After the above questions and answers, the two soon fell into a deadlock where they had nothing to say, and Dashuang hesitated for a moment and said, "It's not too early to think, you go back, I'll go." ”

When Ning Qing heard that Dashuang was leaving, she hurriedly said, "Did you come here to find me on purpose?" Is there anything wrong? ”

Subtext: If you come to me on purpose, just talk a little more.

However, Dashuang said, "I went to see my sister and my little niece, passing by here, by the way, I saw you, I was relieved, goodbye." ”

Ning Qing lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Goodbye." ”

At this moment, even she didn't realize how lost her voice was.

Because, she really hopes that he can stay and talk to her more, even if it is a few more words!

I missed him for so long, it was easy to meet, but I didn't expect him to leave just after we met, she ...... What a loss!

However, she is a conservative girl, no matter how much she desires in her heart, she can't take the initiative to chase a man, especially since this man is still a rich man and her sponsor.

She was too active, and she would let him misunderstand herself, and she didn't want to be misunderstood by him, so she could only hide her thoughts in the bottom of her heart and walk forward silently.

Dashuang also turned around and went to open the door, ready to sit back in the car.

When both of them walked to the car door, a brick flew indifferently, impartially, and smashed on the back of Dashuang's head.

Da Shuang snorted, covered his head and fell into the car.

Then there was a snap, the bricks fell to the ground, and Ning Qing also realized what had happened.

"How are you?" She ran over and helped her big pair in the car.

"I ...... Hurt. ”

Dashuang frowned, withdrew the hand that was covering the back of his head, and put it in front of his eyes to look at it.

Under the illumination of the headlights, a bloody hand appeared in front of him, "Ahhh ”

Ning Qing saw the bloody palm and exclaimed, her face turned white!

"Damn, I was attacked!" Dashuang covered the back of his head with his hand again, pressing the bleeding area vigorously, because he had already felt that the warm blood was gurgling out of the back of his head, and it seemed that the injury was not light.

"Don't worry, hurry, my house is in front, go, I'll take you back to my house to deal with it!" Ning Qing was about to cry, so she pulled Dashuang's arms tightly and walked towards her house without saying anything.

"No need to ......" Dashuang paused, "My head is broken, I need stitches, I'd better go to the hospital to deal with it." ”

"Then I'll go with you." After Ning Qing finished speaking, without waiting for him to refuse, he turned around and ran to the co-pilot's side, drove the door and sat in.

Dashuang hesitated for a moment and got into the car as well.

After getting into the car, before he could sit down, a soft handkerchief covered the injured part of the back of his head.

Ning Qing said, "You come to drive, I will help you press the wound so as not to bleed." ”

Dashuang was pressed by her on the back of the head, and she couldn't see her face, so she could only hum and start the car and drive to the hospital.

On the way, Ning Qing obviously felt that her palm was wet, and something sticky and warm slowly flowed down her palm.

You don't even have to look at it to know what it is.

Ning Qing was very worried, she had a nasal voice, and asked carefully, "Does it hurt?" If it hurts, don't drive it, let's call 110 for an ambulance! ”

When Dashuang heard her crying voice, he felt a warm heart and said, "I'm fine, it's just a small injury, just a few stitches." ”

Ning Qing said, "The head is broken, and you still say it's okay?" So what's the matter? After speaking, he felt that what he had just said was a bit heavy, so his voice softened, and he said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have talked to you like this, don't be angry, concentrate on driving, I won't bother you......"

She leaned sideways, half-kneeling in her chair, one small hand pressing his wound tightly, the other grasping the back of the chair to maintain balance.

Eight or nine minutes later, the two of them rushed to the hospital, parked the car, and raised their hands to press the wound themselves.

It may be that the injury has affected his ability to think, and when he pressed the wound, he seemed to forget that there was a small hand on the back of his head, and inadvertently, his big hand pressed on that small hand.

Ning Qing's hand trembled, but he didn't move, still pressing his head tightly.

Dashuang realized that he was abrupt, and hurriedly explained, "I can come by myself." After speaking, he added, "You helped me press it for a long time, and my arm is sore, right?" ”

Ning Qing shook her head, "It's not sour, do you hurt?" Her voice was soft and sounded a little pitiful.

"I don't hurt anymore, really." Dashuang said softly, "You take your hand away, I'll press it myself." ”

"Then, I'll count '123', you hurry up and see the blood come out again." Ning Qing sniffed and said, "1, 2, 3......"

When she counted to '3', she quickly opened her hand and shouted "Press quickly." ”

Dashuang held it down, turned his head to look at her, and said with a smile, "The handover is successful, let's go down." ”

Ning Qing couldn't laugh, seeing that his blood was flowing to his back, dyeing the snow-white T-shirt red, and there was so much blood, he could laugh, this heart was too big!

She followed behind Dashuang step by step, helping him carry his bag, and carefully looking at the back of his head, like a little follower.

The two came to the emergency room, and the doctor in the emergency room helped Dashuang deal with it.

As Dashuang expected, he had to get stitches, so the doctor shaved his hair, and only after shaving his hair did he sew it.

During this period, Ning Qing stood outside the emergency room, holding a big pair of bags, anxiously waiting for him.

Just as they were waiting, several young girls passed by, and one of them, the most beautiful and fashionably dressed girl, saw the bag in Ning Qing's hand and raised her eyebrows.

She paused, as if she wanted to say something to Ning Qingren, but hesitated for a moment and walked away again.

The next second, she took out her mobile phone from her bag and skillfully dialed a number.

"Bell bell bell ......"

Dashuang's bag rang, to be exact, the mobile phone in the bag rang.

Ning Qing was stunned, looking at the ringing bag at a loss, and didn't know what to do for a while.

At this time, the beautiful girl who had just passed in front of her stood in front of her and said with a displeased face, "Whose bag is it in your hand?" ”

Ning Qing saw that the girl's face was not good, and subconsciously held the bag in her arms, and looked at Wang Zhirou vigilantly, "I, why did you tell you?" ”

Wang Zhirou saw her holding Dashuang's personal belongings in her arms, and was very angry, saying, "You took this bag from my friend, where is he?" Why is his bag here for you? ”

At this time, a few girlfriends who came with Wang Zhirou also came over and gossiped.

"Zhirou, what's going on?"

Wang Zhirou said coldly, "I...... My friend's bag is in this woman's hand! ”

"Ah, this is a man's bag, Zhirou, what kind of friend are you? It can't be a boyfriend, right? A girlfriend gossiped.

The other was more direct and said loudly, "It won't be Huo Jingxi's bag, right?" Rourou, didn't he say he was with his family today? How did it end up here? ”

Wang Zhirou gritted her teeth and smiled, "How do I know why he is here, this young lady, can you help me explain?" ”

Ning Qing looked at Wang Zhirou's aggressive appearance, and suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart-

This beautiful woman can't be his girlfriend, right?