Wen Baijing sat in the car and sighed, women are so small-minded.
Last night he missed the appointment and sent several WeChat messages, but Ye Zhenzhen didn’t reply to any of them.
Opening the address book, he stared at Ye Zhenzhen's number in a daze. never mind! Apologizing in person is more sincere.
Dusk has arrived, pedestrians are walking shoulder to shoulder on the street, and there is constant sound of music and promotions in the shops.
In the KtV lobby, the front desk was extremely busy. The guest was busy booking rooms, waiting for guests to open cards, and when he had time, he also urged beauties to come to the front desk to get flowers.
On the north wall of the front desk, there are colorful bouquets of flowers. Basically they are roses and lilies.
"Where is Ye Zhenzhen? The flowers take up too much space here! Move to the lounge quickly." The receptionist shouted with a walkie-talkie in his hand.
In the princess team, everyone looked around, but Ye Zhenzhen was nowhere to be seen.
"Ye Zhenzhen didn't come today?"
"That bouquet of pink roses seems to be imported."
"I won't be at home because of what happened yesterday Cry!"
"Who knows! She is too stubborn, she just drank a glass of wine, she really wouldn't have made such a fuss."
Everyone was whispering in the hall. The fragrance of the flowers inside outweighed the smell of incense.
"The xx box is open."
"Hello, please come this way!" Zhi Ke led Wen Baijing to the box.
Wen Baijing was sitting in the box, thinking about what to say later. Ye Zhenzhen wouldn't hold on to such a trivial matter, so maybe a few words of coaxing would be enough.
"Dong dong dong!"
"Come in!"
"Hello, Ye Zhenzhen didn't come today." The waiter bowed.
Wen Baijing: "Not here?"
Waiter: "Yes."
Wen Baijing didn't know what was going on. She said she had been at work until today. How could you not come?
He took out his mobile phone and dialed Ye Zhenzhen's number, "Hello! The number you dialed has been turned off..."
Wen Baijing was wondering, even if he didn't go to work, how could he still call Ye Zhenzhen? Shut down?
"Do you know what's going on?" Wen Baijing frowned.
The waiter looked embarrassed and stretched out his hand to touch his neck.
Wen Baijing's eyes were sharp. After questioning, the waiter recounted what happened last night.
"But Ye Zhenzhen should be fine..." the waiter said.
Wen Baijing's voice was cold, "Why?"
Waiter: "Yesterday, she didn't cry before leaving get off work..."
Wen Baijing closed his eyes Eyes, anger was simmering in his chest, and a bitterness surged into his throat. Ye Zhenzhen, this fool is both stubborn and dishonest! The first time he met her, Wen Baijing knew that she was not suitable for nightclubs at all.
Ye Zhenzhen was about to leave the nightclub, and this happened before she left. justWell he got tripped up again yesterday.
She has a strong self-esteem and was humiliated in public yesterday. You can imagine the blow to her. When she was about to faint, she had to change her clothes before going to the hospital; she never mentioned her embarrassment, and she didn't bother to show off her misery to gain sympathy.
Wen Baijing felt uneasy for a moment. He didn't know Ye Zhenzhen's address and couldn't contact her.
The waiter came to Wen Baijing with Pink Snow Mountain in his arms, "Hello! These are Ye Zhenzhen's flowers, she is not here..."
Wen Baijing raised his arm lightly and exerted his strength. With a wave, the bouquet lost its support and fell towards the ground.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the bouquet fell heavily to the ground. The petals and branches scattered in all directions, and a romantic rain of pink flowers fell in front of them.
"Get out!"
The waiter held his breath and exited the box.
"Asshole!" Bullying a woman is nothing!
Ye Zhenzhen, you can cry when you feel wronged, or talk to me...
Fenxue Shan fell on the carpet, petals scattered all over the ground, the flower head was broken, and water leaked out. Damp wrapping paper.
Stepping on the broken petals, he approached the bouquet, slowly squatted down, and raised his hand to rub his forehead.
