It was really as if the gods and Buddhas in the sky heard Zhao Jianhui's prayer. They walked through Luo Rongguang's ward and turned to the surgical building. Finally, they were safe all the way, and no one who didn't want to see it.

Zhao Jianhui wiped his sweat and stepped onto the steps of the emergency room, and his nervous mood was relieved.

At twelve o'clock, a middle-aged man dressed in a dress, found Zhao Jianhui and Long Lingyun, who were sitting on the bench and waiting. Looking at Zhao Jianhui covered in blood, the doctor couldn't help but frown and looked at: "Young man, are you injured too? Let the nurse take you to check!"

Zhao Jianhui stood up and shook his head: "It's all about the blood on her body. I'm fine. Doctor, how about that woman? Is there any danger?"

"There are multiple scratches on the body and the scalp is bleeding. Well, but in general, it's not a serious problem. Are you a family member of the injured? We need to contact her family."

"I'm not."

Zhao Jianhui thought for a while and was busy handing him the woman's bag: "This is her bag, with a mobile phone inside, so she should be able to find her family. The surgery fee just now was also taken from her bag. If nothing happened, I'll go to have breakfast."

"Isn't this young man so busy? You're going to have breakfast at what time?" The doctor smiled, shook his head and looked at the woman's bag. He saw a thick stack of banknotes in the small bag, and then smiled and handed them to Zhao Jianhui: "You'd better take this, the items in it are very expensive, and I can't bear this responsibility."

Zhao Jianhui smiled bitterly when he didn't say anything, and turned around as he said: "Why did you become a good person and push him out...uh..."

When he turned around, he saw Dongfang Wenjing, who was as elegant as a fairy, holding a small plastic belt in his hand, standing there quietly, looking at Long Lingyun with four wonderful eyes and complex expressions.

"That... is really a coincidence..." Zhao Jianhui raised his body and planned to sneak out quietly. Why is this a mess? Have you asked the Bodhisattva just now?

"Sit down for me..." Long Lingyun shouted lightly, and Zhao Jianhui immediately sat on the chair again.

"Miss Dongfang, we're meeting again." Long Lingyun's voice was calm, and Dongfang Wenjing also responded with a smile: "Yes, what a coincidence." However, the pair of concerned eyes were only focused on Zhao Jianhui's blood-stained body.

Humph, even speaking exactly like this bad guy.

Thinking of this, Long Lingyun groaned, but the smile on his face became even brighter: "It seems that you did not abide by our agreement?"

"Yes, I didn't accept your conditions either." Dongfang Wenjing said without any retreat, stretched out her hand to stroke the hair that was scattered on her forehead. Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but shook his head. Facing Long Lingyun, Dongfang Wenjing still had no advantage in his heart. However, what was the agreement they mentioned?

Long Lingyun looked at Dongfang Wenjing calmly, not knowing what he was thinking in his eyes, but said lightly: "So, you would rather not accept my help than fight with me?"

"Hehe, this may not be Miss Long. Some things you take as treasures, but others may not see them. I don't want to accept your conditions, but I just feel that there is no need. Besides, your conditions are also very ridiculous. Isn't it?" Dongfang Wenjing said, shaking the plastic tape in his hand: "I should go back to the ward for the medicine I brought to my fiancé. You guys will talk."

As he said that, Dongfang Wenjing turned around and wanted to leave, Long Lingyun pulled Zhao Jianhui up: "Diet, I don't care if I am injured, and I have to save the person first. Do you think I am beaten up? Come with me and let the doctor take a good look. If you don't treat it, this arm will be ruined."

Dongfang Wenjing stopped abruptly when she heard the sound. When she turned around, she saw Long Lingyun pulling Zhao Jianhui into the surgical ward.

In the room, the doctor who came out just now was asking the woman Zhao Jianhui was carrying: "Although you have no major injuries in your body, I still recommend that you be hospitalized for two days. If you have mild concussions, you must also be hospitalized for observation, and you must take medicine on time..."

Looking up, seeing Zhao Jianhui and Long Lingyun walk in, she smiled and said, "It's this young man who carried you. You should thank him well..."

"Doctor, his arm is also injured. Please help him see it." Long Lingyun pushed Zhao Jianhui to the doctor, and Zhao Jianhui had no choice but to sit down with a wry smile: "A little injury, what's the point? You haven't seen any more serious injuries than this?"

"Hmph, after I go back, I promise you are worse than you are now. Don't think that using the slutty method I've forgotten what I said."

"Hehe...why did you say that? I was serious yesterday..."

