Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

"Hi Miss Luo, excuse me, I'm Lu Xi's eldest brother, Lu Yeran." The steady and polite voice was very polite, which made Song Le's urge to hang up the phone a little slower.

She frowned, hummed lightly, and then waited silently for his next text - since the last call she answered, she has been somewhat resistant to Lu Xi's family.

"It's like this, Axi...had a car accident a few days ago, just got out of the ICU, and he hasn't woken up yet. If you are free, Ms. Luo, can you come and see him? I'm sorry for making such a presumptuous claim, but he I really care about you..." Lu Yeran's tone was full of apology and sincerity.

But even if he didn't beg, Song Le couldn't sit still. When she heard the word "car accident", she immediately stood up nervously in astonishment, holding her breath to listen to what he said later.

Suppressing the anxiety in his heart, after asking which hospital and ward number he was in, Song Le hurriedly took a leave of absence and rushed over.

Encountered a heavy traffic jam on the road, Song Le was so anxious that he could only wait. It was rare that he couldn't help but beat the steering wheel. Song Le gritted his teeth, so it wasn't because he was tired of playing...

But how could there be a car accident?

Song Le ran to the door of the ward with great difficulty, slowed down his urgent breathing, and then opened the door and entered.

In the ward, there was someone sitting beside the hospital bed, surrounded by two or three doctors. He was a handsome young man who looked calm. When he saw her coming, he immediately got up and asked her to come over. He introduced himself as Lu Yeran.

Song Le forced a smile, and after a brief self-introduction, Lu Yeran took the doctors out.

In the quiet snow-white ward, there were only the two of them left.

Song Le's eyelashes trembled, looking at Lu Xi who was still wearing an oxygen mask, lying pale and weak on the bed with closed eyes, a car accident... I heard from Lu Yeran that he was trying to avoid an electric car that suddenly rushed out of the alley And he put the driver's seat into another parked truck. If the airbag hadn't been deployed in time, he might have been on the spot...

Song Le didn't dare to think about it anymore, and was afraid after a while.

What's more, with so many stitches on the forehead, this person has always been afraid of pain, how painful it must have been when he was injured.

Song Le suddenly remembered that when he was washing dishes before, he accidentally broke a few pieces. When picking up the broken tiles, he cut his finger, and the blood flowed profusely at that time. Humming and hawing, he kept pestering her to act like a baby, asking her to wash her face for help.

But now, with such a serious injury, he could only lie here with weak breath, unable to say or do anything.

Song Le stretched out her hand tremblingly, and shook his fingers extremely gently and carefully. At this moment, she realized that no matter what, as long as it was this person, she couldn't let go of it, not a single bit.

"Lu Xi, get up..." She was as light as a mosquito, begging in a low voice, "As long as you get up, do it well, I promise you anything..."

……

Lu Xi woke up a day and a half later, and it happened that Song Le came to accompany him.

Facing his bewildered eyes that slowly opened, Song Le was surprised, happy and worried, and hurriedly called the doctor to examine him.

For a series of inspections, Lu Xi obediently let him fiddle with it, but the unsure eyes kept lingering on Song Le who was beside him.

It wasn't until the doctor announced that everything was fine and left that Lu Xi spoke slowly and whispered, "Miss sister?"

Song Le was worried about the fall of the boulder, and he no longer had a cold face at this moment. He walked over meekly and asked softly, "It's me, what's the matter? Is there any discomfort?"

"...No." Lu Xi blinked, and then a tear fell unexpectedly: "Miss sister, am I dreaming? Is it really you..."