Seeing Qianxing agreeing, Ruan Yin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. After a moment of silence, he suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Qianxing's hand, and made a request cautiously, saying: "Then... I'll let you sit down now.
Is it okay to fly over at night?"
The thing happened so suddenly, Qianxing still hadn't recovered her senses, and she didn't reply for a moment when she heard Ruan Yin's words.
Seeing this, Ruan Yin quickly said: "I also know that it is not good for you to travel far away in such a hurry... The main reason is that I have to rush to my friend's place at six or seven tomorrow morning, and it is really too late to fly back, so I can only ask you
Please help me go over and see him...just promise me, okay?"
What can Qianxing say?
For so many days, she ate from others, lived with them, and enjoyed their kindness to her with peace of mind. In the end, she failed to fulfill even Ruan Yin's simplest entrustment.
At this moment, she couldn't even say a word of rejection.
Ruan Yin immediately took out her suitcase and helped Qianxing pack a few clothes and put them in it.
Qianxing changed her clothes and walked out of the bathroom. Seeing this situation, she couldn't help but be stunned, "Why do you still need to bring clothes?"
"Just in case." Ruan Yin said, "In case something unexpected happens, you also have clothes you can change into."
Qianxing shrugged and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter to me. I've experienced all kinds of emergencies. It doesn't matter whether you bring clothes or not."
"Then take it with you too." Ruan Yin said, "You just live your life haphazardly, why don't you be more thoughtful?"
Qianxing said nothing more.
After packing her things, Ruan Yin drove her to the airport, bought a ticket for the nearest flight, and gave Qianxing a lot of instructions before sending her to the security check.
Qianxing's head was dizzy all the way, and it was still the same now. After passing the security check, boarding the plane, and arriving at Bincheng after more than two hours of flight, her head seemed to have never been clear.
After getting off the plane, she turned on her mobile phone to look at the address Ruan Yin sent her, reluctantly took a taxi and headed straight away.
This is the house that Huo Jinbei rented here, in a relatively new neighborhood near the hospital.
Qianxing followed the residents in the community through the door and soon arrived at Huo Jinbei's door.
When she raised her hand to knock on the door, she suddenly paused.
For a moment, she wondered what she was doing, but before she could figure out the answer to this question, her hand had already disobediently slapped the security door in front of her.
Qianxing looked at his hand speechlessly.
However, after waiting for about thirty seconds and receiving no response from behind the door, the disobedient hand knocked on the door again.
Still no movement.
At this moment, Qianxing couldn't help but recall the first time she met Huo Jinbei -
Could it be that he got sick so quickly and fainted inside?
Qianxing couldn't help shouting twice: "Huo Jinbei? Huo Jinbei!"
No one responded.
She quickly took out her mobile phone, dialed Huo Jinxi's number, and continued to bang on the door, "Huo Jinbei! Huo Jinbei!"
No one answered the phone on the other end, and no one responded when knocking on the door. Just when Qianxing was considering whether to kick the door open, a familiar yet slightly strange voice suddenly came from behind—
"it's here."
Qianxing suddenly turned around and saw the original missing person.
Huo Jinbei was standing a few steps behind her, still wearing the same clothes he was wearing when he left Tongcheng in the morning, carrying his black backpack, and still had the same suitcase at his feet.
He looked like he had just gotten off the plane.
Qianxing was stunned.
When Huo Jinbei saw her, the surprise in his eyes seemed to have not subsided, but his eyes were particularly bright.
Qianxing felt guilty when he saw him, and could only ask first, "Aren't you on a plane at noon? Why didn't you get here until now?"
"I went directly to the hospital after getting off the plane, had a meeting, and read some medical records." Huo Jinbei replied.
His voice was slightly hoarse and his nasal sound was a little obvious. Qianxing's heart trembled uncontrollably, and then he gritted his teeth and said sharply: "Then why didn't you answer the call?"
Huo Jinbei then took out his mobile phone and showed her the interface of the mobile phone, "It's a meeting, mute it."
After saying that, he stepped forward, took out the key and opened the door, and turned to look at her, "So, what about you?"
Qianxing raised her head to meet his gaze, feeling her breath suffocate slightly. When she came to her senses, she said coldly: "According to your mother's decree, I came here to see you."
Huo Jinbei had already opened the door and walked in, then turned back to look at her, as if asking her if she wanted to come in.
Qianxing thought about the instructions she received before boarding the plane and the contents of her suitcase, and finally entered the door.
Huo Jinbei changed his slippers, found a spare pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and gave them to her, and then said, "What are you looking at me for?"
"She thinks you have a cold." Qianxing looked at two pairs of identical slippers, then turned to look at the neat and clean floor of the house, and finally put on the pair of men's slippers.
Upon hearing this answer, Huo Jinbei just said "Huh" lightly.
Qianxing became furious when she heard this reaction. She turned to look at him and said, "So do you have a cold?"
"Yes." Huo Jinbei replied.
Qianxing didn't expect that he would answer so frankly and directly——
Based on his past performance, shouldn't he be arrogant and deny that he is sick? Why did he admit it like this?
During the pause, Qianxing could not help but speak again: "Is... is it because I asked you to take a taxi that you caught a cold?"
When Huo Jinbei heard this, he glanced at her again, and then said slowly: "That's not necessarily the case."
Qianxing's eyes stared at him instantly.
Huo Jinbei then added: "It's also possible that I caught a cold during the afternoon meeting because the heater in the hospital conference room was broken."
Then it's not her responsibility?
When Qianxing heard his answer, she wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but she couldn't.
She dragged her suitcase to the middle of the living room, put it down, opened the zipper, and took out a series of things Ruan Yin had prepared.
When she stood up, Huo Jinbei stood in front of her. Qianxing bumped into him angrily, "I'll lend you the kitchen."
Huo Jin Beishun pointed out the location of the kitchen to her. Qianxing walked straight in, not knowing what she was fussing about. The kitchen knife and chopping board collided loudly in her hands again.
Huo Jinbei sat down on the sofa Anxin, and after waiting for about ten minutes, he saw Qianxing walking out with a small bowl.
Then, a bowl of all-too-familiar ginger tea appeared in front of him.
Qianxing heard Ruan Yin say that Huo Jinbei didn't like the taste of ginger, but he had a cold now and he had to drink this ginger tea.
So Qianxing crossed his arms, looked at him condescendingly, and said coldly: "Drink."