[Crossing] It's not easy to be a rich boy

The matter of time-traveling is inherently mysterious, and it is almost impossible for a time-traveler and a normal person to accept time-traveling at the same time. However, facing the facts, Qiu He and Song Borui could only surrender with both hands.

But in this era, Qiu He is in danger all the time, because everyone in Xia Yanxin's family is not good.

After struggling to communicate for half an hour, Qiu He finally understood the seriousness of the matter, that is to say, he and those who wanted his life could never coexist peacefully.

"Then what am I going to do?" Qiu He surrendered. According to his past age, he was only 16 years old.

In the smooth 16 years, he spent the most time thinking about how to escape from the Demon Cult's sphere of influence, and then, go out and have fun.

The current situation is too complicated, and his brain is not enough.

"Firstly, escape, secondly, adapt to this society, and finally, you can do it yourself, if you want to take revenge, if you want to take Xia's family, if you want to let go, let it go, that's not my business." Song Borui replied.

Qiu He thought seriously for a long time, then suddenly raised his head, with fear in his eyes.

Song Borui thought he was finally enlightened, so he asked, "What are your plans?"

Qiu He held his head and replied sharply: "Ah! My hair is gone? How can I see people!"

Song Borui thought he was well-bred and was always kind to others. Although he played around occasionally, he never meant anything malicious. However, in front of this Qiu He, he really wanted to beat him up, not for anything else, just to relieve his anger.

After he couldn't bear it anymore, Song Borui flicked his finger on Qiu He's forehead, "Xia Yanxin is kind to me, I said to help him, so before you get used to this world, I will help you."

"You dare to hit me!" Qiu He glared at Song Borui, "My parents dare not hit me, but you dare to hit me! I am the leader of the Demon Cult! I have the Four Great Protectors, and I also..."

"Yes, yes, Lord Mozun, please allow us to do the first thing now." Song Borui interrupted him, got up and took his suit, put it on, put away the computer, stood up straight, and looked at Qiu He Laughing, "Are you ready?"

"What?" Qiu He asked, rubbing his forehead that had been shot.

"Get out of this hospital." Song Borui smiled, but what Qiu He thought, he felt that he was smiling maliciously.

Qiu He didn't reject Song Borui, maybe because Song Borui was the first person he saw when he came to this world, or maybe because he had the same appearance as Zhou Ruiliang, Qiu He chose to believe him.

However, Qiu He, who has been lying on the bed for a month, now has a very weak body, and has been immobile for a long time, and his muscles seem to have atrophied. , is really ridiculous.

Song Borui supported Qiu He to barely get off the bed.

After Qiu He's feet touched the ground, his mouth pouted.Song Borui wanted to ask him if he could go, but when he saw his upturned mouth, his face full of displeasure, he suddenly felt a little happy.

"Can you go?" Song Borui didn't laugh, because the situation was serious, he helped Xia Yanxin escape, that is to say, he was still involved in the muddy water of Xia's family, and if he got involved, it would probably be Can't get out.

Pulling the needle in Qiu He's hand without hesitation, Song Borui said: "Go through the dedicated passage, and I will take you away."

"It hurts." Qiu He trembled and said, "Can't you be gentle?"

Song Borui didn't answer, he supported Qiu He, no, maybe he should be called "Xia Yanxin", because he chose to believe in Song Borui, which meant that he would live as Xia Yanxin, at least the one he yelled at The so-called "demon king" does not exist in this world.

Song Borui supported Xia Yanxin, but he didn't go to the door, but walked to the wall on the left side of the ward.

Pushing open the medical equipment there, there is actually a door behind it, but it is connected to the wall and subtly concealed, if you don't look carefully, you really can't see it.

Song Borui put Xia Yanxin's arm on his shoulder so that he could free up one hand to hold the key.

Qiu He can only passively follow, watch, learn, and remember. In this world, he doesn't understand anything.

After opening the door, there is a passage leading directly to the operating room.

Xia Yanxin walked very hard, and Song Borui could feel his arms and legs trembling slightly.

"Don't force it, or I'll carry you on my back."

"No need." It's ridiculous, he is a majestic demon, and he is carried away on his back. If Elder Nan finds out, he might not be able to ridicule him.

Song Borui didn't insist, nor did he have time to persist. He had to take Xia Yanxin away as soon as possible. If he was delayed on the way and was discovered, then he would be in more trouble and Xia Yanxin would be in greater danger.

Entering the operating room, it was pitch black, and Song Borui led Xia Yanxin to the elevator that directly entered and exited the operating room based on his memory.Ordinary people can't use this elevator, and few people know about it, even few people inside the hospital know about it.

The elevator came up quickly, and Song Borui took Xia Yanxin in.

As the elevator descended, Xia Yanxin leaned towards Song Borui subconsciously. The feeling of weightlessness made him very uncomfortable and his head was a little dizzy.

Sensing Xia Yanxin's abnormality, Song Borui gently stroked his forehead.

The elevator went straight down to the underground parking lot, and Song Borui's car was right next to the elevator, as if he was waiting for Xia Yanxin.

The whole process lasted no more than 5 minutes, Xia Yanxin didn't feel nervous, but Song Borui was sweating, because Xia Yansong is a lunatic, he will definitely find him, sooner or later.

Song Borui asked Xia Yanxin to sit in the back row, fastened his seat belt, and before closing the car door, looked at the clear-eyed Xia Yanxin inside, and unconsciously his voice softened a lot: "Someone will come and drive him in a few minutes. You go, don't be afraid."

