Chapter 57

Lei Qiu usually always looks like he is very arrogant, but he is actually a person with a lot of time concept, only she arrives early, and there is no part of her no-show or lateness, especially during filming, if Lei Qiu is twenty minutes late, then she must be delayed on the road.

"The question is, I came to the crew from the same place as her, and there was no traffic jam or other accidents on the road, so what situation could she be delayed?" Song Pingguo tried to dial Lei Qiu's phone for the sixth time, thinking that if she couldn't get through again this time, she would have to go out to find Lei Qiu.

She waited patiently for the beep in the earpiece to come to an end, then slipped her phone into her bag and headed to the door.

Just as Song Pingguo's hand was on the doorknob, she received a call from Lei Qiu on her own initiative.

"Hey, Apple." I don't know if it's her delusion, Song Pingguo felt that Lei Qiu's voice trembled a little, "Uh...... I'm in the hospital right now......"

If Song Pingguo could crush the mobile phone with her bare hands, the mobile phone would definitely have been turned into pieces by now.

However, Lei Qiu called in person to say that she was in the hospital, which showed that she was conscious and her physical condition also made the doctor allow her to call, at least she was not pushing to the operating room, which made Song Pingguo a little relieved, and began to ask how Lei Qiu could toss herself into the hospital in such a short distance from home to the crew.

"It can't be a gastrointestinal problem, right?" Thinking of the problem that Lei Qiu's usual lifestyle might lead to zhì, Song Pingguo kindly guessed.

"No......" Raichu's voice shuddered in pain, "I was hit by a car on the road. ”

Song Pingguo almost hit her head against the wall.

Raichu immediately realized that what he said was easily misunderstood, and quickly added: "It's an electric car, and I was hit by an electric car." ”

Song Pingguo felt that she had to make an account for Lei Qiu in this matter, and when she was healed, she would settle it slowly with her.

But that's when she's healed, so let's take care of the sick and wounded first.

"Are you in the hospital now? In which hospital? Gong Xiao was also waiting for Song Pingguo to finish the call, so as to tell her what happened to Lei Qiu, and now when she heard the clear keyword of the hospital, she raised her head and looked at Song Pingguo in some surprise, "How are you now?" ”

"It's okay...... It's OK. Raichu hissed and inhaled on the other end of the phone, "I think the owner of the car is scared." He took me to the hospital and is waiting for a check-up. Zhongshan Hospital, it should be quite close to you. ”

"Okay, then I'll get to you right away." As soon as Song Pingguo's voice fell, he corrected himself again, "No, I have to go home first to get the money, did you bring your wallet when you came out?" Alas, what am I asking, you must not have brought ...... anyway"

"I didn't bring it, and I don't have any big problems." It sounded like Lei Qiu didn't hurt Cheng Dù, who was delirious, and even spoke as full of anger as usual, in terms of her physical element, Bacheng was a flesh wound, "You go home first and get the money and then come over, walk slowly on the road, don't be in a hurry at all." ”

Song Pingguo hung up the phone, thinking about talking to Gong Xiao about Lei Qiu's situation first, and turned around to find that Gong Xiao was already taking out his wallet.

"Don't run home to get the money, you can go straight to the hospital." Gong Xiao also took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and handed them to Song Pingguo, "Just treat it as if I lent it to you, if you don't remember to return it, just call me again if it's not enough, and I'll have someone send it to you." ”

This money is really nothing to Gong Xiao, but when she received the money in her hand, Song Pingguo still felt moved, whether it was as a boss or as a friend, Gong Xiao was too good to say.

Song Pingguo nodded gratefully at Gong Xiaoye: "I wish you and Sang Zhi a hundred years of happiness!" ”

"Let's go." Gong Xiao also helped her open the door, "If you say a few more words, I may not want you to pay back." ”

"So I said that Gong Tou'er is still very interesting at the critical moment." When Song Pingguo rushed to the hospital, Lei Qiu was still queuing up in the corridor with the registration list, she held the wall with both hands, staggered to Song Pingguo with one foot, reached out and pressed her shoulder to stabilize her body, this time she used too much force and almost fell down with Song Pingguo, "I'm tired of standing on one foot, but there is no seat." ”

The chairs in the hallway were already full of people with the same leg and foot injuries waiting for treatment, and Lei Chu put one hand on Song Pingguo's shoulder, and the other hand propped up the wall, carefully trying to put his injured leg on the ground.

However, in Song Pingguo's opinion, this action is far from being cautious.

