Chu Mingjue smiled vaguely, "You know, sometimes I feel that you shouldn't be a girl."
Jiang Song: "Ah?"
"You value friendship more than men. You have mentioned this to me many times. Are you afraid that you owe me a favor?"
Jiang Song chuckled, thoughts flowing in his eyes.
In fact, these are all habits that I developed after being wronged when I helped Chu Xiuhan and struggling in that terrible circle for so many years.
She seems to have begun to accept it a long time ago. The person who was friendly with you yesterday will turn around and stab you in the back today.
I also understand how difficult it is for others to be willing to lend a helping hand to you when you are in need.
"It's not that I'm afraid of owing you a favor. I'm afraid of owing anyone a favor. After all, what comes and goes." Jiang Song raised his lips lightly.
Chu Mingjue smiled and said, "I just asked the doctor. The best way to resolve this situation is to go to a foreign hospital to check."
When he mentioned Wanwan, Jiang Song immediately stared into her eyes seriously.
Chu Mingjue continued, "It's not that we can't treat it in China, it's just that our company's hospitals have more professional teams abroad and are a bit weaker in China."
Jiang Song nodded and looked at Wan Wan worriedly.
To save this situation, she didn't dare to leave even half a step.
She suddenly developed a fever for no reason, as if God knew she was going to divorce Xing Sijue and was deliberately teasing her.
Chu Mingjue looked at her worried red eyes from staying up all night, and frowned, "You go and get some sleep, I'll help you take care of it. What time will your appointment with Xing Sijue get divorced tomorrow morning? I'll wake you up then.
"
Jiang Song waved his hand, "It's okay, I can do it. I can't sleep like this. After I finish this bottle and the fever is completely better, I still have to pick up Jianjian."
Chu Mingjue then remembered that Jianjian was not here, and his heart ached.
"Let me pick it up for you."
Jiang Song wiped the corners of his eyes and wiped away the glistening tears, "No, I can do it."
It took about fifty minutes to finish this bottle. It was around six o'clock. Xing Sijue probably hadn't returned from the bar yet.
Because when I was in the bar, I heard Xing Sijue say that he wanted to spend the night in the bar.
Chu Mingjue couldn't change Jiang Song's mind and could only stay by her side silently.
Jiang Song was very worried about Wanwan, so he kept comforting her and told her what treatments she could receive in the future.
Later, after Wanwan's fever gradually subsided, he planned to let her sleep on his back for a while.
Jiang Song was still unwilling and had to persist.
He then told Jiang Song about their previous memories.
He said that they both fell down in the back garden at the banquet.
Talk about the thrilling scene I saw at the beach.
Talking about how anxious she was the night when Wanwan fell ill.
Jiang Song listened carefully, a little surprised.
She didn't expect that so much would happen between her and Chu Mingjue.
It seems that because these memories were shared, the distance between the two of them has become closer.
Jiang Song asked him curiously, "Have I mentioned it to you before, or said..."
Chu Mingjue raised his eyebrows: "What?"
"We should have met before." Jiang Song squinted his eyes. Although he seemed to be asking a question, his tone was indeed very firm.
Chu Mingjue chuckled, "You said it, more than once, but it's a pity that we probably don't have it, but if we did, we probably wouldn't remember each other."
Jiang Song was surprised, "Why?"
"Because you also lost your memory and I also lost my memory."
Chu Mingjue asked again, "Do we look like the protagonists in a bloody TV series?"
Jiang Song laughed, "Don't tell me, it's true."
After saying that, he raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was almost six o'clock.
She looked at Tuanwan who was sleeping soundly on the hospital bed and put her forehead against hers. The fever was almost gone.
"Go pick it up. Don't worry, I'm here."
Chu Mingjue looked at her and gave her a reassuring look.
Jiang Song nodded, took one last look at the baby, and then went out with confidence.
It was still very early, and when I arrived at the hospital early, there were no people coming to see the doctor.
Jiang Song took Chu Mingjue's car keys out and kept sending messages to Wen Ruyan.
Wen Ruyan seemed to have encountered some problems and there was no way out for the time being.
But Wen Ruyan said it would be solved soon.
Jiang Song could probably guess that she had some minor conflicts with Zhan Huaiye, but at this time, she really couldn't find any part of her heart free.
What she wants most now is to meet a hottie and get divorced as soon as possible.
Jiang Song drove out slowly and waited until he reached the entrance of the hospital.
She suddenly became a little panicked, and her eyes seemed like she could hardly see clearly.
She stayed up all night and was really tired. It might not be safe to pick up Jianjian in this state, so she parked her car in a parking space on the side of the road.
Prepare to take a taxi with your mobile phone.
But at six o'clock in the morning, there were so few taxis available that it was almost impossible.
Jiang Song got out of the car and wanted to see if there were any taxis on the roadside. If she couldn't call a taxi with her mobile phone, she decided to drive there by herself.
Unexpectedly, with great luck, Jiang Song got off the bus and waited for less than a minute.
A taxi drove over.
"Miss, do you want to take the car?"
the driver asked.
Jiang Song quickly got into the car, gave the name of the place, and got into the back seat.
The driver took a deep look at her in the rearview mirror, his look was very strange.
Although Jiang Song had stayed up all night and was a little out of his mind, he still caught that weird look in his eyes.
The driver realized that he looked at her and shrugged his shoulders, "Where are you going so early?"
Jiang Song didn't really want to talk to him, so he just hummed lightly.
She rubbed her eyes and looked out the window, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally.
But there must be no accidents along the way.
So she spoke again, "Master, I will give you three times the fare when the bus arrives, please drive more carefully."
The driver said happily.
Jiang Song rubbed his eyebrows, hoping that everything would go well.
When the car was nearly halfway through, she sent another message to Wen Ruyan.
Wen Ruyan did not reply.
It seems that he is dealing with matters between him and Zhan Huaiye.
Jiang Song moved his fingertips, "I took a taxi on the way to pick up Jianjian. I'll be there in about half an hour. I'll go back to the hospital after picking up Jianjian. I can only let him go first."
Chu Mingjue helped take care of it, and I made an appointment with Xing Sijue to go through the divorce procedures at nine o'clock. The flight at ten-thirty will fly directly to Country M."
She had just finished sending the message when a text message suddenly popped up on her phone.
Jiang Song clicked on it.
What comes into view...
It was a sleeping face of Xing Sijue with his eyes tightly closed and his eyebrows furrowed, and next to him was Su Xi...
Jiang Song sneered, deleted the text message, and blocked the number.
In her heart, such behavior is nothing more than a clown.
She is just a man, do you really think Jiang Song cares about her?
Jiang Song raised his head, not expecting that the tip of his nose would feel a little sore.
Suddenly, there was a sudden sound in her ear.
Then what I felt was that my body was violently hit, and when I finally closed my eyes...
What I saw was a burst of fire.
"Emergency news report: At 6:38 in the morning, a traffic accident occurred on Huancheng South Road where a taxi hit a truck. The driver has escaped. There are only the truck driver and an injured woman at the scene."