Chapter 33: Dating
After a few minutes, Peter finally helped the fainted girl out of the flames. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info he had an extra burn the size of a copper coin on his face, and there were many holes in his clothes.
With a single person, Peter's mobility and agility are greatly reduced, and he can only resist many dangers. Now that he had rushed out safely, Peter relaxed, and the drowsiness that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly came back to his head.
The fire has been contained on the restaurant floor by automatic firefighting facilities, and the fire alarm bell has been heard downstairs. More than one-third of the 108 floors of the Osborne Tower are high-risk biochemical laboratories, and the security and isolation facilities and systems are naturally among the best in the world. A small fire can't stir up too much of a wave.
Exhausted, Peter half-dragged the unconscious girl to safety. And Ge Wen, who stayed here and had been anxiously watching, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"She needs medical attention!" Peter didn't even notice Gerwen's presence. After placing the girl in the corner, she shouted in a panic. "She's inhaling too much smoke and she needs emergency medical attention!"
"Calm down, lad. At least one in five people here have a doctor's license. An old man in a white coat walked up to Peter. He crouched down and took a closer look at the girl.
"Good luck, minor burns to the back and arms. The cause of falling into a coma was a lack of oxygen, but she was still breathing. The old man did a little examination, and then he made his judgment. She'll be fine. Someone from the medical department will be here soon, and all we need to do now is get her body up straight and keep her breath flowing. β
Peter finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down against the wall, and the old man began to examine his wounds.
"You'd better wait for someone from the medical department later. The burns on your body are not serious, but they can still be easily infected if left untreated. The old man stood up. You were very brave, but you were also very stupid. If you're not luckyβ" he shook his head and didn't continue.
At this time, Peter did not hear a word, and had already fallen asleep.
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According to the inspection of the firefighters, the cause of this fire was man-made. A highly flammable explosive was detonated in the kitchen where grease was stored. Although it is not known who did it, the competitors of the Osborne Group have something to do with it.
All the interns' afternoon activities were cancelled, and they were equivalent to a day off. Peter stayed in the infirmary for a while and asked the doctor to do some light treatment on his wounds before leaving. Harry rushed over as he walked out of the room and gave him a hug.
"You're really scared me to death, and it's not your way to play if you don't want to die." Seeing that Peter was safe and sound, Harry's clutched heart finally let go and gave Peter a gentle punch. "Next time you don't allow this to be, make sure you're safe first."
"If I don't go, that girl might die." Peter still felt that he was doing the right thing.
"I've never seen you as a hero before." Harry made a small joke, then took a slightly more serious tone. "Peter, you just have to do what you can. We don't have to risk the name of a hero. β
But it's within my power.
The thought flashed through Peter's mind, but he didn't say it. Peter had ostensibly accepted Harry's suggestion.
"Understood, Harry, thank you. But at least this time it turned out pretty good, wasn't it? β
"That's the best outcome." Harry nodded, his face turning a little worse again. "If I find out which rabbit is planning this attack, I'm going to skin him!"
"I'll help when the time comes." Peter was also happy to be Harry's verbal accomplice. As if thinking of something, Harry's smile suddenly became a little more obscene.
"Hey, hey." Harry poked Peter twice. "You've got a lot to brag about now. I'll tell you, those girls like it. Damn, you don't even have to brag, as long as you tell the truth about what happened to you today, there will definitely be a whole bunch of girls who will come to you for close. β
When his friend turns from a wealthy boy to a street pimp in an instant, Peter reluctantly covers his forehead.
After a few more conversations, Harry hurriedly said goodbye, he still had his own business to attend to. With such a big thing happening in the company, it is only natural that Harry, as the first heir to the Osborne group, will be involved in the whole process of closing this matter. It's nice to have the time to dedicate a look at Peter.
Peter, on the other hand, took the elevator back to where their group of interns had stored their school bags. The others should have left when the dissolution was announced more than half an hour ago. However, to his surprise, there was another person who had been waiting for him here.
In a chair outside the storage room, Gwen sat quietly, intently looking at a science magazine in her hand. Hearing Peter's footsteps, she looked up.
