3. Treat injuries

Warm lighting in the kitchen.

Song Wenbin raised his hands flatly, maintaining a toasting posture.

But the small goblet used to hold the wine broke in Song Wenbin's hand. Sharp broken glass pierced into Song Wenbin's palm, and blood and Wuliangye fell from his flat palm, dripping into the chicken soup below, staining the yellow chicken soup red.

And across from him, Uncle Song Weimin looked at the bloody palm in front of him blankly, and the fat on his face hung down.

Song Wenbin didn't feel the pain, in fact, he wondered why this little glass was so useless, just pinched and broken. Maybe he did use some force, but as the carrier of civilization, it shouldn't be so fragile.

Li Yue was startled and screamed: "You... Your hand...? ”

"The glass is not of good quality." Song Wenbin lowered his head and looked at his uncle and said slowly: "If you pinch it a little, it will be broken..."

Song Weimin looked at Song Wenbin with a pale face, looking at this nephew who seemed to be very familiar but was actually very unfamiliar, like a faded clown, most of his strength was gone for a while, and he couldn't say a word.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Song Siping suddenly stood up and scolded loudly: "Why are you careless, a good meal, you see what you made!" ”

"Oops!

Stop it!

Li Yue was about to grab Song Wenbin's hand, "Quick!" Go to the hospital! ”

Song Wenbin dodged Li Yue's hand without leaving a trace, and said to his uncle Song Weimin: "I'm sorry, uncle, I've been working out recently, and my hands are a little strong, don't you mind..."

Song Weimin looked at him, his old face full of doubt and incomprehension.

Song Wenbin slowly let go of his hand, and the broken glass fell into the soup and into the bowl in front of his uncle.

"For the telecom company, you better find someone else to do it."

Song Wenbin said: "I have a job now, and I want to come to the telecom company and need more professional talents." ”

After that, he didn't look at his parents and uncle, and walked back to his room in stride.

Song Siping was shocked, he said angrily: "What do you do if you don't do the work of the telecom company!?" Do you think I don't know, your account has been blocked! ”

Song Wenbin didn't care what his father was calling, he picked up a black backpack in the room that had been prepared a long time ago and threw it on his back. Then he opened the door and walked out without looking back.

Li Yue didn't know why, and asked in a panic: "Your hand is broken, where are you going!?" ”

Song Wenbin didn't answer, just silently disappeared into the night with his bag on his back.

"Hey! Do you want to buy a house?

Song Siping stood at the door and shouted loudly.

No one answered his shout.

……

……

The night in early autumn was slightly cool, Song Wenbin walked on the road, blood dripping from his fingertips did not bring him much pain, on the contrary, it was a little relaxed. He doesn't mind renting a house, staying in a hotel, or sleeping on the street. Maybe he should have done it a long time ago, maybe it was a mistake for him to come back, maybe he shouldn't have expected the world to have so-called understanding at all. Everyone just lives in their own habits and that's it.

It didn't take long for the phone to vibrate.

Song Wenbin took it out and took a look, and it was his mother's as expected.

He was sad.

But there is no way, he has tried his best to endure it, if it weren't for the relationship between his parents, he wouldn't have been on the table for so long, but if he can't stand it, he can't stand it.

I didn't answer the phone, just replied with one hand after a message to see a doctor. Song Wenbin continued to walk down the street.

However, Li Yue is not a person who gives up easily, she starts to call non-stop, keep sending messages, and talk at length.

Song Wenbin doesn't have such a strong emotional impulse, and he can't write small essays like his mother, the only thing he can do is to silently block his mother.

The world has finally quieted down.

He took a deep breath and looked around.

There was a pharmacy on the side of the road with the lights on, so he walked into the pharmacy and asked the pharmacy for some medicine. But the pharmacy clerk was startled by the blood on his hands, and only said that he was not a clinic and asked him to hurry to the clinic to stop the bleeding.

Song Wenbin had no choice but to leave the pharmacy and walk to the nearest clinic.

However, he didn't go far before his phone rang again.

Song Wenbin was helpless, took out his mobile phone and looked at it.

It's an unfamiliar number.

But the address of the number is from the city of H.

Song Wenbin felt that his mother had changed his number and reluctantly called him, and he couldn't help but feel irritated.

But after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong, he had the numbers of his parents and uncle, and there were only three people in the family, where did his mother go to get an unfamiliar number to call him?

Standing on the side of the street and hesitating for a long time, Song Wenbin still chose to connect the phone, and he held the phone far away to prevent hysterical sounds from coming from inside.

However, there was no hysterical sound on the phone.

It's just that someone asked a little hoarsely, "Yes... Song Wenbin? ”

Song Wenbin frowned, his voice a little familiar.

"It's me."

"Are you dumb? I didn't talk for a long time after answering the phone! ”

The temptation on the other end of the phone immediately turned into a familiar ferocity.

Song Wenbin was a little bored, he was in a bad mood now, he didn't want to listen to anyone's voice, he just wanted to be quiet, let alone this guy.

"Talk!?"

The other end of the phone continued to say fiercely: "Is it stupid to isolate yourself? ”

"What did I say?" Song Wenbin reprimanded loudly: "The account that was said to be unblocked and unblocked, have you unblocked it!?" ”

The other end of the phone was surprised: "You eat gunpowder!" ”

Song Wenbin hung up Huo Yu's phone directly.

He didn't know why this guy was so coincidental and chose to call him when he was in the worst mood.

If he hadn't been banned, if he had been live broadcasting, he would have had enough sources, and he wouldn't have been evicted by the landlord, and he wouldn't have encountered this moth today.

And Huo Yu clearly said before he joined the company that the seal company would unblock him, but two months have passed, and he hasn't seen the shadow, and if it goes on like this, there is no point in unblocking. He is not Trump, as soon as his account is restored, he can increase his followers by 80 million, and when his account is restored, fans will forget about him.

