The wife doesn't come anymore, the domineering president is extremely in love

022 What are you doing here?elder brother?

A car accident?

Su Qinghuan's head froze for a moment, could it be Gu Qijing?

"Okay, I'll be right over here."

He hung up the phone anxiously. Fortunately, this place is not remote, and taxis are easy to hail.

As soon as the car stopped at the entrance of the city hospital and paid the money, Su Qinghuan ran into the hospital like a headless chicken, diving in without knowing where to find someone.

Although it was getting late, there were still doctors and nurses coming and going in the hospital. Su Qinghuan was very anxious, so she stopped a nurse at random and asked, "Hello, may I ask if a person named Gu was sent in after a car accident just now?" ?”

"Surname Gu?" The nurse suddenly realized, "You're Miss Qing Huan, right? I called you just now."

"Really? Can I trouble you to take me to see him?"

Su Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come with me." The nurse led the way and said, "Your brother hit a green belt with his car. He called an ambulance himself. When he arrived at the hospital, he refused to be cleaned by the doctor. Only family members can watch from the sidelines, he is sitting in the emergency room now, and he refuses to be approached by others."

"Then is he seriously injured?"

This is what Su Qinghuan is worried about. A car accident can be big or small.

"The trauma doesn't look serious."

Hearing what the nurse said, Su Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief again, her tense nerves were relaxed, and she began to notice everything around her.

The white lights in the hall dazzled her eyes, and the people coming and going in a hurry made her dizzy.

The hand hanging by her side was tightly clutching the hem of her dress, and she kept taking deep breaths to adjust to her discomfort.

……

The emergency room was also busy, and there was only one man sitting on the innermost row of benches.

He closed his eyes, leaning his head against the wall, wearing a suit and leather shoes, and his hair was a little messy, which made him look less serious than before.

"Brother Qijing, how are you doing?"

Su Qinghuan trotted to his side and asked with concern.

However, the man just opened his eyes and gave her a cold look, then closed them again, and raised his thin lips, "What are you here for?"

"...Didn't you ask someone to call me?"

"I didn't ask anyone to call you."

"..."

The nurse who brought Su Qinghuan stood aside. She couldn't understand it anymore. The patient gave her the phone and asked her to call his family. She looked at the names in the address book and picked out something like Mom and Dad. His family made a note, but he shook his head. He closed his eyes and leaned against the wall until she pointed to a name marked as 'Qing Huan'.

Isn't silence the default meaning?

"Can you help him with his wound?"

Everyone has already arrived, so there is no point in worrying about who wants her to come. Seeing the bruise on his forehead, Su Qinghuan said to the nurse.

"I'll get potions and tools."

The nurse nodded and left.

Su Qinghuan took a look at this man who didn't say a word as if it had nothing to do with him. Except for the visible wounds on his forehead and hands, he didn't know if he was injured elsewhere.