Little slag run

When Di Que regained consciousness, the first thing he heard was the whistling sound of wind and rain outside the window.

His whole body was in pain as if he had been bruised, and even the slightest movement made his fingertips tremble.

His head was also throbbing, and Di Que admired himself for being able to recall what happened at that horrifying moment.

He was in an accident while sitting in Chen Feng's car.

The moment when he hit the windshield and bounced off replayed in his mind like a slow-motion replay, clear but illusory, making Di Que unclear whether it happened for real or if he added his own fantasy.

"Ouch..." He gasped in pain.

Fortunately, he was still alive. At that time, that scumbag couldn't drive at a speed of [-] mph?

but……

Di Que looked around, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers.

"!" Why can't he see anything?

Di Que's eyes widened vigorously, but there was still no change in front of him.

"Ahhh! I can't see my eyes! I'm blind!" Di Que screamed, his voice was hoarse and desperate because of his long-term thirst.

"you're awake?"

Accompanied by Chen Feng's calm and haggard voice, the light above Di Que's head flickered twice and turned on.

The strong incandescent light shone into the eyes, Di Que couldn't bear the dazzling light, and blinked for a long time before opening his eyes again.

What came into view was Chen Feng who was bending over to observe him, and the white space he was in could be imagined to be a hospital.

Huh... Fortunately, it was a false alarm.

After Di Que was relieved, he recalled the current embarrassment again.

In the final analysis, it was Chen Feng's reckless fault for causing him to become like this!

"it was all your fault!"

Di Que glared at Chen Feng in front of him, and when he wanted to point out the culprit, he found that his arm was stiff and unable to move.

"Huh?" Di Que wanted to twist his neck to see, but he stretched the wound and screamed.

"Don't move around." Chen Feng hurriedly held him down, straightened his pillow, helped him sit up, and then explained to him: "The doctor has already checked, except for a broken right hand and a little flesh injury, there is nothing wrong with it." Big problem. I see that you are so energetic just after waking up, it seems that you are really fine."

When Chen Feng saw Di Que wake up, he formally let go of his hanging heart.

When he helped Di Que into the operating room, Di Que's blood stained his clothes red, dripping in the corridor of the hospital, and the nervous Chen Feng almost stopped his heartbeat.

As a result, the operation was successfully completed within an hour.When the doctor came out to report to him, he could hardly believe his ears.

The injury on Di Que's head was not serious, and the blood soon stopped after four stitches, leaving only a slight concussion.

Di Que's blood type matching is also common, and the blood transfusion is very timely and there is no danger.

The most serious one is the fracture of the right hand, and it is estimated that it will take a month or two to raise it.

He still didn't dare to relax by the side of Di Que who was still in a coma, thinking that if this hospital made a wrong diagnosis, he would immediately transfer Di Que to another hospital.

Unexpectedly, when Di Que woke up in the middle of the night, he was really mentally weak, not at all like a person who lost too much blood and had a car accident, what a freak.

Chen Feng felt relieved, and began to worry about the follow-up processing.

He had already called Meng Fan and explained that Meng Fan wanted to come over immediately, but he stopped him.

Mother Meng's happy life can no longer be hindered by his mistakes.

He also contacted his secretary, Tang Xiao, and asked him to get him new clothes and replace the bloody ones, and make it up for a while before Di Que woke up.

Seeing that Di Que was still moaning and whining about the pain, Chen Feng called doctors and nurses to help him with routine checkups for Di Que, and stood not far away, looking at Di Que in a trance.

Now that people are awake, the most urgent task is how to cook this hot potato.

Di Que was sitting in his car. Although he was not wearing a seat belt, it was a fact that he was speeding and he must be fully responsible for this matter.

Assuming that an ordinary person had an accident today, and he paid the medical expenses and compensated tens of thousands of yuan, it is estimated that this matter will be settled anyway.

But the bad thing is that the one who broke his arm was none other than Di Que, who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth.

Di Que was born with no shortage of money, and was raised with the utmost care and support since he was a child. Maybe even bumps and bumps would be treated as a big deal.For such a person, it is definitely useless to send money casually, but Chen Feng can't think of a better compensation method.

He hasn't contacted Di's family yet, so it's hard to imagine how Di's mother, who has always been known in the business circle for pampering her son, would react when she heard that her precious only son had an accident.

Alas, not only do you have to deal with a troublesome young master Di, but also Mrs. Di, who protects your shortcomings, is waiting for you?

Chen Feng sighed and rubbed his eyebrows, and instantly felt ten years older.

He has not closed his eyes all night while guarding Di Que.

Now that Di Que was out of danger, as soon as he relaxed his mind, a strong sense of fatigue surged up, almost crushing Chen Feng.

After the doctor's examination, he reconfirmed that Di Que's physical condition was fine.

It's just that Di Que kept yelling about pain, pain, so loud that Chen Feng's head also rang.

Helpless, Chen Feng had no choice but to ask the doctor to inject Di Que with a sedative, and then he calmed down.

When Di Que was about to fall asleep, he blinked and muttered, "Don't tell my mom about my car accident, she just likes to make a fuss..."

Just this one sentence made Chen Feng look at him differently.

Chen Feng originally thought that Di Que was the type who wanted to "cry to find his mother", but at this moment he showed the responsibility and filial piety that a man should have, afraid that his mother would worry about him.

It's a pity that the fire can't be covered with paper, and Chen Feng feels that he is more likely to surrender himself.

Di Que fell asleep, and his car was towed for repairs.

Chen Feng got out of the hospital and took a taxi home to rest. He planned to recharge his batteries and go to the company tomorrow to deal with the recent business.

