Everytime I wake up I'm on the way to get married [Quick Transmigration]

The driver hurried to the hospital, Ye Kaiyu had already passed out in the co-pilot.

Shen Jiarong told the driver, "Take him to deal with it."

"Okay, Mr. Shen."

The driver got out of the car, walked around to the co-pilot to wake Ye Kaiyu up, and half dragged and half helped him to the door.

Chen Yuan looked at Shen Jiarong.

The thin lips pursed by the latter lost three points of color because of the pain.

He turned his gaze slightly and landed on Shen Jiarong's injured arm.

The blood color has penetrated the cloth and spread.

"Can you still go?"

Shen Jiarong and him looked at each other, and then said: "I'll try." Hua Luo raised his hand to open the door, the wound may have been involved in the movement, and his brows were tightly frowned.

Seeing this, Chen Yuan opened the door and got out of the car.

Shen Jiarong's fingertips moved slightly, he straightened the arc of his lips that did not know when, and sat back again.

Chen Yuan went around the rear of the car and walked to the other side. When he opened the car door again, Shen Jiarong was covering his wound with his hand.

"If it's not convenient for you, I can wait for the driver to come back."

Chen Yuan just bent down, "Hold me."

Shen Jiarong still put her arms around his neck.

Chen Yuan half carried him out, and after closing the car door, he saw the driver running back from a distance, with an extra wheelchair in his hand.

"what happened?"

Seeing him looking up, Shen Jiarong couldn't help but follow his gaze.

The driver just arrived.

He was out of breath, as if asking for credit, "Mr. Shen, I saw that you didn't feel comfortable walking just now, so I borrowed a wheelchair here, please sit down!"

Shen Jiarong closed her eyes.

The anger in his heart suddenly rose.

The driver thought that his eyes were closed because the wound was hurting, so he pushed the wheelchair forward again, "Look, this wheelchair is very convenient!"

Shen Jiarong hadn't found a reason to ask the driver to take the unsightly wheelchair back, but Chen Yuan had already said, "That's fine."

The sun hadn't set yet, and the weather was surprisingly hot. The two of them leaned together like a heat source against a heat source. It was indeed much more convenient to have a wheelchair.

As soon as he clasped Shen Jiarong's waist with force——

"I don't like things that other people have used," Shen Jiarong blurted out before he had time to think about it, "there are too many bacteria in the hospital."

The driver immediately said: "Mr. Shen, don't worry, I know your taboo, this wheelchair is new!" He bent down and wiped the seat with his sleeve, naturally he did not see Shen Jiarong's face, "I have already told you about your injury. If you get a nurse, she will immediately notify the dean and arrange a doctor and ward for you."

In such a short period of time, the driver should have received a compliment for handling the matter properly.

Today however.

Shen Jiarong looked at him coldly, "I asked you to handle it, but you handed it over to a nurse?"

The driver was stunned, and he subconsciously looked down at the wheelchair he brought back, "But Mr. Shen, I thought you would need a wheelchair, so I—"

Under the increasingly aggressive eyes of the other party, the driver's voice gradually lowered, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, I didn't think carefully, I'll go back now..."

After the driver left, Shen Jiarong looked at Chen Yuan, "I—"

Chen Yuan's palm suddenly interrupted him.

Before Shen Jiarong could react, he was already sitting in a wheelchair. After a long time, he said, "I don't like sitting in a wheelchair."

"Ah."

Chen Yuan pushed him forward, ignoring this sentence.

Shen Jiarong said again: "Sitting in a wheelchair will make me feel that I am a useless person."

"Ah."

Shen Jiarong was silent for a moment.

He saw that Chen Yuan was even perfunctory, and he probably wouldn't help him up from the wheelchair at all, so he said instead: "Have you thought about the compensation that I need to do?"

Chen Yuan said lightly: "There is no rush, you first give me the money you promised to give me."

Shen Jiarong turned to look at him, gritted her teeth and took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and made a call to the assistant on the spot.

The assistant answered the call quickly, "Mr. Shen?"

Shen Jiarong said coldly: "Call 100 million to Chen Yuan's account. Now."

"100 million?" The assistant couldn't help being startled, "Mr. Shen, why did you give—"

These words did not reach Shen Jiarong's ears, he had already hung up, "You are satisfied now."

"Ah."

Shen Jiarong asked: "You need money, what do you want to buy?"

Chen Yuan didn't answer this question, the dean who rushed over and the medical staff behind him interrupted their conversation.

The dean hurriedly said, "Mr. Shen, this way please!"

The driver walked to the other side of Shen Jiarong and was responsible for explaining the cause of the wound.

Surrounded by everyone and approaching the elevator, Shen Jiarong frowned.

When he didn't notice, a medical staff stepped forward and took the handle from Chen Yuan's hand.

After Chen Yuan let go of his hand, he stopped, looked at Shen Jiarong who was being carefully questioned by the doctor, and turned around to leave the hospital.

When he returned to his residence, Feng Yuyun was spinning around in the living room.

"You're finally back!" Seeing Chen Yuan, she rushed over and glanced behind him, "Mr. Shen is not with you?"

Chen Yuan said: "He was injured and is in the hospital."

Feng Yuyun was frightened and asked repeatedly: "Injured? How did you get hurt? What kind of injury did you get? Is it serious? Are you okay?" She covered her heart, "Just now you left in such a hurry, and you called the police and called the police. Revenge, what is going on, should we go out and hide?"

"I'm fine." Chen Yuan saw several dishes neatly placed on the dining table from the corner of his eye, "Let's eat first."

