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The ward was quiet, Cui Yue'an glanced at Zhong Qiu, saw that he had been staring at Fu Ying's clothes without speaking, and was about to say something when he stepped forward, when Fu Ying suddenly laughed.

"It's a good thing you weren't wearing it, otherwise I wouldn't have reacted so quickly to throw you away." Fu Ying looked at Zhong Qiu and smiled.

Cui Yuean stopped in place, looked at the expression on Fu Ying's face, and subconsciously judged whether he was sincere or not, but before he could see clearly, Zhong Qiu had already stepped forward and hugged Fu Ying in his arms, covering him s face.

"Hey... your button is pressing on my nose." Fu Ying pushed it twice but didn't push it away, she simply relaxed and sighed, "Why are you so excited all of a sudden, nothing happened."

Zhong Qiu just shook his head and said nothing.

"Don't think about it." Fu Ying patted him on the back: "It's not your fault, you are also a victim, and this is someone else's attack on you."

He said softly, the more Cui Yuean heard, the more he felt that this person was amazing, no matter if he was sincere or not, he could still comfort others when he was hurt.

He could see the light of the Virgin rising slowly from Fu Ying's head, illuminating the entire ward.

Dr. Cui finished sighing, seeing his cousin's heart that has been lacking in love all year round was shrouded in holy light, his emotions became more and more agitated, and he was about to press the wound on Fu Ying's bed, so he hurriedly stepped forward and pressed his shoulder .

"Be careful, Fu Ying's wound has just been healed, so it can't be crushed."

Zhong Qiu paused, then slowly let go of Fu Ying, and turned to look at his ripped jeans and hideously wounded leg, he wanted to reach out and touch him, but he was afraid of hurting him, so he could only ask softly: "Does it hurt? "

"Fortunately, it hurts a little but it's not very serious." Fu Ying looked at her leg and sighed: "It's hard for my ankle to heal and I can walk by myself, but it hurts again in a few days. It's really a disaster."

Cui Yue'an smiled: "Be careful during the recovery period, don't move casually, this injury will heal faster than your last time, don't worry."

"Excuse me." Fu Ying smiled and asked suddenly: "How is the driver in that car? Zhong Qiu said he was seriously injured."

Dr. Cui shrugged: "I don't know about this yet, I will ask later, but I heard from them that the situation is not very good."

"There's no need to ask, it probably won't be saved." Zhong Qiu said.

Seeing him, Fu Ying smiled wryly: "So sure? Then do I also experience the so-called conspiracy of the wealthy family?"

"Yes." Cui Yuean nodded: "It's still a holographic viewing experience."

Zhong Qiu sighed, bent down and carefully picked up Fu Ying who was on the bed and put him on the wheelchair: "There are still some things to deal with, now I will take you home first."

Cui Yue'an handed her car keys to Zhong Qiu: "It's inconvenient to take a taxi, so you should drive my car. When the time comes, you can just let Feng Qing or drive it back by yourself."

"I'll help you change your new car for Chinese New Year this year." Zhong Qiu said lightly after taking the keys.

Cui Yuean was taken aback for a moment, looked at Zhong Qiu and then at Fu Ying, held her cousin's shoulders with both hands: "Brother, you are my own brother, and I will take care of your family's bruises and bones from now on."

Zhong Qiu: ...

Zhong Qiu: "Thank you, but please hope that I'm getting better, and I won't need you to treat bruises for the rest of my life."

"That's not necessarily true. How can it be impossible for a person to stumble twice in his life?" Cui Yue'an laughed, and Zhong Qiu glanced at him and pushed Fu Ying out of the ward.

Fu Ying: "It's very convenient to have a relative who is a doctor."

"He has become a master of Yunnan Baiyao, and he thinks about treating bruises for people every day. When he is old enough to retire, he may be able to hold a banner of the secret recipe handed down from his ancestors to set up a stall on the overpass. The doctor Cui specializes in treating bruises, and the medicine will cure the disease. Get off the kang in three days."

Fu Ying laughed, and then Zhong Qiu's voice suddenly dropped.

"He's also your relative, if you like."

Compared with the ambiguous and vague tentative hints before, this sentence can be said to be a clear indication. Fu Ying tightly held the armrest of the wheelchair, and hung her head for a long time without speaking.

Zhong Qiu didn't urge him either, he pushed his wheelchair and walked slowly in the corridor.

"Don't think too much, I don't have to give an answer." Zhong Qiu said softly: "The decision is in your hands, I will never force it."

He is duplicity here, but Fu Ying is really thinking about this issue.

It can be said that one step to the sky, the opportunity to completely change the state of life is in front of you.

Interested?As long as it is an individual, it is impossible not to be tempted.But this is materially motivated, what about spiritually?

In front of my eyes was the hospital floor illuminated by white lights, and beside my ears was the sound of rolling and rubbing wheelchairs.Fu Ying suddenly thought, now that she is only in her twenties, when she is 80 or [-] years old and can't walk anymore, will someone push a wheelchair like this to accompany her to walk slowly?

The two went down to the parking lot, Zhong Qiu found Cui Yuean's car, unlocked it and opened the door, bent down and carefully hugged Fu Ying and sat on the back seat, telling him to lower his head and be careful not to knock him.

Fu Ying looked up at his face and suddenly laughed.

It's not because he was attracted to a handsome and rich man, but because he met a gentle and considerate person.

The wheelchair was folded and put into the trunk. Zhong Qiu walked around from the back to the front and opened the door to get in the car. He turned around to see if the neighbor's seat belt was fastened, but found that Fu Ying was staring at him without blinking.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Qiu asked.