"You give me a little rest." Song Pingguo hurriedly stopped her movements, "What about the person who hit you?" ”

"He was in a hurry to leave in advance, leaving a phone number and saying that he would call him again if he needed compensation." Raichu leaned against the wall in a different position and glanced through the door, "It's my next turn." Did you bring me something to eat? ”

Song Pingguo took out the apple she was carrying before going out from her bag and stuffed it into Lei Chu's hand: "Please, you were hit by a car, can you show a little bit of the attitude that the wounded and sick should have?" ”

"Being hit by an electric car is also considered being hit by a car?" Raichu bit a mouth full of apples and retorted to her vaguely, "Then when I am filming, I will jump from the basement door to the basement." ”

Song Pingguo affectionately held her face with both hands: "Do you know, Lei Qiu, if I hadn't been able to beat you, I would have beaten you a long time ago." ”

"I can let you." Raichu nibbled on the apple in her hand, and the doctor called for the next one at this time, and she jumped into the examination room with the apple core in her hand.

Regarding the injuries suffered by Raichu in this "car accident", the doctor's conclusion is that there is no, it is just a bruise, and it will disappear after a while, and there is no need to prescribe medicine.

"No, doctor." Raichu's eyes widened, and he threw the apple core into the trash can on the table, "But I feel pain?" ”

"Where do you hurt?"

Raichu thought for a moment and touched the injured leg on the ground slightly: "Uh...... Heel there......"

"You got hit in the calf and your heel hurts?" The doctor glanced at her, his eyes and tone were full of helplessness, "I just want to tell you this, your heel pain is not because you were hit by a car, but because your Achilles tendon is inflamed." ”

Fortunately, the injury was not a major injury, and the illness was not a serious illness, and the doctor prescribed medicine to let Raichu rest well after returning home, and strive for a speedy recovery.

After sending Lei Qiu home, Song Pingguo also called Gong Xiao to report the situation, and then grabbed the mobile phone and asked Lei Qiu hesitantly: "Do you want to call your parents and say something?" ”

"Don't!" Lei Qiu grabbed his mobile phone and held it in his arms, "It's not a serious illness, it's better not to let them know, otherwise they will worry about me again, and I won't be able to leave the work at home...... Particularly troublesome. ”

Ten minutes after learning that Raichu was Achilles' tendon inflamed, Gong Xiao knocked on the door of the two of them, insisting that she was partly to blame for the incident.

"Gong Tou'er, I really can't blame you for this." Raichu leaned back on the couch, his inflamed leg hanging lazily in the air, "At most, it's to blame that I didn't warm up and was still jumping around on the concrete floor, the doctor had already scolded me just now." ”

Hearing her say this, Gong Xiao also seemed to have finally let go of the guilt in his heart, and before leaving, he also told Lei Qiu to call her if he needed anything, especially the problem of money, which could be solved in minutes.

Lei Qiu said, "I just have an inflammation of the tendon and it's not a terminal illness, Gong Tou'er, don't add drama to me" and sent her out the door, then turned around and jumped back on the sofa, covered her eyes with the back of her hand, and let out a long breath.

"I'm as excited as a schoolboy who doesn't want to go to school and suddenly finds out he's sick." Raichu muttered, "But if only I wasn't really sick, it really hurts......"

Song Pingguo sat down on the armrest of the sofa, grabbed her ankle and shook it lightly: "It hurts?" Do you want to go to bed and lie down? ”

"No, I'm too lazy to move, so let's do it first." Raichu sat up and took her in his arms, rubbing her cheek and snorting hot air around her neck, "You go check if there's any recipe for Achilles tendon inflammation or something." ”

"There's nothing like that, at most there's something you can't eat." Song Pingguo pounded her stomach angrily, "What do you want to eat?" ”

"Hmm...... I want to eat something sweet. ”

After a few minutes, Lei Qiu first looked at the large bags and small bags of materials and tools on the coffee table in front of him, and then looked at Song Pingguo who was sitting next to him: "Isn't your battlefield in the kitchen?" ”

"I'll be with you."

Lei Qiu straightened his back so that Song Pingguo could reach for the small electronic scale while leaning on her, and put the glass bowl or weigh the materials.

Making desserts is one of Song Pingguo's favorite activities to get Raichu involved, partly because it is really easy to weigh ingredients or mix several ingredients together according to the precise instructions of the recipe, and partly because it is a hard work.

Whenever Song Pingguo kneaded the dough with backache and stood on the edge of the stove with a heavy electronic whisk and felt that he had nothing to love, Lei Qiu suddenly became one of the most intimate girlfriends in the world, deliberately helping you solve a problem quietly, and posing as if he had saved the world.

Song Pingguo skillfully put the weighed softened butter into a large enough stainless steel bowl, and then handed Lei Qiu a whisk even more skillfully: "Come, Lei Qiu, continue to save the world." ”

Raichu stared at the whisk in his hand for a moment, "Manual? ”

"The electric whisk broke last time, and I haven't bought a new one yet." Song Pingguo leaned on Lei Qiu's shoulder and patted her encouragingly, "Come on, but you said you wanted dessert." ”

"You're enslaving the sick and wounded."

"I'm calling it the envoy's girlfriend."

Raichu had nothing to say, so he had to vent his anger on Butter.

Butter shows that we are innocent too.