"Hmph, what's wrong with me saying that? I'm serious now..."

The doctor smiled and shook his head: "Two, this is a hospital. If there is anything wrong with the couple going home, they will make arguing slowly..." Zhao Jianhui almost laughed out loud, thinking to himself, "Is there anyone who persuades people like this?"

"Are you Zhao Jianhui?" The woman who was lying on the clinic table was injured by a car and spoke, but his voice didn't want her to give people a beautiful enjoyment. The voice contained a cold smell, and you could vaguely feel the arrogance of this woman and the meaning of keeping people from thousands of miles away.

"Yes, I am Zhao Jianhui. Why, have you heard my name?" Zhao Jianhui looked at the woman with a little puzzled look, but the doctor whispered: "Don't move, you're a knife injury. If you don't treat it in time, it will cause inflammation."

"oh……"

"It was because of you that I was injured. Of course I know your name." The woman turned over and got off the clinic table and sorted out her clothes. Although her clothes had several big holes and her chest was covered with blood, she still sorted them out very carefully until she stretched some obvious wrinkles with her hands, then waved to Long Lingyun and said, "Give me my bag."

Regarding her coldness, Long Lingyun just frowned, but still reached out to hand over her bag, and stabbed her: "Let's point it out, the money inside just paid you less than 600 or less than 700 yuan."

"How many? Is it six hundred or seven hundred?" There was no smile on the woman's face, but her temperament was indescribable elegance.

Long Lingyun's face changed slightly, and he also said in a deep voice: "Why are you like this? Didn't you tell you that when you paid the money, you panic to get you medicine. Who knows how much money you received?"

"I don't know what you want me to order for specific numbers? Let's do that, don't need to order any more." The woman said, and said thank you to the doctor indifferently, and turned around and walked out.

"Hey... how can you do this? We carried you on your back, and didn't even say thank you? Hey, didn't you say you would give your husband medicine? Then come here again?" He said the previous sentence to the back of the woman in the car accident, but the other person ignored her and turned his head straight and walked out with his slender waist. But when he turned his head, Long Lingyun's eyes saw Dongfang Wenjing standing at the door, who seemed to be unable to enter. The following sentence was said to Dongfang Wenjing.

"I... I'm here to see how Lawyer Fu Di was injured. Who do you think is willing to follow you?" Dongfang Wenjing was almost speechless when asked by Long Lingyunwen. He heard that Zhao Jianhui was also injured, so why wouldn't she come and take a look? Unfortunately, before he could walk into the clinic, he was blocked by Long Lingyun's words.

In panic, Dongfang Wenjing had no choice but to take Aisinjue and Luo Fudi as a shield. Fortunately, the woman who walked out just now knew him. She seemed to be the legal consultant of Rongguang Group, Aisinjue and Fudi.

But I knew that Aisin Gioro, who had already walked over, turned around and asked in a faint tone after hearing Dongfang Wenjing's words, "I know who you are, but do we have a very familiar relationship? Do you need you to come to see me? Besides, how did you know that I was injured in the hospital?"

"I...I..." Dongfang Wenjing was so embarrassed, thinking to himself, why did Lawyer Fu Di look like this?

"I'm serious. You must explain clearly how you know I'm in the hospital. Otherwise, I will call the police immediately and ask the police to ask you how you know." Aisin Gioro Fu Di asked with a serious look on his face.

Listening to her knife-like voice, let alone Dongfang Wenjing, even Long Lingyun was a little stunned. He thought to himself that this woman was not nervous, right?

Zhao Jianhui was almost the same as they thought at first, but when Aisin Gioro Fu Di said that he wanted to call the police, he understood a little about what Lawyer Fu Di was thinking.

At that moment, regardless of the doctor's stop, he stood up and walked to the door and said, "I'm sorry, this is Mr. Fu Di, right? These two are my friends. There is a little misunderstanding between them. Actually, this Miss Dongfang also came to the hospital to see me, but she didn't want my friend to know that when she happened to see you, she said casually that she was visiting you. The truth is what I said. I think your suspicion was a directional mistake..."

"Hmph, hypocrisy." After hearing Zhao Jianhui's words, Aisin Jueluo Fu Di glanced at Long Lingyun and Dongfang Wenjing several times. Then he was finally willing to believe what Zhao Jianhui said. After leaving a word, he twisted his slender waist and turned around and left.

"Hmph, I said you have nothing, how did you know that she was just here to see you?" Long Lingyun pouted and said a little angrily.
Chapter completed!