Fu Ying shook her head and smiled: "The suspension bridge effect is a very wonderful thing, you have to wait for me to think about it."

Zhong Qiu was taken aback, and quickly said: "I'm not in a hurry, I won't force you or force you, I hope your answer comes from the bottom of my heart, no matter it's good or bad for me, I can accept it."

"I see." Fu Ying leaned on the back of the chair and urged in a low voice: "Hurry up and drive, I think it's better for him to recover by lying down with my legs."

Zhong Qiu nodded: "Understood, I'll take you back first, order a takeaway for you, and then deal with the car."

"Don't give me something to eat, I don't have an appetite." Fu Ying looked at Zhong Qiu in the rearview mirror and smiled, her eyes suddenly noticed a metal piece and a box of chewing gum in Zhong Qiu's hand.

He paused, staring at the metal piece and squinting his eyes.

Isn't this piece of metal a pendant of Dr. Cui?Don't you want it?He carefully observed the metal piece, but it didn't look like a pendant.

There was some pain in his leg, and he needed to find something to distract him, and he was also curious, so Fu Ying couldn't help asking Zhong Qiu: "What is that?"

"What is what?" Zhong Qiu asked back.

Fu Ying raised her finger to the metal piece next to his hand: "It's the one next to your handbrake, it looks quite special."

Zhong Qiu glanced at it, and the whole person was quiet for a moment, and began to distinguish the meaning of Fu Ying's words in his heart, whether he was simply curious or discovered the usefulness of this thing...

He was pounding in his heart, but said calmly, "This is Cui Yuean's thing. Do you want to see it? I'll pass it to you."

Fu Ying responded, and Zhong Qiu held the steering wheel with one hand to get the piece of metal. The speed of the car slowed down a bit, and the steering wheel held with one hand made the car's driving route a bit erratic.

Zhong Qiu carefully kept the direction of the car, and when he reached the middle and Fu Ying was about to get the metal piece, the front of the car also floated to the middle of the two lanes, and the car blocked behind honked loudly.

Zhong Qiu's hand suddenly loosened his grip on the steering wheel, and the metal piece fell from between their fingers and fell into the gap in the chair.

The horn was still sounding, Zhong Qiu pulled the car straight, and the car shook for a bit. Fu Ying grabbed the seat belt on her chest, and heard the sound of metal plates colliding under the car seat.

When the car got back on track, Fu Ying looked at the cars whizzing by outside the window and said, "I was scared to death, I shouldn't have interfered with your driving just now."

"It fell off the ground. I'll find it for you when the car stops." Zhong Qiu said lightly, but if you can't find it, it's not up to you to decide. Anyway, Fu Ying can't bend down to find it by herself now. .

"No, I just said it casually." Fu Ying patted her chest, sighed, and asked suddenly after a while of silence: "Will you pursue this matter?"

"Don't we all know the culprit? We don't need to investigate anything, and we can't find anything. Zhong Xu always finishes things like this very cleanly." Zhong Qiu said lightly.

Fu Ying thought about Zhong Xu's attitude and style of doing things, and said softly: "I don't think he has such courage. If he had, he wouldn't have to lie low in front of your father every day."

"Of course it's not him, it's his good uncle." Zhong Qiu paused: "In the past, when Zhong Hengzhong came home, my mother would sneer and tell him to go away. The two of us haven't seen each other for half a year, but she refused Divorce. She was worried that Zhong Xu's mother would come into the house after the divorce, so that Zhong Xu, an illegitimate child, could appear on the stage in a fair manner."

He laughed: "Who knew that woman had a bad life. She died before my mother passed away. In the end, she was also an unmarried person on her household registration. She didn't enter Zhong's house until she died. At that time, his younger brother Cao Lishu hated her." me."

Fu Ying asked: "Last time at the bar, he was on the phone in the toilet, is the uncle opposite this Cao Lishu?"

"Yes." Zhong Qiu nodded: "A few years ago I had a car accident that was related to him, but there was no conclusive evidence, and in the end it was nothing, but since then Zhong Hengzhong realized his conscience and began to delegate power to me It’s a blessing in disguise.”

"This is not a good fortune." Fu Ying muttered.

Zhong Qiu smiled and did not refute.

The car arrived home smoothly all the way, Fu Ying returned to the life of being carried around again, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening when he changed his clothes and lay on the bed, he looked at Zhong Qiu beside the bed and asked: "When will you come back at night? "

"I don't know yet. It may be too late until the matter is settled." Zhong Qiu reached out and patted his head: "Go to sleep, the phone is charged by the bedside, call me if you have anything to do."

After he finished speaking, he got up to leave, but was suddenly pulled back by Fu Ying.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Qiu looked at him.

Fu Ying stared at him: "Pay attention to safety, if they didn't succeed tonight, there might be another move."

Zhong Qiu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Do you care about me?"

Fu Ying let go of her hands, lay back, closed her eyes and said, "It's about the same, it's better to be careful."

"Understood." Zhong Qiu sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to stroke Fu Ying's hair, looked at him for a while, said good night, and then got up to leave.

Hearing the door slam, Fu Ying immediately opened her eyes, took out her cell phone, and turned on the screen in the dark.

Just because Zhong Qiu couldn't find anything didn't mean he couldn't find anything, he touched the scar on his leg and gasped in pain.

The chat window on the mobile phone has been opened, Fu Ying squinted her eyes and typed quickly with both hands, and started to contact Su Jiaojiao and Jin Laowu.He has grown up so big, and he has never had a reason to swallow it in his stomach.