She grabbed her coat and put it on her arm, and walked out with her bag on her back.

The luggage had been put away, Su Mingyuan had already sat in the car, and Qi Han was standing at the door of the cab looking at the yard, obviously waiting for her

Qiao Yue hurriedly trotted a few steps, opened the back door and sat in.

Qiao Yue knew Su Mingyuan's habits, and every time he took the car, he always sat in the back.

Su Mingyuan sat in the back, and Qiao Yue didn't dare to dare to sit in the co-pilot.

"Your coat." Qiao Yue whispered, reaching out and handing over her coat.

Su Mingyuan raised his eyelids slightly and reached out to pick them up.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Qiao Yue grabbed his outstretched hand.

I saw a long scar on the back of the white hand, and the surrounding area was already a little red and swollen.

Su Mingyuan didn't speak, he just looked at Qiao Yue fixedly, an unknown color flashed in his deep black eyes, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Facing Su Mingyuan's gaze, Qiao Yue realized that she was holding his hand tightly, she subconsciously let go of her hand and whispered, "I'm sorry." ”

Su Mingyuan didn't speak, reached out and took his coat and put it aside, then continued to look down at the tablet in his hand, which was densely covered with English.

Qi Han noticed the movement in the back seat, he glanced through the rearview mirror, and saw Qiao Yue looking in the direction of Su Mingyuan, with a worried look on his face.

Qi Han shrunk his neck, pretended not to hear anything, and continued to concentrate on driving.

He didn't want to go to Africa.

Qiao Yue remembered that Su Mingyuan's hand should have been scraped by a rose thorn when he was in the garden last night.

She knew that Su Mingyuan's physique was the kind that was easy to be allergic, and if it was broken a little, if it was not dealt with in time, it would be easy to become red, swollen and inflamed.

Qiao Yue blamed herself a little, if it weren't for her, Su Mingyuan wouldn't have been injured by the flower thorn.

However, now that Su Mingyuan has an idle expression, she can't ask anything more.

The car ran all the way, and it took about half an hour to reach the high-speed rail station.

Qiao Yue didn't understand why Su Mingyuan chose to take the expensive but slow high-speed rail, even though it was faster and cheaper to fly.

She took the suitcase from Qi Han's hand, and after thanking her, she hurriedly followed Su Mingyuan into the station.

Qi Han stood beside the car, watching the backs of the two leaving, with a meaningful smile on his face.

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After entering the high-speed rail station, the two did not go to the ordinary waiting area, but went straight to the VIP waiting room.

Because it was still early, there were not many people at the station, and in addition to Qiao Yue and Su Mingyuan, there were two other people in the waiting room, a man and a woman, who looked like husband and wife.

Seeing them come in, the woman smiled at Qiao Yue, and Qiao Yue also smiled politely back.

From the moment she was in the car, Qiao Yue's attention had been on the injury on the back of Su Mingyuan's hand, and she saw that it was still early to get on the bus, so she stood up and said, "I'll go out for a while." ”

Su Mingyuan didn't speak, nodded slightly, and agreed.

Qiao Yue walked out with her bag.

Qiao Yue walked around the waiting room for a long time, but she didn't find a pharmacy.

Su Mingyuan's hands had to be disinfected quickly.

She was a little anxious, so she simply walked out of the station, and sure enough, within a few minutes of walking, she found a 24-hour pharmacy.

Qiao Yue hurriedly walked in, bought some anti-inflammatory drugs and band-aids, and hurried back to the station.

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