Song Xiang got the information, but was thinking about what to do with Wang Yong. When she looked up, she happened to meet Wang Yong's hypocritical smile outside the glass window.
She was spinning the ballpoint pen in her hand, and suddenly a good idea came to her mind.
"You smile so sinisterly, who wants to be unlucky?" Yang Liu passed by and teased her.
Song Xiang looked away and gently twitched the corners of her lips, "This is a loving smile."
"You haven't placed any orders this month, right?" Yang Liu took a sip of water, looked at Song Xiang and said, "Aren't you in a hurry?"
Song Xiang shrugged, "Didn't I place an order for myself?"
Yang Liu rolled his eyes, "If you can, just bill yourself every month."
Song Xiang thought to himself: I will leave in less than three months, and this poor performance will no longer control me.
She had two big plans in her mind and had no intention of working at all. She kept checking her phone to check the time.
After finally waiting until after get off work time, she picked up her bag and prepared to leave, but she did not intend to go home.
"Are there many people in the alley behind the company?" Song Xiang asked Yang Liu.
Yang Liu patted his face and said: "It's quite lively, there are a lot of bars and stuff."
Halfway through, she reminded Song Xiang, "But there are always speedsters going there to compete on their driving skills. Two days ago, two women were hit in the alley with bruises and bruises."
A glimmer of light flashed in Song Xiang's eyes, and she smiled lightly and said, "I'm just going to have a meal."
Yang Liu didn't notice anything strange about her, so she took her bag and left.
Song Xiang went to the tea room to put on some light makeup, then carried her bag and swayed to the alley behind where there were many small bars.
She first went to an izakaya to have something to eat, then waited until dark before entering the alley alone.
The alley was not deserted, people were coming and going, and it was almost impossible to kidnap someone.
But if you want to bump into someone, it is a simple matter.
Song Xiang was walking leisurely, with slow and easy steps, which seemed a bit out of place with the hustle and bustle of the alley, but because of his outstanding appearance, some people still came up to chat with him.
She rejected several people one after another, and one of them kept following her, a bit clinging to her.
Just when I was having a headache, I heard the roar of an engine at the entrance of the alley.
"Get out of the way! It's a speeding party!"
The man was chatting with Song Xiang. When he saw the headlight coming from a distance, he was so frightened that he quickly stepped aside.
Song Xiang's heart was pounding. She had expected this moment, and she stood motionless, looking as if she was frightened. It wasn't until the motorcycle approached her that she screamed.
However, she couldn't dodge anymore, and the motorcyclist didn't let go of the accelerator, and actually crashed straight into her.
At the critical moment, someone gave Song Xiang a slight push.
Song Xiang was hit on half of his body and flew out immediately, his face grazing a large piece on the ground.
It was a burning pain, and it felt like the skin on my face had been ripped open, and the impact on my body caused all the bones in my body to fall apart.
"Someone has been hit, call an ambulance!"
Song Xiang was lying on the ground, her mind still clear. She was not really frightened just now, but clenched her teeth and insisted on standing where she was.
In other words, she is waiting for the other person to hit her.
If Yan Zhenzhen suffered a loss from her, she would definitely take revenge. She came to this alley to create opportunities for Yan Zhenzhen.
The speedster gang tried their best to cover it up, but Yan Zhenzhen could not be traced.
"Miss, how are you?"
"Are you still awake?"
The people around him said something to each other, which made Song Xiang feel dizzy from the pain, and she opened her lips tremblingly, but she couldn't make a sound.
Fortunately, the ambulance arrived in time and she was quickly put on a stretcher.
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After one hour
"I really don't know whether you are lucky or unlucky."
In the hospital, the nurse stood beside Song Xiang's bed and shook her head helplessly, "Other people will be injured after being hit. There are almost no serious injuries on your body. But your face is seriously injured. Take a good look and wipe it."
He was injured so much that he couldn't see anyone for a long time."
Song Xiang tugged at her pale lips and said hoarsely: "It's a blessing in misfortune."
The nurse shrugged and took her temperature again. "It's not a big problem."
Song Xiang said thank you and asked, "When can I be discharged from the hospital?"
The nurse checked her feet and said, "Actually, you don't need to be hospitalized. Everything is fine. It's just that your feet and face need to be taken good care of, otherwise you will have sequelae."
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, then I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow morning and have a rest tonight."
The nurse was very talkative and gave several instructions. When she was leaving, she asked if Song Xiang had any family members to take care of her.
Song Xiang spoke casually, saying that he was not a local and it would be inconvenient for his family to come.
The nurse looked a little sympathetic, curled her lips and walked out the door.
The single ward became quiet, and Song Xiang breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling exhausted.