ASTNovels Chapter 347 Injured
Chapter 347 Injured
Rong Junchu had already arrived at the gate of the hospital, and Song Qingzhu had already gotten into the car when he received the call from Lin You.
When he heard someone coming, his eyebrows frowned slightly.
In the end, he coldly asked Lin You to let her leave directly.
After hanging up the phone, Song Qingzhu asked, "What's wrong? Why do you look so bad?"
"It's okay." Rong Junchu turned the steering wheel and turned around, Song Qingzhu paused, seeing that the direction of the car was opposite to Rong Yuan, she asked in confusion: "Didn't you mean to go back to Rong Yuan?"
Just now when Rong Junchu came to pick her up, he wanted to take her to Rongyuan, because Xixi came and said he wanted to prepare a gift for her.She had been looking forward to it for a long time, but the direction seemed to have changed at this time.
"Let's go eat first." Rong Junchu paused before replying, "Xixi has gone home, there is no one in Rongyuan now."
Song Qingzhu had no doubts, and suddenly realized.
Then Rong Junchu took her to a nearby restaurant for dinner, and they ate until after eight o'clock in the evening. During this time, Rong Junchu looked at his mobile phone from time to time, his brows were slightly frowned, and it seemed that something happened.
Song Qingzhu was eating dessert, holding a spoon, watching him look at his mobile phone from time to time, she said, "Master Jiu, if you have something to do, you can go first, it's fine, I will go back by myself later."
Rong Junchu hesitated for a moment before he looked up.
"Why don't I take you back."
"No, no, no." Song Qingzhu waved his hands boldly, and said to him with a smile, "Go, don't delay things."
"Okay, then you go home and pay attention to safety, and send me a message when you go back."
"Ok."
"Don't forget, remember to call me and report to me that I'm safe."
"I know, I know, Master Jiu is really long-winded." Song Qingzhu covered his mouth and smiled, his eyes were shining, like the stars in the distance, so dazzling and shining.
Rong Junchu's heart moved, he came to Song Qingzhu, under her gaze, kissed her forehead, pinched the tip of her nose, "Then I'm leaving, I've settled the bill, you can eat as much as you want .”
"Good good."
Song Qingzhu replied with a smile.
Rong Junchu left quickly, and the table became deserted.
Song Qingzhu drank water, ate something, propped her chin, and looked at the crowds of people around her, feeling a little envious in her heart.
I don't know what Xi Yan is doing.
"Forget it, go home."
Song Qingzhu put the bag on his body and left.
It's past eight o'clock now, and this restaurant is not far from where she lives, just two paths away.
Think of it as exercising after meals. I just gained weight recently, so I should lose weight.
She glanced at her phone, but no one sent her a message. Remembering Rong Junchu's anxious look when she left just now, she was a little worried, and she didn't know what happened. Did something happen to the company?
Song Qingzhu felt that he was really useless at this time, and he couldn't help him at all.
She came to a small road, the road here was very dark, there were no street lights around, and there were many camphor trees planted on both sides, occasionally a few leaves of the camphor trees fell down, and there was a wind at night, making strange noises.
Song Qingzhu stopped because she seemed to hear footsteps behind her.
She turned her head to look, but there was no one behind her, only the rustling of leaves blown by the cold wind.
Strange, is it her hallucination?
Song Qingzhu scratched his head, turned his head and continued walking.
At this moment, the phone rang.
Song Qingzhu was startled, she looked around before answering the phone.
It was Albert calling.
Albert's voice seemed ethereal, and the wind could be heard from the microphone.
"Hey?"
"Qing Zhu, where are you?" Albert asked in a low voice.
"I am on my way home."
Albert chuckled when he heard this, and footsteps came from the other end.
"Then it's you I see."
"Huh? Where are you?"
Seeing this, Song Qingzhu looked around and saw a figure from the bushes. She opened her eyes carefully, and then the figure grew longer and longer, and soon Albert's figure appeared.
Albert hung up the phone, with a polite and gentle smile on his face, and walked slowly towards her.
Song Qingzhu raised her hand and waved at him. She didn't expect to see Albert here, and she hadn't seen him for a long time.
Albert was about to come in front of Song Qingzhu, suddenly his face changed slightly, Song Qingzhu was startled, turned his head subconsciously, grabbed her arm with one hand, the wind speed hit her breathing, and then she was hugged He fell into his arms, only to hear a thud, and Song Qingzhu felt his heart throbbing.
The sound of the knife falling to the ground brought Song Qingzhu's thoughts back to reality.
Song Qingzhu's eyes widened, watching the black shadow run away, she became nervous.
Struggling out of Albert's arms, when he heard him gasp, he retracted his hand in fear and caution.
She felt wet and sticky in her hands, and her professional habits let her know that the wet feeling came from the blood on his shoulder.
"You're bleeding!"
Song Qingzhu subconsciously shouted, his voice trembling.
Albert covered half of his arm and comforted her, "I'm fine."
"How could it be okay?" Song Qingzhu turned around nervously. She was short of breath and wanted to help him, but couldn't do anything. She ran to the other side to hold his uninjured arm, and said nervously to him, "Hurry up, let's go to the hospital." .”
Said, want to pull him to the side of the road to stop the car to go to the hospital.
Rejected by Albert.
"Why don't you go to the hospital, such a large amount of blood must be stopped." Song Qingzhu was about to cry.
If it weren't for him, she would be the one hurting now.
She feels guilty and uncomfortable now.
"Don't you have bandages at your house?" Albert replied lightly, with a weak voice, "Go to your house."
Song Qingzhu thought about it, it was indeed very close to her apartment, and now going to the apartment is closer than going to the hospital.
Helping Albert back to the apartment, he frantically took out the key to open the door.
Albert's three-dimensional and deep facial features seemed to be terminally ill at the moment, and his face was very pale.
Seeing that Song Qingzhu was in such a hurry, he was very satisfied. The arm that was still hurting now seemed to have lost the pain, and it didn't hurt at all.
"You're in a hurry."
Albert said jokingly.
Song Qingzhu was in a panic. The more anxious she was, the more she couldn't open the door. She finally opened the door. She kicked the door open, turned on the light, and carefully helped Albert in, letting him sit on the sofa.
Then she ran into her room and rummaged through the medicine chest.
He took out the medicine box from the drawer, came to Albert without delay, squatted halfway in front of him, and watched his sleeves stained red, which was particularly conspicuous.
Song Qingzhu took out the scissors and carefully cut a hole in his clothes. Every time he touched his wound, he would feel pain.
Even if she wasn't hurt, she still felt the same way.