apples more than anything

Chapter 57

Leiqiu usually shows a carefree look, but in fact he is a very time-conscious person. She is the only one who arrives early, not that she misses the appointment or is late, especially when filming, if Leiqiu is late for the whole time Twenty minutes, then she must have been delayed on the road.

"The problem is, I came to the set from the same place as her. There was no traffic jam or other accidents on the way. What could be the reason for her delay?" Song Pingguo tried to call Leiqiu's phone for the sixth time, thinking to herself If she can't get through this time, she will go out to find Raichu.

She waited patiently for the end of the beep on the receiver, then stuffed the phone into her bag and walked towards the door.

Just when Song Pingguo put her hand on the doorknob, she received a call from Leiqiu.

"Hey, Little Apple." Not sure if it was her illusion, Song Pingguo felt that Leiqiu's voice was trembling, "Uh...I'm in the hospital right now..."

If Song Pingguo could crush the phone with bare hands, the phone would definitely be broken into pieces by now.

However, Lei Qiu personally called to say that she was in the hospital, which meant that she was conscious and her physical condition allowed the doctor to allow her to call, at least she was not pushing to the operating room, which made Song Pingguo a little relieved. He began to ask how Raichu managed to toss himself into the hospital on such a short journey from his home to the set.

"It can't be a gastrointestinal problem, right?" Song Pingguo kindly guessed that Leiqiu's usual lifestyle might cause problems.

"No..." Lei Qiu's voice trembled in pain, "I was hit by a car on the road."

Song Pingguo almost bumped her head against the wall.

Lei Qiu immediately realized that what he said could easily be misunderstood, and quickly added: "It's an electric car, and it was hit by an electric car."

Song Pingguo felt that she had to make a debt to Leiqiu on this matter, and settle it with her slowly when she recovered from her injury.

But that would have to wait for her to recover from her injury, so let's take care of the wounded and sick first.

"Have you been to the hospital yet? Which hospital are you in?" Gong Xiao was also waiting for Song Pingguo to finish the call, so as to tell her what happened to Leiqiu. Now that she heard the clear keyword of hospital, she felt a little nervous. Looking up at Song Pingguo in surprise, "How are you doing now?"

"It's okay...it's okay." Lei Qiu hissed on the other end of the phone, "I think the owner of the car was quite frightened. He sent me to the hospital and I'm waiting for an examination. Zhongshan Hospital, away You should be pretty close."

"Okay, then I'll go find you right away." Song Pingguo corrected herself as soon as she finished speaking, "No, I have to go home to get the money first, did you bring your wallet when you came out? Oh, what am I asking, anyway, you Definitely didn't bring..."

"I didn't bring it with me, and I really don't have any serious problems." It doesn't sound like Lei Qiu is in pain to the point of being unconscious, and even speaking is as full of breath as usual. In terms of her physical fitness, it is likely to be a flesh injury Let's go, "You go home and get the money before you come here, take your time on the road, don't worry at all."

Song Pingguo hung up the phone, thinking about telling Gong Xiao what was going on with Leiqiu first, then turned around and found that Gong Xiao was already taking out his wallet.

"Don't run home to get the money anymore, you can go directly to the hospital." Gong Xiao also took a stack of hundred yuan bills from his wallet and handed them to Song Pingguo, "Take it as my loan to you, if you feel sorry Just remember to return it to me, if it’s not enough, call me again, and I’ll have someone send it to you.”

The money was really nothing to Gong Xiaoye, but Song Pingguo still felt touched when he received the money. Whether as a boss or as a friend, Gong Xiaoye was too nice to talk about.

Song Pingguo nodded gratefully at Gong Xiao, "I wish you and Sangzhi a happy marriage for a hundred years!"

"Let's go." Gong Xiao also opened the door for her, "If you say a few more words, I might not want you to pay back the money."

"That's why I said, Boss Gong is very interesting at the critical moment." When Song Pingguo arrived at the hospital, Lei Qiu was still holding the registration slip and queuing up in the corridor. Jumping in front of Song Pingguo, he reached out and pressed her shoulders to stabilize his body. The force was so strong that he almost fell with Song Pingguo, "Standing on one foot exhausted me, but there is no seat."

The chairs in the corridor were already full of people with injured legs and feet waiting for treatment. Lei Qiu put one hand on Song Pingguo's shoulder and the other hand against the wall, carefully trying to release his injured leg. to the ground.

But in Song Pingguo's view, this action was far from being cautious.

"You give me a little peace of mind." Song Pingguo quickly stopped her movement, "Where is the person who bumped into you?"

"He left in a hurry, and left a phone call saying that if he needs compensation, he will call him." Raichu changed his posture and leaned against the wall, and glanced through the door, "It's time for me next. You Bring me something to eat?"

