"The injury is...the injury is...over there...it's the man's...that place..." The blushing Qianxun stammered, gesturing wildly with his little hands, raising his face sadly, and looking at
Looking at the lanterns hanging on the ceiling of the bedroom, "I think it's best to find an ambulance and take him to a regular large hospital. He looks very bad."
"Okay, I'll call an ambulance and go there first." Chu Xuan stopped joking and agreed simply.
After Qianxun told him the address, he turned off the phone.
Turning his head, he was caught off guard and met Feng Xing's cold eyes, which were as cold as ice, and his mood tightened again, "The call has been made."
"There's no need for an ambulance. I'll drive there myself." He resisted riding in something like that with a blaring siren blaring through the city. The thought of being tied to a stretcher and being carried around always made him feel awkward. Chu Xuan's Hospital
, the distance is not that far, just bear with it, twenty minutes will be up, he glared at Qianxun, and hummed angrily, "Why don't you go change clothes?"
"Change clothes?" She tugged on her nightgown, regretting dressing up so coolly at home. It seemed that her home was not absolutely safe. With CEO Feng as her neighbor, she would be better off wrapping herself up like a mummy every day.
Feng Xing put his hand on his crotch and lowered it, "You must be responsible for what you do."
What she said made sense, and she really couldn't escape the relationship, so Qianxun took her clothes and put them on docilely, supported Fengxing, and walked to the parking lot step by step.
Just walking was already a problem. Although Feng Xing tried his best to endure it without groaning in pain, it was not difficult to see from the exposed veins on his forehead that he was suffering from great pain.
Qianxun's guilt increased invisibly.
When she finally came to his car, she bit her lip and asked softly, "Let me drive."
"Do you have a driver's license??" He looked at her, seemingly surprised, and then couldn't help but wonder, could she really drive with a personality like hers? There was a constant flow of cars and pedestrians coming and going. If she was accidentally scared by someone,
I must have simply closed my eyes, held my head, and resigned myself to fate.
In a sense, driving is also an important way to test your psychological quality.
The most unqualified thing about her is that she is not strong enough and can be easily shocked.
Qianxun was already prepared. When he heard his question, he quickly went to look through the small bag he carried with him. After a while, he took out a small notebook and handed it to him to read.
"Is it okay? You don't have to force it." He was still thinking, hesitating whether to give up the key or not.
"There must be no one on the road now. It doesn't matter. I'll drive slower." She turned her face away, covering up her fleeting excitement.
Popular cars are good cars at first glance. They are expensive, have superior performance, and are as dark blue as the sea. You can feel the blood flowing just by placing your hands on the car body.
She pretended to be careless, but in fact her ears were perked up, and she was observing his movements all the time with the corner of her eyes. She waited for him to nod and immediately took the key.
I haven't driven for a long time.
I haven't had the chance to touch it since I left home.
How could she not be excited when she unexpectedly encountered such a good opportunity, driving a top-notch car? Even if the distance was short and she could only drive to the front of the hospital, she didn't want to miss it.