Kuai Chuan: After I escaped from a terminal illness

Cheng Jue doesn't drink well, but he knows exactly where his drink is. He usually only tastes sweet fruit wine, and never touches high-alcohol spirits.

But this time, Cheng Jue drank an extra cocktail.

Cheng Jue sat on the sofa, his head hurt a little, and he fiddled with the cherry stem on the wine glass with his hand without interest.

Several acquaintances came in from the door of the bar, saw Master Cheng there, and came over to say hello.

Cheng Jue greeted perfunctorily, and drank a few more glasses with them.

One of them said to Cheng Jue carelessly: "Young Master Cheng is still playing cool!"

Cheng Jue shook his head lightly, not quite understanding what this man meant.

The man explained: "Grandson and the others are playing ball in Dongchuang this afternoon. They saw your little lover looking for you all over the world. I never imagined that you would come here to enjoy life."

Cheng Jue: "Huh?"

Are you looking for him?

Shouldn't he take the opportunity to complain to that Bai Yueguang?

Cheng Jue didn't even realize that he had become so sour.

"Don't pretend, you did it on purpose. Hehe, life is what a young master lives."

"Yeah, I've seen Cheng Shao's little lover, her skin is as thin as that rouge cream, her waist is thin and her buttocks are still upturned, making people want to touch her..."

"cough!"

Qi Yuanfeng saw that Cheng Jue's face had turned dark, and coughed hard: "You didn't even say hello to me! What's wrong, isn't Brother Qi brother?"

"Brother, brother, I made a mistake!"

A group of people laughed and made noise, and began to discuss about the return of the little princess of the Ning family.

"Master Cheng, bring the little princess out for a drink."

"That little girl liked to chase after your ass when she was a child. You don't like it anyway, so she tricked her out and let us see it."

Suddenly, Cheng Jue stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

Someone called him twice from behind, but no one dared to stop Cheng Shao.

Cheng Jue locked the bathroom door, stood in front of the mirror, washed his face, and switched on his phone.

Numerous missed call alerts sounded, and text messages of apology flooded the screen.

really……

The corners of Cheng Jue's lips curled up a little, and he chose a few spots to look at.

——Xiao Jue, answer my call.

——Xiao Jue, I thought about it carefully, and it is indeed my fault. I should accompany you to the hospital to check your condition first, and then talk about work.

——Xiao Jue, I know, I am usually busy with work, and I often ignore your emotions, I will correct it, communicate with me if you are unhappy, don't run out in such a fit of anger, I am very worried about you.

Cheng Jue's gaze flicked across the words.

Between the lines of Yu Tang's words are worries and regrets that are about to overflow.

Now, his heart must be all about him, the whole heart pretends to be only him.

Cheng Jue showed a smug expression.

[Cheng Jue love value +10, current love value 70]

Forget it...

Let's go back.

Cheng Jue drank the wine, and now his head hurts a bit, and if he didn't have Yu Tang to press him down when he got home, he would definitely not be able to sleep.

Cheng Jue crossed out all the missed calls and text messages, and called Yu Tang.

But the phone was dialed, but there was no answer there.

Cheng Jue turned his wrist to look at his watch, it was 03:30 in the morning.

Yu Tang usually has a regular diet and regular work and rest, and usually goes to bed before twelve o'clock.

But how could he sleep well today?

Shouldn't they be driving all over the street looking for him?

Cheng Jue's eyes turned cold, and he dialed a few more times in dissatisfaction.

Finally, the call was connected.

Cheng Jue held the phone close to his ear, his chin slightly raised, like a proud peacock, waiting for Yu Tang to explain first.

The signal over there is not very good, and it is full of whistling electric currents.

Just when Cheng Jue gradually lost his patience and interest and was about to hang up the phone, Yu Tang's weak voice came over: "Xiao Jue... you, where are you?"

Yu Tang has been in a coma.

The phone in his pocket rang a few times before waking him up.

Seeing that it was Cheng Jue's call, Yu Tang hurriedly answered it, only to realize that his voice was so hoarse that it was full of blood.

Cheng Jue heard something was wrong, and his expression changed: "Brother Cheng, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Tang: "I..."

Before Yu Tang finished speaking, a tree branch under the car broke, making a cracking sound.

The car body shook violently, and Yu Tang's phone fell down.

The seat and the airbag stuck Yu Tang in one place, his hands and feet were stiff and unable to move, and he couldn't reach the phone at all. He rolled his eyes and passed out in a hurry.

Cheng Jue clenched his fists, all the muscles in his body tensed: "Cheng Yu Tang!"

But there was no response.

Cheng Jue carefully recalled the call just now in his chaotic mind.

The last bit of sound is the sound of a branch popping and an engine idling.

Something must have happened.

Cheng Jue didn't have time to think too much, he kept on talking and strode out, picked up Qi Yuanfeng, and left the bar.

Cheng Jue's stern expression made Qi Yuanfeng dare not complain a word.

Cheng Jue made a call with Qi Yuanfeng's mobile phone, and began to investigate all the car accidents in the mountainous areas of City A, and quickly found the location of Yu Tang's accident based on the location of the call and the license plate number.

The mountain face was so steep that the rescue team called for helicopter support.

Cheng Jue stood in the night wind, looking at the almost right-angled steep cliff and the brake marks on the ground, feeling a little dazed.

Yu Tang's driving skills are actually very good.

Probably because I was looking for him all day, and I was really tired at night, so this accident happened...

The branch had already begun to break, and it could hardly support the weight of the car. If the rescue operation was a little careless, the car would fall into the cliff.

if he really...

Cheng Jue felt a stabbing pain, and the fingertips hanging by his side were tightened an inch.