Chapter 4: The Past (1)

The day Zhong Qing met Ji Mingchen, it was just an ordinary day, the weather had not completely cooled, but the fallen leaves all over the ground indicated the arrival of winter.

Zhong Qing sneezed and stepped on the dead leaves to walk out of the school gate, although the weather was not cold, but she still unfortunately caught a cold, because in order to look thin, she insisted on not wearing a pair of autumn pants under the school uniform pants.

However, in less than two days, she collected all the symptoms of a cold, such as fever, sneezing, and dizziness, and then entered the school infirmary with honor, so that she had to pretend to be okay and walk to and from school normally in order not to be ridiculed by her parents.

"Sad! Why is the head so heavy! Zhong Qing knocked on her head, but the pain of dizziness could not be relieved.

She staggered to the zebra crossing at the school gate and prepared to walk to the opposite street, and found that there were still many people waiting for the red light.

After all, it was the peak time after school, and there were a bunch of students and parents gathered at the school gate, noisy and crowded.

Zhongqing hurriedly didn't catch the previous round of green light, so he had to stand at the front and wait for the next round.

On the left is a middle-aged man with a loud voice on the phone, pulling his daughter while angrily scolding the person on the phone in his hometown, Zhong Qing's headache is even worse, and he turned his head to see a tall boy standing on the left.

Because the color of the school uniform of Shengning Middle School is divided according to age, just by looking at the school uniform, you can know what grade the other party is. If it's green, it's the first year of high school, and if it's blue, it's the second year of high school.

Zhong Qing's eyes were sour because of the fever, and she couldn't tell whether the color was blue or green after squinting for a long time.

The middle-aged man on the left suddenly raised his voice for some reason and said, "Hurry up!" ”

Zhong Qing didn't even look forward, thinking that the green light must have arrived, so he rushed forward.

Zhong Qing pressed her temples as she walked, thinking that the red light, which had always been perverted for a long time, was so fast, but as she walked, she found that something was wrong.

There's no one around her!

When I looked up, I saw a red light flashing for 3 seconds!

As soon as she tried to look back, she heard the extremely shrill sound of brakes and the screams of a crowd.

Zhong Qing's head went from a cloud of chaos to a blank space for only a few tenths of a second, and then she felt a blue figure rushing towards her, blocking her waist and dragging her forward.

Zhong Qing was knocked to the ground by the thrust of the comer, and fell forward suddenly, the hands still wanted to drag her forward, but it was too late, even if the speeding car desperately stepped on the brakes, it could knock down two people with huge inertia.

Zhong Qing could no longer recall all the details at that time, because she was unconscious when she was hit by the front of the car, and there was only a faint * sound in her ears, and a heart-rending low roar, intermittently.

This string of voices made Zhong Qing's heart twist every time she thought about it.

Disturb her dreams in every lonely night that follows.

When Zhong Qing woke up, she saw the snow-white walls and the red eyes of her parents.

Her mother, Gao Li, was moistening her lips with a cotton swab stick, and she was just about to speak, when she found that her throat was clogged and her voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

"Wake up, wake up, Liming, go call the doctor!" Gao Li saw Zhong Qing open her eyes, and hurriedly asked her husband Zhong Liming to call the doctor over.

"Qingqing, don't worry, your high fever has just subsided, and your throat must be uncomfortable."

Zhong Liming hurriedly dragged the doctor over, and after some examination, the doctor was relieved to say that there was no major problem.

"Just a slight bruise, plus a high fever, and now he's pretty much recovered."

"So, what about the man who saved me?"

Zhong Liming wanted to speak, but was stopped by Gao Li.

"You rest first, and I'll take care of the rest with your father."

Zhong Qing suddenly panicked in her heart, grabbed Gao Li's hand and said, "You tell me, nothing will happen to him, right?"

Gao Li didn't speak, but Zhong Qing saw that her mother's eyes were getting redder.

"It's not a problem that can't be cured, with his severity, even if it is reduced by surgery, but because the bone crack caused by the car is too serious, the effect of bone alignment will not be too good, and the limb function will be significantly limited, at most, it can only be slowly recovered by future rehabilitation exercises."

"Doctor, you must do your best, he is only 17, how can he be disabled?"

"Yes, yes! Money is not an issue, all treatment steps are based on the best results, and try not to leave sequelae. ”

"I'm sure I'll do my best, but I've already given you a shot in advance......"

……

Zhong Qing stood around the corner and saw her parents and a depressed middle-aged woman walking out of the doctor's office.

Zhong Qing vaguely heard some fierce words in the office, the woman's crying, her father's sigh, and the doctor's serious warning, all of which came together and hit Zhong Qing's heart one by one.

The person who rescued her was only seventeen years old, but he was in danger of being disabled for life.

Zhong Qing returned to the ward, and all she could think of was the picture of her parents helping the crying woman out of the ward.

Later, the boy underwent surgery.

As expected, the surgery did not make up for the serious consequences of the crash.

His left leg was fixed by a steel wire, he was lying on the bed with a pale face, and Zhong Qing burst into tears when he looked at it.

"What's your name?" There was a voice behind him, Zhong Qing came back to his senses, and saw the boy's mother, Wang Yuanzhen, coming in from the door with a lunch box, passing Zhong Qing and walking to the bedside.

"Hello Auntie, my name is Zhong Qing."

"You go back, Mingchen can't wake up for the time being." Wang Yuanzhen's voice was very cold, there was no blood on his face, and he looked even weaker than Ji Mingchen.

"Auntie, you don't have a good face, do you need to rest for a while, my mother can help you take care of it-"

Before Zhong Qing's words fell, he was caught by Wang Yuan's really sharp eyes, and Zhong Qing couldn't help but tremble.

"Get out!" Wang Yuan was really exhausted, and she didn't have much strength to scold, but Zhong Qing obviously felt the disgust and hatred of the woman in front of her.

Zhong Qing didn't dare to say more, and glanced at the hospital bed card when she turned to leave.

Ji Mingchen, the memory of the memory, the hour of the hour.