Without waiting for Zhao Dong to speak, she asked again: "Why are you so desperate for that woman? What if there is no one in the car, what if someone is sure that you will go there, what if there is an ambush in the car, what will you do?"
How many heads can be lost?"
Although Meng Jiao's tone was stern and reprimanding, it was full of deep worry and a hint of jealousy that could not be resolved.
Zhao Dong suddenly realized that he was really slow-minded. So she was angry because of this?
Although he thought it was funny, he didn't dare to show it. He hurriedly promised: "I smashed the car window because of her, but this injury is because of you! Really, I really didn't know where they came from at first.
I think, even if you lose this arm, you won’t be wronged at all!”
Meng Jiao didn't speak, but her steps were a little panicked. After taking a few more steps, she finally spoke, and her tone seemed to have changed. "Um...does it still hurt?"
A little apologetic, a little shy, especially the little daughter look on her face, Zhao Dong was stunned on the spot.
He rarely saw Meng Jiao like this, so he couldn't help teasing her: "Hey...don't tell me, I didn't feel anything just now, this will really hurt..."
Before Zhao Dong could finish speaking, his mouth was blocked by two bright red lips.
The alluring aroma comes to your nose, the light aroma is mixed with the malty aroma of beer, and there is a faint lilac tongue swimming freely between your lips and teeth.
Zhao Dong was stunned for a while, and then he instinctively reached out to grab it, only to pull the wound on his arm. This time it really hurt, and he grimaced in pain.
Meng Jiao hurriedly left and said angrily: "Why are you moving?"
Zhao Dong was angry and funny, "You still blame me?"
Meng Jiao rolled her eyes, "It's your fault. Who told you to provoke me? You deserve it!"
Seeing Zhao Dong's face turn pale, she hugged her arm again, "Does it still hurt?"
Zhao Dong giggled and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it's much better than before."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on Meng Jiao's pretty face.
When he saw the two red lips tightly pressed together, he seemed to have thought of a certain scene, and his heart beat wildly.
Meng Jiao noticed something strange about Zhao Dong, turned her head and looked aside and said, "Not now, I'll wait until you get better."
There was no words for the rest of the journey, but Zhao Dong always felt that there was a strange atmosphere entangled between the two of them.
Queuing up, registering, and paying, Meng Jiao ran all by herself without letting Zhao Dong interfere.
Zhao Dong watched from a distance and suddenly felt absent-minded. If the mistake with Sophie hadn't started, if he could find a woman like Meng Jiao as his wife, his life would be considered worthwhile, right?
However, this thought only passed through his mind for a moment, and was soon suppressed in his heart.
Zhao Dong even looked down on himself. He had clearly said before that he was responsible for Sophie, but now he had fantasies about other women. What was the difference between that and Chen Shimei?
But there was another voice in her heart asking, Sophie didn't regard her as her husband at all. Forget the ridicule and contempt in the past, if she hadn't bumped into him today, would she have taken that man home?
Since she doesn't cherish this fate, is it worth it for her to do this?
Just when Zhao Dong was thinking wildly, Meng Jiao had already completed all the procedures, "Let's go."
Seeing a layer of fine beads of sweat forming on her forehead and her breathing becoming somewhat rapid, Zhao Dong was inexplicably moved and couldn't help but want to reach out to touch her. However, Sophie's appearance popped into his mind, making him stop abruptly.
Meng Jiao didn't notice anything strange and accompanied Zhao Dong to the treatment room.
Since no muscles or bones were injured, it was just a simple debridement surgery, with stitches and a bandage. The whole process lasted for 20 minutes.
"Wait for me here for a while, and I'll get you medicine." Meng Jiao walked quickly to the pharmacy.
Zhao Dong was looking for a place to smoke a cigarette, but when he turned around, he was stunned on the spot. An acquaintance happened to walk across from him, it was Shu Qing.
Shu Qing lowered her head and was not in a good mood. She did not notice Zhao Dong immediately.
Today was originally her night shift, but she had a fight with Cui Jian that night. For some inexplicable reason, it was because of Zhao Dong.
Shu Qing knew what Cui Jian was thinking. At the end of the month, there would be a professional title evaluation, and he wanted to pass Zhao Dong and take the path of Dean Huang.
For this reason, he also bought himself the latest Apple mobile phone as a gift.
But Shu Qing couldn't figure it out. What did he regard herself as, a tool?
Let yourself beg Zhao Dong. Has he considered his own feelings?
If she really opened her mouth like this, wouldn't it be tantamount to bowing down to Sophie? She was also a woman's pride, so she didn't allow herself to do this!
Shu Qing now even wonders if she made a stupid decision when she gave up on Zhao Dong?
Shu Qing was tangled in her heart, and Zhao Dong also didn't know how to face it. He was planning to find a place to avoid it before the other party noticed.
The result was unexpected. With a cry of surprise, two women who were not supposed to meet collided with each other!