Seeing that he didn't intend to have a deep conversation, Feng Yuyun had no choice but to say: "The dishes are getting cold, I'll go and warm them up for you."

Chen Yuan had already walked to the dining table and sat down, "No need. I came back to tell you that I plan to go out for a while."

The rice is still hot.

Feng Yuyun served him a meal, and asked, "Going out? Where are you going?"

Chen Yuan paused slightly when he picked up the chopsticks, and he asked back, "Where do you think is worth visiting?"

"Do you want to go on a trip? That's good, it can improve your mood," Feng Yuyun didn't think deeply, "But I don't know the places worth going... By the way, there is a good place, and it is said that the scenery there is very beautiful! Wait Wait, I forgot what the place name is, I'll look it up."

After she checked the information, she clicked on the picture, "Look, isn't it beautiful—ah, it seems a little dangerous."

"Just here." Chen Yuan handed her the phone, "Book tickets for me."

"When is the flight ticket booked?" Feng Yuyun asked, "I can help you pack your luggage in advance."

Chen Yuan raised his wrist to look at his watch, "Today is fine."

Feng Yuyun couldn't help but look at him, "It's so urgent, let me see..." She clicked several times, a little surprised, "There is actually a flight in two hours. There should be time to get to the airport from here .”

"it is good."

"Then when are you coming back?"

"talk later."

Feng Yuyun heard that he had no plans to return in the short term, and his heart tightened, and he paused before saying, "By the way, you don't have much money with you, right? I'll get it for you."

"No. Shen Jiarong gave me a sum of money."

Feng Yuyun was stunned, "That's right, he said he would return your assets to you."

Chen Yuan did not explain.

After eating, he left Feng Yuyun's full box of clothes in place, and went out with a backpack containing a few changes of clothes.

Feng Yuyun watched his back disappear into the elevator, and shouted: "Remember to call me when you get there!"

No echo.

The elevator door has been slowly closed.

Feng Yuyun returned to the living room and cleared up the dishes on the dining table.

Thinking of what happened today, she let out a sigh of relief. The boulder that had been pressing on her heart for the past few days finally disappeared, and she even breathed much more freely.

After packing up her things, she went to take a shower, hummed a song, put on a mask, and sat on the sofa watching Korean dramas on TV.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door.

Feng Yuyun looked at the clock hanging on the wall. It has been an hour since Chen Yuan went out, "Why did you come back? I forgot something—"

She opened the door and met Shen Jiarong's face, and took two steps back in fright, "Shen, Mr. Shen?" She grabbed the mask off her face, "Why are you here?"

Shen Jiarong glanced at the suitcase standing in the living room, and looked into the door, "Where's Chen Yuan?"

"Chen Yuan is going out," Feng Yuyun replied truthfully, "The air ticket is an hour away, and we should be at the airport by now."

Shen Jiarong's face changed slightly, "What did you say?"

Feng Yuyun didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly said: "He wants to go on a trip, so he left after eating." She thought of something, and forced a smile, "I also want to thank Mr. Shen, if Mr. Shen hadn't returned the money to him, we said Maybe you don’t even have the money to travel.”

"money?"

Shen Jiarong's face turned darker, "When will he come back?"

Feng Yuyun said: "He didn't say anything. He should play for a long time. He doesn't seem to plan to come back soon."

There was an inexplicable sense of panic in Shen Jiarong's heart, but his expression slowly calmed down. He asked coldly, "Which airport did he go to?"

Feng Yuyun memorized the flight information of Chen Yuan's flight back and forth, and only after he finished speaking did he ask, "Is there anything Mr. Shen can do with Chen Yuan?"

Shen Jiarong didn't speak again.

He turned around and took the elevator back downstairs. After getting in the car, without waiting for the driver to say anything, "Go to the airport. I'll give you half an hour."

The driver felt bad when he heard his tone. Hearing this, he glanced at the rearview mirror, and happened to be looking at him, his scalp suddenly went numb, "Okay, Mr. Shen."

Shen Jiarong gathered her five fingers together.

The wound seemed to open as he moved, but the pain made him more conscious.

Only one hour left before the plane will take off.

Chen Yuan didn't want anything, just a sum of money.

He's not going on a trip, and he doesn't plan to come back at all.

Shen Jiarong straightened her thin lips, clenched her fists tighter, her joints were almost white, and the doctor told him not to use force during the recuperation period, but he completely ignored it.

The streets and alleys have been lit up, and the noise and movement of passing by the square can be vaguely heard.

Suddenly, traces of rain came from the car window.

Shen Jiarong withdrew her gaze, feeling even more irritable, "Speed ​​up."

The driver carefully glanced at the rearview mirror, and stepped on the accelerator as he said.

The car turned several intersections at high speed.

It may be due to luck, the road was unimpeded, and I got on the expressway without encountering a red light.

As time goes by, the distance to the airport is slowly approaching.

But just before arriving at the airport, the luck bottomed out.

The entrance of the airport seemed to be right in front of us, but the driver couldn't help swallowing when he saw the long queue of cars ahead, "Mr. Shen, there's a traffic jam ahead..."

Shen Jiarong opened his eyes suddenly.

Only 35 minutes left.

The driver grimaced, ready to receive Shen Jiarong's scolding, but suddenly heard the sound of opening the car door from the back seat.

He quickly turned around——

The rear door is wide open.

Shen Jiarong got out of the car.

The always elegant and noble figure was running towards the airport with all his strength.