After returning home, Song Xiaoxiao took advantage of her mother's absence to take off the gauze on her forehead, only to find that her forehead was smooth and there were no traces of injury at all.

Song Xiaoxiao, who was puzzled, didn't think much about it. The pregnant mother's matter is urgent, Song Xiaoxiao dialed Dugu Mo's phone and told Dugu Mo all what she saw and her distress.

After listening to Song Xiaoxiao's long narration, Dugu Mo told her that this thing is true, what Song Xiaoxiao saw is true, then the car accident that will happen is also true, hearing Dugu Mo's words, Song Xiaoxiao couldn't help but be stunned.

Don't know how to do it.

"Xiaoxiao, this question should be true, do you remember what I told you before?"

"Divination and physiognomy?"

"If you say it, it means that you have opened the eyes of the sky, as for what the reason, I don't know, but according to your description, there is only one possibility, and it must have something to do with your little wooden card."

"Then I can also predict good fortune and evil in the future?"

"That's right."

"That's great, God doesn't seem to be kind to me. But what should I do about the pregnant mother? Song Xiaoxiao turned from joy to sorrow, that is, in an instant.

"Does she matter?" Dugu Mo asked softly.

"Of course, that's a fresh life, and a baby that's about to be born, how can I sit idly by." Song Xiaoxiao forgot that Dugu Mo and her are different types of people, unless they care about people, they don't care about the flow of the world, in their eyes, it is fate.

"Well, do you remember just now that you said that you saw a string of numbers behind the car accident, how much?" Of course, Dugu Mo also heard Song Xiaoxiao's excited voice, and he didn't want to ruin her interest.

"This... I... I... It seems to have forgotten. Song Xiaoxiao's voice couldn't help but lower.

"Don't worry too much, you can go to see it again tomorrow, call me in time when you see the results, and I'll help you figure it out."

"Thank you, big brother."

"Thank you, silly girl, you're also injured now, rest early, and I'll be back in two days." Dugu Mo on the other end of the phone, his voice was full of pampering.

Song Xiaoxiao listened to Dugu Mo's words, and after eating, she rested early, planning to go to the company early the next morning to ask Chen Qiaoan for a leave, and then go to the hospital to see her pregnant mother, otherwise she would really not be at ease.

Thinking of what Chen Qiaoan said, Song Xiaoxiao decided to go to the company first.

The alarm clock rang at 6 o'clock, Song Xiaoxiao got up and cleaned up, fried eggs and bread slices by herself, and rushed to the bus stop with her bag.

Stepping on the early morning haze, Song Xiaoxiao walked into the Shadow Wind Building, quickly typed the card, wrote a leave note and put it on Chen Qiaoan's desk, and asked for leave with four big words: work-related injury review.

Then Song Xiaoxiao hummed a song and left, in a good mood, thinking that he was going to help others solve the crisis.

Song Xiaoxiao, who arrived at the hospital, according to the location of the ward said by her pregnant mother yesterday, looked for a long time and did not find her, and Song Xiaoxiao was a little flustered, but the night passed, hoping that nothing happened.

Song Xiaoxiao quickly ran up to find the nurse and asked where the pregnant mother in the ward was, but what she got was the nurse's sad expression, and she also looked at Song Xiaoxiao with a trace of pity.

"Please mourn." The nurse obviously regarded Song Xiaoxiao as a pregnant mother's family member, and said softly.