The delicate and beautiful flowers have their souls taken away and their vitality is completely gone. He reached out and took out the card, looking at it for a long time.
Driving in a city with four corners and eight states, I didn’t know where to go for a while. Where is Ye Zhenzhen? Is she okay?
He made many phone calls and sent countless WeChat messages. She would see it when she turned on her phone, yes! You'll see it when you turn it on.
Ye Zhenzhen, please turn on your phone!
His dark eyes, like deep pools, flashed with a trace of anxiety.
Wen Baijing held the steering wheel tightly, and the veins in his hands were slightly bulging due to excessive exertion. He slapped the steering wheel uncontrollably, as if he wanted to vent his uneasiness.
If he had arrived last night, he might have been able to stop it. Or after she was bullied, put a piece of clothing on her to comfort her in time...
Wen Baijing was flustered and confused all the way, the street lights were dim, the streets were busy with traffic, and pedestrians were rubbing shoulders.
Young lovers, this moment is particularly dazzling.
Wutong Road is named after the French plane trees planted on both sides of the road. As soon as summer comes, the leaves are as green as a canopy. On a sunny day, the sunlight passes through the gaps between the leaves, and the light and shadow overlap and move on the ground.
Walking under the sycamore tree, walking in the light and shadow, it is best to have a girl in a white dress like snow holding hands and walking beside you.
The People's Hospital is on Wutong Road.
Driving from east to west, he slowed down when passing the People's Hospital. The hospital was brightly lit like daylight, and it was also in this hospital at night not long ago.
He hugged Ye Zhenzhen anxiously, rushed into the hospital in panic, and stayed by her side, waiting for her to wake up.
Ye Zhenzhen onceShe said like a gossamer in his arms: "...can you...don't leave me..."
His heart was twitching, and there was a strand of toughness pulling on his heart.
Ye Zhenzhen is just an innocent girl.
Wen Baijing fell in love with her bright smiling face. What would that smiling face look like now?
"Beep--Beep--"
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The car behind them honked their horns wildly. Wen Baijing gathered back his thoughts, lightly stepped on the accelerator and drove away from the People's Hospital.
The drops of emerald green from the sycamore trees reflected in his deep eyes.
Ye Zhenzhen, where are you?
The moonlit sycamore tree shines in the pavilion, and the leaves are green. The wind stops and all the birds roost, and the sycamore trees treat each other as they grow old.
Wutong treats each other well.
…
The flowers are blooming, and the flowers are blooming.
Under night, a taxi passed from west to east, passed through the shade of sycamore trees, and stopped at the entrance of the People's Hospital.
Ye Mao and Wang You got out of the taxi, and they carried Ye Zhenzhen into the hospital.
After being caught in the rain last night and taking medicine with cold water this morning, and then moving and cleaning, Ye Zhenzhen developed a high fever without any suspense.
After get off work, Ye Mao and Wang You planned to come over and have a meal together. As a result, when I walked in, I saw Ye Zhenzhen's monkey-butt-like face.
In the emergency room, the lights were brightly lit, and the night shift doctors were busy shuttling in and out.
A young child was in agony after accidentally swallowing a fish bone, and his parents stood by him anxiously. The doctor carefully grasped the fish bone with tweezers and tried to remove it.
Sitting on the bench next to him was a young man who had been shot.
Ye Zhenzhen felt dizzy, and the light was so dazzling that she could not look directly. She subconsciously raised her hands to cover her eyes, but her hands were limp and powerless.
"Sister, are you feeling uncomfortable? Don't cry!"
Ye Mao was at a loss and said that he was just a man who had not experienced the world and had not grown up. Can't live with anything. Now that his sister is sick, he has to take the lead. After all, he has just entered society, and the panic after the incident is obvious to the naked eye.
Wang You took out a tissue to wipe Ye Zhenzhen's tears and smoothed Ye Zhenzhen's messy hair.
Ye Zhenzhen's throat was sore and swollen, and she had difficulty swallowing. She could only respond by waving her hands randomly.
"Thermometer!" The doctor reached out and took the thermometer.
