9. Chapter 9 The Drunkard Was Sent to the Police Station

Tai Jinghao saw Chang Yichen half-leaning on the hospital bed, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, because Shitong was behind him, he couldn't be so obvious.

Shi Tong didn't see the momentary exchange in the eyes of the two, Jing Hao approached Chang Yichen and asked anxiously, "Boss, are you okay!" How do you feel now? ”

Hearing this word, Shitong's heart became even more nervous, this boss's subordinates are so rude, but I think this boss is even more difficult, no wonder such a little injury has to ask for hospitalization.

'That's it, did I just tell him that I'll be responsible for his medical expenses.' Thinking back to what she had said to them at the bar, she began to regret the fact that she had stepped forward so bravely to come down just now.

If this is a full-body examination or something, and then there is a mental damage fee, then I'm afraid she won't be able to fill this hole even if she goes bankrupt.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked at Chang Yichen's head. From the moment she walked into this hospital, Chang Yichen's eyes have always fallen on Shi Tong, from the time she ran forward and backward for her injuries, to Jing Hao's poor attitude towards her when she came in, and the slight changes on her face fell into his eyes one by one.

After that, he looked at Jing Hao again and said with a slight smile: "It's okay, it's just a little bit of skin." Miss, I don't know your name until now, but I can say it now! ”

The two of them haven't spoken much until now, and the most common thing they communicate with is when she is anxious and greets, 'How are you?' Do you feel uncomfortable in any way? ’

And Chang Yichen just shook his head lightly, he stood there and thought so much, Chang Yichen suddenly came out with such a sentence, and the poet child's reaction was half a beat slower.

"Ahh Oh, my name is Liu Shitong, Mr. Chang, you see, since your current injury is not serious, then, can I plead with you, please raise your noble hand in this matter. The poet had a very good attitude, bowed his head slightly, and looked very earnest.

"Who is that man?"

Obviously, he was very clear about the people around Shitong in his heart, but he was still asking like this, and Jing Hao could only stand aside and look at the two quietly.

There is such a person, in fact, Jing Hao is also happy for Chang Yichen in his heart, no matter what the outcome is in the future, at least now Chang Yichen is slowly opening the closed door in his heart.

"He's my friend, because he was drunk today, that's why he did something to hurt you, I sincerely implore you, we will bear the consequences of this matter, can you not pursue it?"

As soon as Shi Tong's words fell, Jing Hao immediately said, "I'm sorry, Miss Liu, when I left the bar, I already had someone send that drunk man to the police station." ”

As soon as Jing Hao's words came out, Shi Tong was really shocked, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his thin lips opened slightly, surprised by what they did.

Breathing a sigh of relief, he also calmed himself down and said: "Mr. Chang, I know it's our fault to beat people, but I've been with you since something happened, you see, can you raise your hand!" Whatever you need, we will try to satisfy you as much as possible and alarm the police. Let's negotiate this matter ourselves! ”

Although the tone of his speech was still so gentle and low, the meaning of his words had changed a lot. Looking at her nervous appearance, for some reason, Chang Yichen felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but there was a warm smile on the corner of his mouth and said gently: "I see that your attitude is not bad." But the wound on this head is hard to say. ”