Chapter 1015

After the above question and answer, the two soon fell into a deadlock with nothing to say. Dashuang hesitated for a moment and said, "it's getting late. If you want to go back, I'll go."

When Ning Qing heard that Da Shuang was about to leave, she said, "did you come here specially to find me? What's the matter? "

Subtext: if you come to me specially, talk more.

However, Da Shuang said, "I'm going to see my sister and my little niece. I'm passing by here and I'll see you by the way. I'm relieved to see you are fine. Goodbye."

Ning Qing lowered her head and said in a low voice, "goodbye."

At the moment, even she didn't realize how lost her voice was.

Because, she really hoped that he could stay and talk to her more, even more!

Miss him so long, so easy to meet, did not expect to just meet him to leave, she... Good loss ah!

However, she is a conservative girl. No matter how eager she is in her heart, she can't take the initiative to chase a man. In particular, this man is a rich man and her patron.

Her performance is too active, will let him misunderstand himself, she does not want to be misunderstood by him, so, she can only hide her heart, quietly go forward.

Dashuang also turned back to open the door, ready to sit back in the car.

When both of them got to the door, a brick flew in and hit Da Shuang on the back of the head.

Big Shuang stuffy hum a, covered the head to fall in the car all of a sudden.

Then, with a bang, the brick fell to the ground, and Ning Qing realized what had happened.

"How are you?" She ran over and helped the big pair on the car.

"I'm... Hurt."

Da Shuang frowned, took back his hand on the back of his head and put it in front of his eyes.

Under the light of the lamp, a bloody hand appeared in front of me, "ah - blood - you're bleeding!"

Ning Qing sees bloody palm, exclaim, face all white!

"Damn, I've been attacked!" Da Shuang covered the back of his head with his hand again and pressed hard on the bleeding part, because he already felt that warm blood was flowing out from the back of his head. It seemed that the injury was not light.

"Don't worry, come on, my house is in front. Let's go. I'll take you back to my house to deal with it!" Ning Qing is about to cry, tightly holding big pair of arms, can't help but go to her home.

"Need not..." big Shuang Dun stopped a pace, "the head broke, have to sew needle, I still hurry to go to the hospital to handle."

"Then I'll go with you." Ning Qing finished, did not wait for him to refuse, turned to run to the co pilot there, opened the door and sat in.

Dashuang hesitated and got into the car.

When he got to the car, a soft handkerchief covered the injured part of the back of his head.

Ning Qing said, "you drive. I'll press the wound for you to avoid bleeding."

Da Shuang was pressed by her back. She couldn't see her face, so she started the car and drove to the hospital.

On the way, Ning Qing obviously felt that her palm was moist, and there was something sticky and warm flowing down her palm.

You don't have to look, you know what it is.

Ning Qing is very worried, she takes nasal voice, careful ask, "ache?"? If it hurts, don't drive. Let's call 110 for an ambulance! "

When Da Shuang heard her crying voice, he felt warm in his heart and said, "I'm ok, just a little hurt. Just a few stitches."

Ning Qing said, "the head is broken, still say nothing? Then how can I be regarded as something? " After that, he felt that what he had just said was a little heavy, so he softened his voice and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't talk to you like this. Don't be angry. Concentrate on driving. I won't disturb you any more..."

She leaned sideways, half kneeling on the chair, one hand pressing his wound tightly, the other hand holding the back of the chair to maintain balance.

Eight or nine minutes later, they arrived at the hospital. Dashuang stopped the car and raised his hand to press the wound.

Maybe the injury affected his thinking ability. When pressing the wound, he seemed to forget that there was a small hand on the back of his head. Inadvertently, his big hand was pressed on the small hand.

Ning Qing's hand trembled for a while, but didn't move, still tightly press his head.

Dashuang realized that he was abrupt and explained, "I'll do it myself." Then he added, "you press it for me for a long time, and my arm is sore, right?"

Ning Qing shakes his head, "not sour, do you hurt?" Her voice was soft and pitiful.

"I don't hurt anymore, really." Big bilingual gas gently said, "you take your hand away, I will press."

"Well, I'll count '123'. Hurry up and watch the blood flow out again." Ning Qing sniffed and said, "1, 2, 3..."

On the count of "3", she quickly opened her hand and called out "press it."

Da Shuang held it down, looked at her and said with a smile, "the handover is successful. Let's go down."

Ning Qing can't laugh. He can see his blood flowing to his back and dyed his snow-white T-shirt red. With so much blood, he can still laugh. This heart is too big!

She followed Da Shuang step by step, helped him carry his bag, and carefully looked at the back of his head, like a little valet.

Two people came to the emergency room, the emergency room doctor helped Dashuang deal with some.

As Dashuang expected, he had to sew a needle, so the doctor shaved his hair, and then he sewed it for him.

During this period, Ning Qing stood outside the emergency room, holding a pair of bags, anxiously waiting for him.

Just waiting, several young girls passed by. One of the most beautiful and fashionable girls saw the bag in Ning Qing's hand and picked her eyebrows.

She stopped and seemed to want to say something to Ning Qing, but she hesitated and walked away.

The next second, she took out her cell phone from her bag and skillfully dialed a number.

"Lingling..."

Dashuang's bag rings. To be exact, the mobile phone in the bag rings.

Ning Qing a Zheng, have no way of looking at that bell ring of bag, a time unexpectedly don't know what to do.

At this time, the beautiful girl who just passed in front of her stood in front of her and said, "whose bag do you have?"

Ning Qing a see this girl complexion is not good, subconsciously will pack in the bosom, vigilant looking at Wang zhirou, "I, why should tell you?"

When Wang zhirou saw her holding Dashuang's personal belongings in her arms, she was very angry and said, "this bag belongs to my friend. Where is he? Why is his bag with you? "

At this time, with Wang zhirou together with a few friends also come together, tongue in cheek.

"Zhirou, what's the matter?"

Wang zhirou said coldly, "my friend's bag is in this woman's hand!"

"Ah, it's a man's bag, zhirou. Who's your friend? It's not a boyfriend, is it? " One of my best friends gossips.

The other one is more direct and says in a loud voice, "can't it be Huo Jingxi's bag? Rourou, didn't he say he was with his family today? Why are you here? "

Wang zhirou gritted her teeth and said with a smile, "how can I know why he is here, miss, can you help me explain?"

Ning Qing looks at Wang zhirou's aggressive appearance, and a bad feeling suddenly appears in her heart——

Isn't this beautiful woman his girlfriend?