The phone rang again.

Song Wenbin was helpless, he wanted to hang up this guy's phone and give her another shielding package by the way, but he was afraid that the task of work was coming, so he had to answer the phone.

"Do you have a job assignment?" Song Wenbin asked.

"Did something happen to you?"

Huo Yu asked bluntly.

"How do you know?"

Song Wenbin frowned and looked around, thinking that there was no camera next to him.

"I guess." Huo Yu said: "Are you in H City now?" ”

"I'm here."

"Where are you?"

Huo Yu asked.

Song Wenbin looked around and said, "On the edge of the people's pharmacy on Baiyin Road. ”

"Baiyin Road near your home?"

"yes."

"Don't move." Huo Yu said.

Subsequently, the phone hung up.

Song Wenbin looked at the phone, a question mark in his head.

It's okay that Huo Yu didn't call, but as soon as he finished the call, he felt that his fingers were not relaxed, and a sharp pain came from the place where he was punctured by a broken glass.

He sat on the side of the road, gritted his teeth and picked up the broken glass in his fingers, ten fingers connected to his heart, this pick almost didn't make him faint, the glass was deeper than he imagined.

No matter why Huo Yu asked him not to move, he had to go to the clinic. Song Wenbin choked his wrist and walked along Baiyin Road all the way to the clinic in his memory.

After walking for about five minutes, he had just reached the exit of Baiyin Road when he heard a loud bombing sound from the other side of the street. In the darkness of the night, a gray, ugly, square-butt car ran past him.

Song Wenbin already knew that car, but he didn't want to say hello to that thing at all, plus he was so embarrassed that he didn't want to meet Huo Yu when he met anyone.

But he pretended not to know GTR, but GTR knew him.

Rushing out of 20 meters, GTR stopped with a squeak of sudden braking, followed by a sliding shovel, reversing and quickly rushing to Song Wenbin's side.

Sick of it!

Song Wenbin shouted inwardly.

The car window opened, and Huo Yu's familiar head poked out of the car.

"What did I tell you not to move, what are you leaving?" She asked.

Song Wenbin didn't know what to say to this guy.

Just hide your hands behind your ass.

But Huo Yu's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw the blood droplets on Song Wenbin's legs.

She slammed the door open and closed the door and came out, and couldn't help but pick up Song Wenbin's hand and look.

"How?" Huo Yu asked with a cold face.

"Annoying? Why are you looking for me on this big night! ”

Song Wenbin was speechless: "And why are you in H City, is China so small?" ”

"I live in H City." Huo Yu said, "Get in the car." ”

"Is the mission coming?" Song Wenbin asked.

Huo Yu had a cold face and pushed him into the car without saying a word.

Song Wenbin was carrying a bag, it was difficult to move, and he couldn't fasten his seat belt even if his hand was broken.

Huo Yu didn't wear a seat belt, and directly stepped on the accelerator and roared through the street, increasing the speed of the car to more than ninety miles.

"Overspeed, overspeed!"

Song Wenbin said loudly: "What are you doing, grab the fire!" ”

He couldn't stand it anymore, and if he fell out with his family, he didn't know if he met this plague god for some reason, and he started speeding without saying a word. Even the work task should not be so urgent.

But Huo Yu didn't speak, just drove the car quickly all the way to the nearest Second People's Hospital of H City.

Then he dragged him out of the car door with a cold face.

"I can walk myself!" Song Wenbin, who had been dragged, threw her away unhappily.

He had a stinky face, and Huo Yu had a cold face.

The two came to the emergency department, where the doctor examined Song Wenbin's finger, immediately arranged for a nurse to help remove the glass in his finger, and then gave Song Wenbin four stitches on his finger.

While sewing needles, Huo Yu kept leaning against the wall, holding his arms.

By the time Song Wenbin came out of the hospital after finishing it, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.

Huo Yutang, who had been silent, asked, "Got into a fight with someone?" ”

"Who is fighting, I am a good citizen of the old society." Song Wenbin muttered: "I accidentally broke it." ”

Huo Yu looked him up and down, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Believe you, a ghost."

Song Wenbin pouted. motioned to Huo Yu to return the bag to him.

Huo Yu impatiently pushed him with his bag and said, "Go back to the car!" ”

Back next to the GTR, Huo Yu threw Song Wenbin's bag into the trunk, then re-entered the car and started the car.

Song Wenbin twisted a few times in the car and tried to fasten his seat belt, but his fingers with bandages and numbing were still numb and he couldn't move.

Seeing this, Huo Yu turned sideways and helped him buckle his seat belt.

Song Wenbin smelled the fragrance of her hair, don't look over.

In the past, when he was the only one who worked, he would often help girls buckle seat belts, but he didn't expect that one day he would be reduced to the level of asking others to buckle seat belts.

After buckling his seat belt, Huo Yu turned the steering wheel and drove out of the hospital along the underground garage.

Song Wenbin took out a tissue from the glove box, wiped the blood on the seat, and asked again, "Is the mission coming?" ”

"Nope." Huo Yu replied briefly.

"Then what are you calling me for?" Song Wenbin asked.

"Fix the car." Huo Yu said.

"Huh?" Song Wenbin was puzzled.

Huo Yu didn't answer, turned the steering wheel, slowly turned around H City, and turned on the car music in his hand.

She hummed while driving, looking in a good mood.

Song Wenbin was speechless.

"I said, what kind of car are you repairing?" He asked.

"You crashed my car and didn't fix it?" Huo Yu was surprised: "We said okay on the island. ”

Song Wenbin felt that the location of this road was a little wrong, and when he looked at the front of the road, the blue and white signboard flashed.

Huo Yu actually brought him to the police station.