39.8 degrees Celsius.
"The fever is so severe, what's going on?" The doctor frowned.
Ye Zhenzhen did not dare to swallow her saliva, so she held her saliva in her mouth and said: "Last night... it rained..."
The doctor shook his head: "If young people don't take care of their bodies, they will be worse in the future. You're going to suffer!"
After the medicine was prescribed, Ye Zhenzhen was carried to the infusion hall again. She tilted her head and leaned against it.On the chair, all the strength was taken away from me.
"Sister, do you want some water?" Wang You opened the water glass and handed it to Ye Zhenzhen.
She shook her head randomly. It was difficult to breathe now and her throat was uncomfortable. Her throat would hurt even more when she drank water. Besides, I always want to go to the bathroom when I'm getting an intravenous drip. Every time I go to the bathroom, it's extremely painful, and I might end up getting another injection.
In the infusion room, the nurse was busy inserting, removing needles, and changing dressings. Someone walked past Ye Zhenzhen. She shivered and felt a cool breeze running through her body.
Ye Zhenzhen's cheeks seemed to be stained with flames, and broken hair flew on her forehead. Her face was haggard, her head tilted and she leaned on the back of the chair and fell asleep.
Ye Mao kept rubbing his hands and looked at Wang You anxiously.
"Ye Zhenzhen, right!" The little nurse came over with a cart, "Put your hands down, it's time to get the injection!
"Yes! "Ye Mao replied.
The little nurse picked up her right hand and searched for the blood vessels. The little nurse studied for a while and then slowly inserted the needle.
Ye Zhenzhen frowned, it hurt! She suddenly retracted her hand. She knew it was wrong without even looking at her!
"Wait a moment. "The little nurse said in a gentle tone.
She walked to her colleague and said, "Sister, that patient's blood vessels are too thin, go ahead! "
Ye Zhenzhen looked sluggish and her eyes were distracted. Her body became so light that she might float up in the next second.
"Ye Zhenzhen, give me your hand! "
She handed her hand to the nurse, and the needle slowly advanced into the blood vessel.
"Okay! "The nurse put tape on Ye Zhenzhen.
"Is it you? The nurse's eyes lit up, "Didn't your boyfriend come with you today?" "
Ye Zhenzhen stared at the nurse intently, what a coincidence. In front of her was the nurse who praised her good fortune when Wen Baijing was sent to her hospital for heatstroke last time.
Most of her illness was over, and her brain became clear instantly.
Ye Mao and Wang You looked at Ye Zhenzhen in shock at the same time. The air suddenly became thin, and Ye Zhenzhen's heart hung in her throat. Eyes, blood is surging all over the body, and the rushing sound is gathering in the eardrums.
What kind of luck is this!
The world is so small sometimes, you just meet it. < /p>
Under the burning gazes from the left and right, Ye Zhenzhen pointed at her throat, and then shook her head.
She closed her eyes and fell asleep on the pretext of being sick. Don't ask! If you ask, the nurse will be confused.
Ye Mao and Wang You looked at each other, and Ye Zhenzhen looked sick, obviously unable to answer their questions.
Ye Mao's cell phone kept vibrating. He took it and walked out of the infusion room.
The night was approaching and the dust was clear.
The smell of disinfectant was strong in the air. /p>
The drops splashed and slowly dripped into the blood vessels.
Ye Mao came back with bread and drinks.He came to sit next to Wang You, tore open the bread and handed it to Wang You.
"Xiaoyou, please eat some bread to cushion your stomach!"
"I'm not hungry, and I don't want to eat in the hospital."
"You don't have any Are you angry? I will definitely buy you a gift for Chinese Valentine's Day, okay?" Ye Mao held Wang You's hand.
"I'm not angry." Wang You replied in a low voice.
"What gift do you want? I'll start saving money from now on..."
Ye Zhen Zhen fell asleep suddenly, in a daze, a wisp of pine and cypress appeared. The breath caressed the face.
A teardrop ran down the corner of her eye and sneaked into her temple hair.