The school bully is not sweet, she is reborn and throws herself on the school hunk

In the evening, Song Nanzhou was working in the study when he suddenly received a call from Achen.

"Young Master, something bad has happened. The eldest master was injured in a car accident!"

Song Nanzhou frowned, stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

"Which hospital? Find out who did it?"

"It's not certain yet. The car drove straight towards our car. The driver fled the scene and is still under investigation."

"I'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, Song Nanzhou was about to change clothes when Shen Suihe on the bed suddenly woke up.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up to find some water to drink. She was stunned when she saw Song Nanzhou standing shirtless in front of the closet.

"husband."

The soft and sticky sound is very nice.

Song Nanzhou was stunned. He didn't expect Shen Suihe to wake up at this time. He grabbed a shirt and put it on.

"Why are you awake?"

"I want to drink water."

Shen Suihe's throat was very hoarse and he urgently needed a glass of cold water.

Song Nanzhou was already prepared. He sat down on the bed, grabbed the cup on the bedside table and handed it to her mouth.

"Drink carefully, don't choke."

Shen Suihe nodded, tilted his head back and drank the water slowly.

"I'm going to the hospital. Can you sleep at home?"

Song Nanzhou asked uncertainly.

After they got married, they were almost inseparable. Song Nanzhou handled a lot of work in the study and rarely went to the company.

After drinking the water, Shen Suihe felt much more sober and his throat wasn't as hot anymore.

"Are you sick? I want to go too."

She grabbed Song Nanzhou's hand and insisted on going to the hospital.

She's really scared if she's left alone at home.

Song Nanzhou shook his head, "It's not me, it's my eldest brother."

"Brother is sick? Then I have to go even more."

Shen Suihe lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

Song Nanzhou hesitated for a moment but still didn't refuse. He found clothes from the closet and helped Shen Suihe change into them.

Half an hour later.

Achen was still waiting outside the operating room. His arm was also injured and had been bandaged and put in a plaster cast hanging on his chest.

The lights in the operating room were still on.

Song Nanzhou walked over quickly, frowning, "How is it?"

"The young master had just returned from inspecting factories in the suburbs. Unexpectedly, a dump truck suddenly rushed out and ran a red light at the intersection of Chunxi Road."

"I didn't think much about it at the time and turned the steering wheel to avoid it, but it still hit me. Our car was thrown to the side of the bridge, crashed through the guardrail, and almost fell into the river."

"It is common for dump trucks to run red lights at night, but it is very unusual for a dump truck to be able to drive into the city. I have asked someone to check it out."

After hearing the whole story, Song Nanzhou sighed when he saw the wound on Achen's hand.

"What about you? Have you had a full body checkup by the doctor?"

Achen was shocked. He didn't expect that the young master still cared about his health at this time.

"It's okay, I'm measured."

Shen Suihe looked at Achen's arm and was very worried.

"Achen, does it hurt?"

Hearing the concern, Achen unconsciously lowered his voice.

"It doesn't hurt. Thank you Miss Shen for your concern."

"But your arms are all wrapped up like dumplings. Bai Ye will definitely be worried if he knows about this."

When it comes to Bai Ye, Achen is even more confused.

Could it be that Shen Suihe and Bai Ye also talked about him in private?

At this moment, the operating light went out.

The doctor came out with a serious expression.

"Doctor, how is my elder brother?"

"The patient suffered a strong impact in the car, with broken ribs, fractured lower limbs and fractured arms, but fortunately no internal organs were injured."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Will there be any sequelae?"

Song Nanzhou asked again.

The doctor reviewed the medical records and shook his head, saying, "The patient's injuries require some time to rest. With subsequent rehabilitation training, there will be no problem."

"The patient will be transferred to the general ward later. Someone will need to watch over him for the first three days. We will do another checkup once he wakes up."

Song Nanzhou listened to the doctor's instructions and nodded.

When Song Yanshu was sent back to the ward, the anesthetic had not yet worn off and he was still in a coma.

Looking at the man's miserable condition, Shen Suihe could only sit by his side and watch silently, his eyes full of worry.

"Brother, you must get better. My husband and I are planning to travel to the border. When you get better, we'll go together."

Song Nanzhou and Achen stood at the door, feeling very complicated when they saw the situation inside.

"You should go back and rest first. I'm here and I'll give you a few days off."

Ah Chen panicked and quickly refused, "Young Master, please don't chase me away. The eldest master hasn't woken up yet, how can I go back and rest without any worries?"

"He won't wake up if you stay here, and you're injured. Go back and rest. I'll hire two servants for you. You don't have to worry about meals and cleaning."

Achen wanted to refuse, but Song Nanzhou stopped him with a look.

He took one last look at the situation in the ward and left with his head down.

Take a taxi back to Wanting Community.

As soon as he opened the door and walked in, two people standing at the entrance bowed to him.

"Sir, you are back."

Achen was startled.

When he thought about the young master saying that he would hire a servant for him, he didn't take it seriously at first, but he didn't expect that the person would come so soon.

The servant was like a working robot, managing his facial expressions just right.

"Sir, the food has been prepared for you, and the water is ready. Would you like to eat first or take a bath first? Your hands are inconvenient, so we can..."

"Need not!"

Ah Chen took a deep breath, opened the door and said to them, "Get out. I don't need anyone here. You don't need to come tomorrow."

He was used to living alone. He had Bai Ye to accompany him before, but then he became like that...

The two servants were two young women, both very decent looking.

They looked at each other and lowered their heads in embarrassment.

"Mr. Song asked us to come."

"I know, you just need to go back, no one will deduct your salary."

“But we signed the contract, the work is not completed, and we don’t know where to go.”

Achen was silent.

He felt that he had been back in China for too long and had come into contact with too many emotionally stable people, so everyone began to find him easy to talk to.

"I told you, I don't need any servants here, please go back to where you came from!"

When he said this, there was anger in his tone.

The two servants couldn't argue with their master, so they could only change their shoes and go out.

Achen looked at the spotlessly clean room, sighed, and sat down on the sofa.

There was steaming food on the table, it smelled delicious, but he had no appetite.

He took out his cell phone, looked through his address book, and then logged out.

He opened WeChat and looked through the previous chat records, but he didn't know what to say.

Feeling irritated, he laid back on the sofa, putting his uninjured arm over his eyes to block out the light.

He suddenly felt a little envious of the young master and Miss Shen.

She has family, company and care, but he is all alone.

Ding.

The cell phone on the coffee table suddenly rang.

Achen thought it was a spam message, so he didn't take it seriously and continued lying down.

Ding ding ding.

The phone rang a few more times.

Achen then took the phone and took a look at it. Unexpectedly, just this one look made him sit up excitedly.

[I heard you were injured? Is it serious? ]

【If you need help, just tell me. We are friends, and I will not ignore you. 】

【Asleep? 】

Achen read through each line, afraid of missing a word.

He went over and over again in the dialog box, deleting and reducing, but in the end he still didn't know what to post.

With another sigh, he finally managed to send a reply.

[Didn’t sleep. 】