"Hello, haven't you been back so late?" Peter took the initiative to say hello, and then felt slightly embarrassed. He had a large piece of gauze on his face, and his pants were burned with holes, making him look rather embarrassed.
"Well, I stayed and asked a few questions, so the time stalled a bit." After saying this, Gewen blushed for a moment.
And Peter didn't notice anything. He went to the front of his cabinet, opened the combination lock with his badge, and took his bag out.
"You're really studious." Peter chatted casually as he sorted out his school bag. "Before I came here, I always thought I was doing a good job. But compared to you, I'm at least far behind in terms of effort. β
Gwen fell silent, and Peter didn't care. What he wanted to do most now was to get home as fast as he could, change his clothes, and take a comfortable hot bath. Peter had enough of the feeling that his whole body was gray and his pants were leaking.
Picking up his bag, Peter said hello and prepared to turn away. Then he hadn't taken a few steps before he was stopped.
"Wait a minute!"
Peter turned around in surprise. The flush on Gwen's face grew heavier, and it took her half a moment to muster up enough courage to speak.
"The coffee shop you talked about yesterday with a nice cheesecake. I want to eat. β
Peter didn't react for a moment. "Oh, what's the address of that coffee shop? I forgot to tell you yesterday that it was in the first..."
His words were quickly interrupted by Gwen.
"I mean, aren't you going with me?" Gwen's face was as red as a persimmon, and she spoke a little incoherently. "Let's go for afternoon tea, now!"
Peter, who finally reacted, suddenly had the brightest smile on his face and nodded. But looking at his tattered coat, his brow furrowed again.
"But my clothesβ" Peter hesitated, looked at himself, and then at Gwen.
But Gwen took the initiative to step forward and grabbed his hand.
"What's not to do? I don't care, why are you embarrassed? β
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"Ahh Gwen burst out laughing, nearly knocking over the coffee on the table. "France... It's bacon... Hahaha..."
"Well, I went to my physics teacher after that. We had a pretty good relationship at the time. Peter smiled wryly and took a sip of his coffee and continued.
"I asked him to explain the phrase 'knowledge is power,' and he patiently explained it to me for a long time. For example, our human strength comes from using the resources around us. I know all of this, but he doesn't explain a word about the most important part. β
Ge Wen was already lying on the table at this time, desperately holding back her laughter not to exaggerate. Her body was twitching constantly, and her abdominal muscles were already laughing until they ached.
When he had finished, I tentatively asked him, "Is France bacon?" Then he just looked at me, nodded, and said yes. You can't imagine how confused I was..."
Gwen wiped away the tears from the smile on her face and gasped for a few breaths before speaking.
"And then, and then how did you find out?"
Peter spread his hands. "When we got our first computer in our house. I searched for this issue directly on a search engine. When I finally understood the answer. I banged my head against the wall for an afternoon...."
Just then, the waiter at the coffee shop walked up to their table. "I'm sorry, sir and miss. Our store closes in fifteen minutes. If you need more drinks or snacks, now is your last chance. β
"Is it going to close so soon?" Peter looked at the clock on the wall in amazement, only to see that it was nearly six o'clock.
"Damn it!" The first to stand up was Gwen. She hurriedly put on her coat. "I'm going to be late when I get home, and my dad won't spare me."
Peter also stood up, apologizing. "I'm sorry, I didn't expect three and a half hours to pass so quickly. I should have paid more attention."
Gwen gave him a big smile back.
"It's okay, it's fun this afternoon, isn't it? At least I had a good time. β
"I... I'm also very happy. Peter, who had been talking quite humorously just now, suddenly stammered. I'll see you tomorrow when I intern. β
He hoped that he had made a good impression on this lovely girl in the conversation he had just had. But to be honest, he didn't have any confidence at all.
"See you tomorrow." Gwen replied. "By the way, thank you for your treat today. Are you free tomorrow afternoon after the internship? I know a restaurant with pretty good pizza. Let's go and try it together. Of course, this time it was my turn to be treated. β
"Absolutely! No problem at all! β
Overjoyed, Peter agreed, so firm that Gwen was a little startled.