After the payment was completed, under the negotiation between Duan Mingrui and the attending doctor, Zhou Xueqin was quickly arranged for surgery.

After Gao Qingchen signed the operation information form, he sat on the bench outside the operating room with his fists clenched and waited.

His knees were spread apart, his head was buried low, and although he couldn't see his emotions clearly, he could tell from the bulging green tendons on the back of his hands and the thumb that kept rubbing his fist that he was nervous and scared about the operation.

Ou Yihan glanced at the time of his watch, and it was already one o'clock in the morning.

She didn't want to take Duan Mingrui and accompany Gao Qingchen to wait.

Therefore, she walked to Gao Qingchen's side, looked down at him and said:

"Gao Qingchen, take out your mobile phone, write down my phone number, if you encounter something that needs money to solve, you can contact me at any time."

When Gao Qingchen heard this, he raised his head to look at her, his handsome face was inherently indifferent, and his voice was as low as jade:

"No, you don't."

When Ou Yihan heard this, he nodded indifferently.

For a person like Gao Qingchen, if the other party rejects her kindness, she is unwilling to stick a cold face to her hot ass, and she has to spend money on him.

To be honest, Ou Yihan still has some rejection of Gao Qingchen in his heart.

Although he gave himself a 20 favorability rating, Ou Yihan couldn't do it, treating him as an ordinary good-looking man.

Therefore, after hearing him say this, Ou Yihan did not force it, and began to leave:

"Then we're gone, goodbye."

After speaking, Ou Yihan turned around and left with his feet raised.

Just as she took a step, Gao Qingchen added another sentence as if she was half a beat slow:

"I know your mobile phone number...... Europe, art, and meaning. ”

His voice was not loud, but Ou Yihan heard it clearly, especially when he read her name, Gao Qingchen spit it out word by word.

Ou Yihan couldn't help but stop and look back at him.

Gao Qingchen looked at her with a faint gaze, obviously looking at her, but Ou Yihan couldn't read any emotion in his eyes.

I just felt that his gaze was very cold and cold, like a poisonous snake, which made people's hearts furious.

How did he know his name and phone number?

Ou Yihan put a big question mark on himself in his mind.

After a moment, Ou Yihan remembered.

Tonight, when Gao Qingchen was sent to the emergency room, the nurse shouted that someone had to sign before Gao Qingchen could be treated.

She didn't think much about it, so she took a pen and signed it, and there was a contact number column on it, and after she saw it, she wrote her phone number on it......

So...... Gao Qingchen also went to the nurse to see her name and contact information?

And remembered.

If she doesn't come now, what does he want to do by remembering her name and phone number?

Ou Yihan didn't dare to imagine.

Looking at Gao Qingchen again, Ou Yihan felt more and more that he was a little scary.

Ou Yihan looked at him for a while, retracted his gaze, pursed his lips and said nothing, turned around and walked away again.

Duan Mingrui left after her.

……

Sitting in the sports car, Ou Yihan leaned on the back of the seat, looking a little listless.

Duan Mingrui noticed Ou Yihan's negative emotions and asked her:

"Is there anything Mr. Ou can't figure out?"

Ou Yihan nodded and confided in Duan Mingrui:

"The boy and I only had three sides to each other, the first was an unintentional move by me, which made his work yellow, the second side, it seemed that he was beaten because he lost his job, and he hated me a little, and the third side, he was beaten by the crowd, I met him by chance, and sent him to the hospital, because I was afraid that he would be hospitalized and no one to take care of him, so I contacted his mother...... I didn't know that his mom had terminal brain cancer, so his mom was lying in the intensive care unit because of the call, and the boy thought it was my fault. ”

"Duan Mingrui, do you think I'm wrong? If it's wrong, how do I compensate him? ”

Duan Mingrui smiled and comforted her:

"In my heart, Mr. Ou will never be wrong, you are an honest and kind person, and you will not deliberately hurt others."

Ou Yihan was indeed comforted, and smiled at Duan Mingrui easily.

Duan Mingrui analyzed this matter with her in depth: