11 The junior who entered the house
The naked questioning and unfounded injustice made Qiao An furious all of a sudden.
"What do you mean to call me and other men to the hospital? Don't you see I'm hurt? Do you think everyone is like you? ”
The last sentence was like a thorn that was accidentally picked out by Joan, but it ended up stabbing two people.
Looking at the lively people around, some people recognized Qiao An as Ouyang Xuan's wife, so they also began to point fingers at her coming to the hospital with a strange man, and because Ouyang Xuan took the lead in cursing just now, he is now commenting on it.
All blamed her.
This society is like this, no matter what happens, it is the woman's fault. No matter what happened, the melon-eating masses began to indiscriminately abuse them.
"Excuse me, it's because I accidentally bumped into this lady, I was afraid that something would happen to her so I sent her here, is there something wrong with it?"
The man's voice was not loud, and his tone was very peaceful, but such a plain sentence blocked all public opinion and accusations for Qiao An.
"Xiao Xuan, I just finished the checkup, and the doctor said I was fine."
Everything is as if it was designed.
The situation in front of us is very unfriendly, and at this time everyone and everything is together.
Zhao Baihe waved a piece of paper in his hand and walked towards Ouyang Xuan with a smile on his face.
But when she saw Joan standing in the crowd, she was obviously stunned.
The steps under her feet are neither advancing nor retreating.
At this moment, Joan was heartbroken.
How ironic is it that another man brought her to the hospital when she was injured, while her husband accompanied another woman to the hospital for a check-up?
The scene in front of me continued like this, and no one spoke.
It wasn't until the man who took her to the hospital answered the phone that he hurriedly said goodbye to Joan and told her to see a doctor.
After saying goodbye to the man, Ouyang Xuan took Qiao An to the hospital with a cold face to treat the wound......
A series of procedures progressed in an orderly manner, until Zhao Baihe's scream came from outside the door, and Ouyang Xuan immediately put down the things in his hand and rushed towards the door.
The man's movements were smooth, without the slightest hesitation, leaving her, the injured wife, to care for other women.
Qiao An looked at Zhao Baihe, who deliberately fell to the ground outside the door, and she shook her head indifferently.
He stood up with his hands on his chair, then turned and left through another back door.
The girlfriend blatantly provoked, and the man cared without hesitation, as if the two of them were a loving husband and wife, and she was like a third party.
When I left the hospital, I just walked out of the sky and started to rain lightly.
Joan didn't have an umbrella or a taxi, just walked slowly on the side of the road, looking at the pairs of pedestrians on the road.
Each of them had a happy smile on their face, but it pierced her heart.
I don't know how long she wandered outside, and she didn't come home until she was drenched in the rain and didn't get a little dry.
It was also dark at this time, and she spent the day in a mess.
She thought about a lot of things along the way, divorce, divorce or not, she thought about it, but in the end she was reluctant, she didn't dare to face the picture of being pointed at by everyone after her divorce.
I am even more afraid that after the divorce, my parents' business and her image in the hearts of her family will not be as good as before.
Moreover, she is not young anymore, she can't withstand the toss of divorce, and the last one is that she still has some feelings for Ouyang Xuan, even if it is not love, she should like it, otherwise she will not have a heartache, plus this man is her first love and her husband, and it is what she once wanted to rely on for everything.
When I got home, I stood outside the door and pressed the password a few times, Joan didn't think too much, she thought it was the rain that caused her hand to slip, so the secret was not right.
So she tentatively reached out and knocked on the door.
It took a long time for the door to open from the inside.
A strange but familiar figure appeared in front of her.
That's right, the woman standing in front of her house to open the door for Qiao An is her best friend + best friend and colleague - Zhao Baihe.
"Why are you at my house?"