After a few days of observation in the hospital, the hematoma on Chen Qingyue's head finally disappeared.

She thought she could be discharged.

After staying in the hospital for a long time, people have degenerated.

Especially when she saw that in the group, her classmates found jobs one after another and began to work at work, and she was also anxious.

Although the work has long been settled by Shen Xingjue.

She sat in the hospital bed and finished the last set of fluids, waiting for Shen Xingjue to pick her up and discharge her in the afternoon.

However, Chen Qingyue didn't want Shen Xingjue to pick her up.

After all, there are so many things in his company, he can send someone to pick her up.

For this reason, the two quarreled over this matter.

It was at this time that her phone rang.

At this look, I found that Murong Junxi called again.

She pursed her lips, pressed the answer button, and said directly and unceremoniously: "Murong Junxi, I said, don't call me in the future, there is no possibility between us." ”

Only with such ruthlessness, Murong Junxi will live well.

After speaking, Chen Qingyue was about to hang up the phone directly, when a female voice appeared and said, "May I ask you are Chen Qingyue, Miss Chen?"

Hearing that it was a female voice, Chen Qingyue was stunned for a while, and quickly reacted: "Yes, I am, may I ask who you are?"

Then the person over there continued: "We are a hospital, and Murong Junxi is in the rescue. ”

Hospital.

Chen Qingyue's whole person was stunned all of a sudden, her brain was blank, she didn't want Murong Junxi to have an accident.

"Okay, I'll be right there." Chen Qingyue hurriedly said yes, her face was as miserable as a blank piece of paper.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Qingyue immediately went to the hospital.

He must not have an accident, otherwise how can her conscience get by?

As he rushed to the emergency room, he thought to himself, he must not have an accident, with anxiety and worry on his face.

She didn't expect that she was fine just now, why is it like this now?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt a little afraid, Murong Junxi, you must not have anything to do.

When Chen Qingyue rushed to the emergency room, the lights were still on in the operating room.

The light in the corridor was a little dim, and he sat at the door of the emergency room with his head in his hands, and his delicate figure stood on the wall, looking very miserable.

Because Murong Junxi is an orphan, all the contact information is filled in by Chen Qingyue, and in Murong Junxi's heart, Chen Qingyue has long been his relative.

After a while, the doctors and nurses in white coats walked out.

Chen Qingyue hurriedly stepped forward to meet her and asked, "Doctor, how is it?"

The doctor slowly took off his mask, shook his head with a sad expression like everyone on TV, and said, "I'm sorry, we've done our best." ”

Qingyue's hand trembled, and Murong Junxi, her Junxi, left.

A flat cart was pushed out of the operating room, and on it lay a man, but the whole person was covered with a white cloth.

Apparently, he was dead.

He's dead?

Chen Qingyue stood there with her head blank, her eyes were red, and tears were rolling in her eyes, but she couldn't help but not let her fall.

She felt that her heart gradually stopped beating, Murong Junxi, how could this be?

"No, it can't be, he won't die, how could he die?" Chen Qingyue clenched her hands and kept shaking her head, she couldn't accept this fact.

That afternoon.

Afternoon.

He also called her and told her that he wanted to see her and said that he would see her one last time.

She thought he was joking and didn't pay much attention to it.

She thought he was just talking, and didn't pay much attention.

Unexpectedly, this is really the last side.

"Let's go see him one last time."

The doctor shook his head and sighed, in the hospital, life and death are staged every day, so he is used to it.