Chapter 150： Memories from the past 2 (1/2)
The dazzling purple sports car galloped on the road, and the low roar seemed to vent the owner's anger.
Qingqing sat on the mountain in the passenger seat, looking worriedly at his cold face.
The beautifully-lined jaw line is tight, and his lips are almost to be bitten depressively, and the hands holding the steering wheel are eager to crush them.
Qing Qing was very clear about her current state, she was absolutely angered to the extreme, and she was forcibly suppressing it.
It turned out that she was in such a painful life in the past?
Yes, Qingqing can only use the word pain to describe herself.
Obviously less than a day has passed, but she feels that every minute and every second is torture for'her'.
I'm going to change someone who can't bear it, I'm afraid...
Boom——Boom! ! !
Didi Didi...
Her eyes suddenly flipped, and the chaotic memory frantically attacked Qingqing's brain, causing her to cover her head in pain and wailing.
Gu Qingqing had a car accident, but in her memory, there was another terrifying loud noise.
As if time and space overlap, the chaotic sense of confusion made her passively plunge into a blank.
When he woke up again, he opened his eyes and came to a hospital.
The person lying on the hospital bed is not Qingqing, but Gu Qingqing.
It turns out that this dream has not yet woken up.
Gu Qingqing fell on the hospital bed pale, with bandages wrapped around his body.
Fortunately, the person did not suffer much injury.
She heard the rumors of the kind people who brought her to the hospital, and knew that she was hit because the owner of another car was driving while drunk, and she just suffered an unsuspecting disaster.
The doctor in the hospital asked her to notify her family to take care of her.
Gu Qingqing stretched out his undamaged arm, picked up the phone, and subconsciously called her husband first.
"Hey……"
A familiar male voice came across the phone, Fu Heng's assistant.
"It's me." The weak voice that should have been concealed by the compulsively pretended cold arrogance made it so that the assistant who didn't know much about Qing Qing couldn't notice the slightest difference.
It seems that Gu Qingqing has long been accustomed to checking the post, and the assistant consciously reported the whereabouts of his boss to Gu Qingqing.
"Madam, the chairman has something to do in the afternoon, and he rushed to a foreign country for business trip. He should be on the plane now, it is not convenient to answer the phone."
And the one left is a spare number, which is specially used for emergency needs at this moment.
"..." Gu Qingqing was silent.
Electricity
The assistant on the opposite side waited for a long time, but could only hear the shallow breathing, worried that the chairman’s wife would have something, and could not help cautiously suggesting: "Madam, if you have anything, you can tell me and wait for the chairman to get down fly……"
"Pop! Dududu..."
The phone hangs up crisply.
The unidentified assistant can only lament that his wife's temper is getting worse and worse, guessing that it may be that the menopause is approaching, and then he left the matter behind, getting busy and even forgot to report to the chairman.
On the other side of the hospital, Gu Qingqing held the awkward and polite eyes of the doctor and nurse, and made another call.
This time it was for my eldest son.
The phone rang for a long time before being connected, but what came out was the tired voice of the older son: "Mom?"
"...Are you sleeping?" The words that had been prepared suddenly couldn't be said.
"Well, recently I spent a few nights for a project case and just fell asleep." Fu Sijin didn't hide it.
"Then you have a good rest, mother will not disturb..."
Before he finished speaking, Qing Qing encountered the situation the assistant had just encountered.
She was hung up.
Maybe it's just that the child is too tired, so go to bed in a hurry.
Gu Qingqing could only comfort herself in this way, but the Qingqing who was connected with her couldn't help but grasp the clothes on her chest, open her mouth like a thirsty fish, breathing desperately.
It was so uncomfortable, the heart seemed to be pressed tightly by a boulder, so depressed that it almost exploded.
"This...Miss, are your family members..."
It is all because of the silence in the ward that the doctors and nurses can clearly hear the patient's call.
They have some sympathy in their eyes, and there are no poor patients in the hospital without family care.
But it may be that the other person looks too good-looking.
People are all visual animals. Seeing such a beautiful girl sitting alone on the hospital bed with her pale face left unattended, they feel a little bit distressed uncontrollably.
But this little sympathy was quickly broken by Gu Qingqing himself.
The short-lived fragility was only a moment, and she quickly picked up her proud and noble face again, raised her chin lightly, and stared at the doctor indifferently.
"Does your hospital have nursing staff services? I want to hire two nursing staff to take care of me. In addition, I will be transferred to the best ward here. It is too shabby."
Very good, plainly disgusted.
The doctor left the nurse behind, turned and left with a blank face, holding a black gold card in his hand, preparing to go through the transfer procedures and hire professional nurses for the patients inside.
The evil rich people are too jealous.
Gu Qingqing stayed in the hospital for a week, and Qingqing stayed with her for a week.
The time in dreams is not the same as reality.
The so-called week may have to go slowly day by day in reality, but it is just a thought in dreams.
She just thought, a week has passed, and a week has passed.
It was the day when Gu Qingqing was discharged from the hospital.
Unexpectedly, no one came to pick him up, no, there were some, only one of Gu Qingqing's good girlfriend, Han Weilan.
Does it look like a satirical movie?
Qingqing tilted her head, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the ward window, her fingertips unconsciously buckled the window gap.