Chapter 22: The Beginning of the Journey
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The security guard at the platform of the guardhouse bowed to Zhang Qianhan and then smiled and greeted him cordially, and then turned around in embarrassment and said something to the man in the red and blue vest next to him.
Zhang Qianhan stopped the car slightly, he knew this vest.
"What, do you need help?" He asked, leaning out of the window.
"Ani......" The security guard shook his head.
The man in the red and blue vest asked, "Sir, are you the owner here?" ā
"Ah......" The security guard frowned, a little dissatisfied with the behavior of the man in the vest, and raised his hand to grab him.
Zhang Qianhan smiled at him and signaled him not to mind, and at the same time hurriedly grabbed the security guard's arm and said, "I've been to their restaurant several times, and I know them." Then he looked at the man, "That's right, I'm the owner here." ā
The man showed a look of surprise on his face, and asked: "Inside, there is something I want to ask for your help, sir, I have a takeaway here, but the owner is unwilling to go downstairs to pick it up, but I have some urgent matters now......
"What's the urgency?" Zhang Qianhan asked.
The man's expression was a little gloomy: "My wife is sick. ā
"Then what kind of takeaway are you still delivering here, why didn't you go to the hospital." Zhang Qian said puzzledly, thinking about whether work is important or his wife is important, if other people know that their wife is sick, they will probably go straight to the past.
The man said distressedly: "It's already unfortunate that my wife is sick, and if I am complained by customers about deducting the bonus because of this, I can't even afford the medical expenses." ā
"You and I have been grinding for a few minutes, and we have already finished sending it." The security guard took off his hat and fanned it, and glanced at Zhang Qianhan apologetically, "Our property regulations can't bother the owner because of this kind of thing." ā
Zhang Qianhan raised his eyebrows, sighed and looked at the security guard, "Have you read his work card?" ā
"Well, I've seen this guy a few times." The security guard nodded.
Zhang Qianhan beckoned: "Give me the things, I'll send them to you." ā
"Thank you so much!" The man bowed in surprise.
Zhang Qianhan took this takeaway and said with a smile: "Don't thank me, hurry up and go back and take care of your wife more." ā
"I'm sorry for you." The security guard also smiled, he was powerless, and if this kind of thing could be properly solved, it would save a lot of trouble.
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"Miss Jimi, your takeaway." Zhang Qianhan rang the doorbell and said.
After a while, Lin Yun'er opened the door and looked at him in surprise, blinking: "Mr. Zhang Qianhan, why are you?" ā
Zhang Qianhan explained the things downstairs with a smile, and then weighed the weight with his hand, feeling a little heavy, it was estimated that it was food for three people, so he asked curiously: "Is there any guest at Miss Zhimei's house?" ā
Lin Yun'er shook her head suspiciously: "No, why do you ask." ā
"Nothing." Zhang Qianhan said with a dry smile, thinking that he didn't look big, and the amount of food was really not to be underestimated, so he handed her the takeaway, "I wish you a happy meal." ā
"I'm tired." Lin Yun'er said gratefully.
Zhang Qianhan smiled slightly and said that it was a trivial matter, and was about to turn around and go home, at this time, he happened to notice Lin Yun'er's leg stumbling slightly, and subconsciously looked over, and saw that in the ankle part of the calf, the bone was slightly red.
The last time was at the anniversary party of Girls' Generation, that is, the day before yesterday, I saw a red light on the bone in Tiffany's shoulder, in fact, several other people at that time also had it, but it was not obvious, but compared to the other white bones, it was easy to detect.
Zhang Qianhan faintly felt that this should be directly related to the eyes.
"The ......," he hesitated.
Lin Yun'er looked at him suspiciously.
"Is your foot sprained?" Zhang Qianhan stretched out his finger and pointed to her right foot, which was slightly off the ground, and then raised his eyebrows and asked with some disbelief.
Lin Yun'er was stunned for a moment, then picked at her pretty face, and said with a smile: "Ah Nei, I have sprained myself before, and when I practiced dancing just now, I seemed to have accidentally relapsed." ā
Zhang Qianhan nodded thoughtfully, looked at her and said, "Do you have potions and bandages?" ā
āā¦ā¦ Yes. Lin Yun'er said.
Zhang Qianhan smiled, even if he couldn't see his face because he was extremely keen, just by listening to the tone, he knew that Lin Yun'er didn't want to trouble him, so he lied, so he waved his hand and said, "Wait for me, I'll bring it to you." ā
Looking at Zhang Qianhan, who took out his key card and opened the door, Lin Yun'er couldn't help but smile embarrassedly, sometimes feeling as if she couldn't hide anything from the person in front of her.
After a while, Zhang Qianhan walked up to her with a tape wrapped in moisture-proof plastic film and a bottle of potion, which is not usually used, Zhang Qianhan was still looking at the precautions on the medicine bottle while walking, and only after finding that there was nothing wrong did he look up and hand it to her.
"Don't eat raw, cold, and greasy food......"
"In addition, if the skin is broken, don't use it, quickly apply a cold compress to coagulate the blood before going to the hospital, and don't rub it indiscriminately, so as not to break the already fragile blood vessels......"
Lin Yun'er looked at Zhang Quanhan, who kept nagging in her mouth, and took it after a moment, looking at the dense Chinese characters on the bottle, and wondered: "Mr. Zhang Quanhan knows Chinese?" ā
"This is medicine from my hometown." Zhang Qianhan said with a smile.
Lin Yun'er looked at him in surprise, Zhang Qianhan didn't wait for Lin Yun'er to ask again, looked at the time, it's time to adjust the jet lag, you have to take some sleeping pills and get some sleep quickly, otherwise you will be sleepy tomorrow and won't be able to get up, so she waved her hand and said goodbye directly.
Lin Yun'er glanced at the closed door, then looked at the medicine bottle in her hand, and shook it vigorously curiously, there was a gurgling sound inside, and the transparent glass bottle reflected the bright red wine-like medicinal liquid, which was extremely magnificent.
On the night of the next day, the sky swept the sky and the sky was lit up like day.
Zhang Duhan buried his head in the water, the coolness stimulated his skin, then raised his head and pinched the bridge of his nose, opened his tired eyes, the sleepiness was slowly dissipating, and the chaotic mind gradually woke up at this moment.
I grabbed a towel and wiped my face.
Dragged the suitcase that had been prepared for a long time, put on the headphones, and set off directly.
Arrived at Jin's house, the family was already waiting outside, Jin's father first came over to scold Zhang Qianhan, saying roughly why travel abroad, now it's so unsafe outside, just just be on Jeju Island, Jin's mother hurriedly laughed and pulled Lao Jin away, and Zhang Jianhan slowly said some precautions to take good care of these two daughters.
The eldest brother of the Jin family was very grateful, and hugged him with a sad face and whispered, "You finally pulled them away." ā
Since Kim Taeyeon went home without a vacation, Daikin's status has plummeted, and he hasn't wanted to go home for a long time in the past few days and has lived in the company dormitory, but living in the company is obviously not as comfortable as at home, and he always has insomnia.
Zhang Qianhan smiled sympathetically, only blaming Jin Zhiyong's personality is a little soft, and he looks tall, but his bones are thin, like a bamboo pole, especially with a pair of glasses, from a distance, you can find that there seems to be a big word "accept" engraved on his head, who else can be affected if he is not bullied.