolutely.
"Hello, Team Leader Chen." Along the way, many formally dressed public officials nodded to say hello to her.
But she just nodded slightly and didn't smile.
People who have worked with her for a long time think that she is a serious facial paralysis who never has any psychological fluctuations.
However, her heart was burning with anger at this moment.
The long hair with slightly curly tips swayed, the heels clicked, and the tapping sound on the tile floor came from far to near.
Damn old Zhao!
What the hell kind of information is this?
It was clearly 214, but he told me without any hesitation that it was 213, causing me to ask among a bunch of old men and old ladies which one was Cheng Ruoxi from No. 1 Middle School!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
"Zhao Pingsheng!" Chen Luoxia threw open the door in front of her and walked in angrily.