Song Pingguo took out the apple from her bag and stuffed it into Leiqiu's hand: "Please, you were hit by a car, can you show a little attitude that a wounded and sick person should have?"

"Being hit by an electric car is also considered being hit by a car?" Lei Qiu bit an apple full of his mouth, and retorted vaguely, "Then when I was filming, I kept jumping from the basement door to the basement, which would be considered jumping off a building."

Song Pingguo held her face affectionately with both hands: "Do you know, Leiqiu, if I hadn't been unable to beat you, I would have beaten you long ago."

"I can let you go." Leiqiu gnawed out the apple in his hand, and the doctor called the next one just at this time, and she hopped into the consulting room with one foot holding the apple core.

Regarding Lei Qiu's injury in this "car accident", the doctor's conclusion was that there was nothing wrong with it, it was just a bruise, which would disappear on its own after a while, without even needing to prescribe medicine.

"No, doctor." Raichu's eyes widened, and he threw the apple core into the trash can beside the table, "But I feel pain?"

"Where is your pain?"

Raichu thought for a while, and touched the injured leg on the ground: "Uh...the heel..."

"You were hit on the calf and your heel hurts?" The doctor glanced at her, his eyes and tone were full of helplessness, "I just want to tell you this, your heel hurts not because you were hit by a car, it's you Inflammation of the Kiris tendon."

Fortunately, the injury was not a serious injury, nor was the illness a serious illness. The doctor prescribed medicine to let Leiqiu go home to rest well and strive for a speedy recovery.

After sending Leiqiu home, Song Pingguo called Gong Xiaoye to report the situation, then grabbed the phone and asked Leiqiu hesitantly, "Do you want to call your parents?"

"Don't!" Lei Qiu grabbed the phone and held it in his arms, "It's not a serious illness, it's better not to let them know, otherwise they will worry about me, and they can't get away from homework... It's very troublesome. "

Ten minutes after learning that Leiqiu had Achilles tendon inflammation, Gong Xiao also knocked on the door of the two of them, insisting that she was partly responsible for the incident.

"Boss Gong, I really can't blame you for this." Lei Qiu leaned on the sofa, his inflamed leg hanging lazily in the air, "At most, I can't blame me for jumping around on the concrete floor without warming up. The doctor scolded me just now."

Hearing what she said, Gong Xiao seemed to have finally let go of the guilt in his heart, and before leaving, he told Lei Qiu to call her if he needed anything, especially money issues, which could be resolved in minutes.

Lei Qiu said, "I just have tendonitis and it's not a terminal illness, Mr. Gong, please don't add drama to me" while sending her out the door, then turned around and jumped back on the sofa, using the back of his hand Covering his eyes, he let out a long breath.

"I'm in the same mood as an elementary school student who suddenly finds himself sick after not wanting to go to school." Raichu murmured, "But it would be fine if I didn't really get sick, it really hurts..."

Song Pingguo sat down on the armrest of the sofa, grabbed her ankle and shook it lightly twice: "It hurts? Do you want to lie down on the bed?"

"No, I'm too lazy to move, so let's do this first." Raichu sat up and hugged her in his arms, rubbed her cheek, and sprayed hot air on her neck, "Go and check if there is any Achilles tendon Special recipes for patients with inflammation or something."

"There is no such thing, at most there are things you can't eat." Song Pingguo punched her stomach angrily, "What do you want to eat?"

"Hmm...I want something sweet."

A few minutes later, Lei Qiu first looked at the materials and tools piled up on the coffee table in front of him, and then at Song Pingguo sitting next to him: "Isn't your battlefield in the kitchen?"

"Accompany you."

Leiqiu straightened his back so that Song Pingguo could reach for the small electronic scale while leaning against her, put the glass bowl on and weigh the material.

Making desserts is Song Pingguo's favorite activity for Leiqiu to join in. On the one hand, it is because it is really easy to weigh the ingredients or mix several ingredients according to the precise instructions of the recipe. On the other hand, it is because it is a laborious task. .

Whenever Song Pingguo was kneading the dough with a sore back and a sore back, and when she stood by the stove with a heavy electronic eggbeater and felt that life was unloved, Leiqiu immediately became one of the most caring girlfriends in the world , intentionally and calmly helped you solve all the problems, and put on a look as if you saved the world.

Song Pingguo skillfully put the weighed softened butter into a large enough stainless steel bowl, and then handed Leiqiu an egg beater more skillfully: "Come on, Leiqiu, continue to save the world."

Raichu stared at the egg beater in his hand for a while: "Manual?"

"The electric egg beater broke last time, and I haven't bought a new one yet." Song Pingguo leaned on Leiqiu's shoulder and patted her encouragingly, "Come on, but you said you wanted dessert."

"You are enslaving the sick and wounded."

"My name is Zhishi's girlfriend."

Raichu had nothing to say, so he could only vent his anger on Butter.

Butter means we are innocent too.