The next day, when Chen Feng came to the hospital with flowers, he heard loud human voices as soon as he got out of the elevator door on the seventh floor.

He hurried forward and found that the condolence flower baskets on both sides of the corridor had been lined up from one end to the other.

He walked to the VIP ward at the end, where three or five reporters were holding cameras and snapping pictures of Di Que, who was leaning on the head of the bed in good spirits, and two or three were interviewing with recording pens.

Standing outside were two young and fair little nurses who were whispering to each other while watching the lively scene, and glanced and glanced at Di Que with a smile in their eyes.

Chen Feng felt a little lost in an instant, and almost couldn't help himself throwing the flower, turning his head and leaving.

"Isn't it allowed to be so noisy in the hospital?" Chen Feng asked the little nurse beside him a little embarrassed.

The little nurse was still immersed in the excitement of watching the excitement, she shook her head with a smile, and said: "The reporter has obtained permission from the hospital, and if he says yes, he will interview for half an hour. That person must be Di Que, the boss of B&D. I said yesterday It looks familiar."

"Half an hour...then I'll come back later." Chen Feng looked at his watch, turned his head and left.

He himself likes to find male celebrities, so he will appear on the cover of gossip magazines from time to time, and paparazzi will occasionally squat under several of his frequented apartment buildings, waiting to catch news.

To entertainment reporters, Chen Feng has always held an indifferent attitude. Anyway, he is doing his business, and his reputation in private life does not affect him too much.

But when Chen Feng saw this group of reporters buzzing around Di Que today, he suddenly felt bored and couldn't stay any longer.

"Mr. Chen, were you and Young Master Di together at that time? What was the situation like at that time?"

As soon as Chen Feng stepped out with one foot, he was unfortunately spotted by sharp-eyed reporters.

"..." Chen Feng raised his eyebrows, lowered his head and asked the little nurse next to him: "How long have these people been here?"

"Well...it's been about 10 minutes."

Chen Feng nodded, turned around and said with a smile to the reporters: "Di Shao just woke up, and his physical condition is not very good. He needs to rest. Everyone should go back first."

Usually, Chen Feng would not reject reporters so directly. This time, although he was politely smiling, his momentum was still oppressive.The reporters didn't dare to cross the line when facing Chen Feng, they looked at each other for a while, and then withdrew one after another.

When only Chen Feng and Di Que were left in the spacious and bright ward, Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, I can use all my energy to deal with the creditor in front of me.

Chen Feng felt that it was a trick of good fortune. He clearly had the upper hand at this time yesterday, but at this time today, he had to bow his head and admit his mistake to an uneducated scum.

"You really don't want to be lonely, you recruited so many people when you just woke up." As soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but sarcasm.

Di Que yawned, leaned on the bed and said indifferently: "I didn't find him. After I explained the situation to Bi Shaoliang early in the morning, people came to see him one after another, and reporters also came three or four times." dial."

"Well, being a celebrity is hard work." Di Que sighed heavily, but there was no displeasure on his face, as if he was enjoying the whole process.

"..." What kind of celebrity are you?You can only find your news in the gossip forum.

Chen Feng was speechless, and found a vase to put the flowers in.

"What kind of flowers did you buy for me?" Di Que squinted at him with dissatisfaction.

"What's the matter? Don't all the patients give this kind of flowers?" Chen Feng was agitated. What's wrong with the standard bouquet he asked the secretary to order for patients?

"Remember, I like roses." Di Que raised his neck, motioning Chen Feng to look across.

Chen Feng looked along, okay, the entire wall opposite was covered with flaming red roses in full bloom, which made Chen Feng's heart beat several times faster in fright.

"Do you need to be so exaggerated? Look at this bouquet of flowers and be quiet for a while." Chen Feng ignored him, and still placed the bouquet mixed with lilies, carnations, and baby's breath on his bedside table.

Di Que snorted, and read slowly: "It seems...you are not reflecting on your mistakes yesterday at all..."

coming.Chen Feng's heart sank, and he immediately entered the state of preparation.

Although he knew that Di Que would definitely be caught by his braids, he frantically made demands.However, when things came to an end, Chen Feng still didn't want to just accept his fate like this, and was eaten to death.

"Yesterday was indeed my fault. You can count your medical expenses and related losses when the time comes."

"Hey, Mr. Chen is humorous again." Di Que licked the corner of his mouth, shook his head, and said triumphantly, "I know you don't need this little money, but I think you also know that I don't need this little money either."

What do you want... Of course, Chen Feng would not be so stupid as to directly negotiate with Di Que.To be honest, he will definitely be bitten by him, and the endless lion will open his mouth.

"I have already told your parents about your situation this morning, and I will formally apologize to them in person."

Negotiating with Di Que is worse than talking directly with his parents, no matter how unreasonable it is, it will definitely be better than Di Que.

"Why do you apologize to them? I am the one who is hurt now!" Di Que screamed strangely.

Chen Feng was taken aback, but Di Que didn't say anything, he had already forgotten that Di Que was a capable adult.

"You still live at home now, your parents can't leave you alone. Has anyone from your family come to see you?"

Chen Feng continued to play Tai Chi with Di Que, hoping to see Di Que's parents as soon as possible to solve the problem.

"My mother will come over in a while. She called and said that she will have a facial first, and she will be there soon." Di Que rolled his eyes and said angrily.

This time Chen Feng really didn't know what to say.

Maybe, maybe Di Que himself is easier to deal with.

Chen Feng's mind was in a fierce struggle, and the sound of high-heeled shoes tapping the ground came from the quiet corridor.

"baby--!"

With a shrill cry, an elegant and dignified lady rushed in, pushed Chen Feng away and threw herself on Di Que, crying loudly.

"Uh, Mom, you crushed me to death!"