"Aren't you with me?" Xia Yanxin looked up at the tall Song Borui by the car door. The three-piece suit made him tall and straight. His handsome appearance was the same as Zhou Ruiliang's, but his temperament was more mature, more confident, and more People... can't take their eyes off.

"Someone has to take care of it here," Song Borui looked down at his watch, and continued, "I promised your eldest sister to take care of you, but you lost it in my hands, and I can't explain it."

"Oh." Xia Yanxin wrote disappointment all over his face, his dark eyes sank a lot at once, and his pale red lips gradually turned a little bloody, which made his face even whiter.

Looking at this scene, Song Borui's heart trembled. He hadn't had a heartbeat for many years. At this moment, his cheeks felt a little hot, and his heartbeat was completely beyond the normal range.

However, Song Borui didn't have time to relive his heartbeat, because he knew that the nurse monitoring Xia Yanxin's ward was about to come for rounds.

From the moment Xia Yanxin got into the elevator, his spirit was a little bit bad, his consciousness began to blur, and his body became heavier and heavier.

Song Borui closed the car door, and Xia Yanxin fell into a coma.

Song Borui turned around and went back to the elevator. In the elevator, he sent a text message: "Wake up, send it to NO.17."

The elevator door opened, and Song Borui quickly returned to Xia Yanxin's ward.

Put everything back in place, put a few pillows in the shape of a person, cover the quilt, and after everything was ready, he unlocked the door.

Looking at the "person" on the bed, Song Borui's gentle eyes became sharp.

Sitting next to the hospital bed again, he took out his computer, but this time, he couldn't concentrate anyway, he was waiting for the movement of the window, and at the same time waiting for a text message.

In the corridor, Xiao Tang hurriedly came, and nervously turned his head to confirm that no one was following her, and no one was paying attention to her. Xiao Tang ran to Xia Yanxin's ward.

Probe to take a look, the two people inside are still the same as it was more than an hour ago, one lying down and the other sitting, both of them are quiet as usual.

Xiao Tang left quickly, but before she knew it, Sister Zhang had already driven Song Borui's car onto Chenghua Road behind the hospital.

While Sister Zhang was driving nervously, she saw the sleeping Xia Yanxin from the rearview mirror, peaceful and stable, as if she had never been injured.

Can't help but think of Xia Yanxin who was always smiling in the past, Sister Zhang felt distressed for a while, and sighed again in her heart, how can a good person always have many disasters and disasters, while a dark-hearted person enjoys it glamorously and ostentatiously.

It's not the rush hour, and Ms. Zhang's car drives smoothly.Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in an ordinary residential area.

NO.17.

Sister Zhang didn't wake Xia Yanxin up. She knew the person who came down from the upstairs. It was Song Borui's assistant, Sun Ming, who belonged to him.

"Miss Zhang."

Sister Zhang nodded and signaled to Sun Ming that Xia Yanxin was in the car, "Get him up."

"it is good."

Sun Ming carried Xia Yanxin into the corridor. Sister Zhang watched them go upstairs, turned around and got into the car again. She had to rush back to the hospital as soon as possible.

In Xia Yanxin's ward, Song Borui finally heard the ringtone of the text message, which read: "Received."

Xia Yanxin was not in the car, so Sister Zhang drove faster.

After parking the car in the original place, Sister Zhang also got on the same elevator. A few minutes later, Sister Zhang and Song Borui smiled at each other in Xia Yanxin's ward.

"What should we do now, Xia Yansong is not a fuel-efficient lamp." Sister Zhang asked after a long sigh of relief.

"It's nothing to do. The less people know about this matter, the better. I'm sure I won't be able to pick it up. You'd better not expose it." Song Borui poured a glass of water for Sister Zhang and handed it to her, "Don't be nervous."

Sister Zhang was really nervous and drank the water in a few sips. Sister Zhang said, "Is Xiao Tang here?"

Song Borui nodded, and Sister Zhang thought for a while and continued: "Otherwise, report the death, I can take care of the corpse."

"No, Xia Yansong will definitely watch it, and Xia Yanxin has several older sisters, it's impossible for them not to watch it, or accidents will happen."

"What should I do?"

"It's okay, I'm leaving now, you keep an eye on it to make sure no one comes in, and then come over with Xiao Tang to make room rounds."

"But like this..."

"It's okay, Xia Yansong doesn't dare to do anything to me easily."

Sister Zhang was still a little hesitant, Song Borui went over and patted her hand lightly, and nodded at her reassuringly.Sister Zhang looked deeply at Song Borui, and finally nodded helplessly.No one knows what Xia Yansong is better than her, but no one wants to protect Xia Yanxin more than her.

Song Borui walked out of the ward ostentatiously, and went to the nurse's station after going out, and said hello to a few nurses inside who coveted her.

An hour later, Sister Zhang and Xiao Tang met in the corridor of the advanced ward. Sister Zhang smiled gently: "Xiao Tang, you are not in charge of this side, why do you keep running this way."

"I... I... I'm here to make a call. There are few people here."

"Boyfriend again? Hey, it's the love period. Okay, don't fight for now, come and check the room with me, and turn over the patient in 1801 by the way."

"it is good."

Pushing open the door of Room 1801, Sister Zhang took out the case and records in her hand, and said without looking back: "Xiao Tang, look at the patient's condition. Whoever puts the quilt on his head is not afraid of holding the patient. By the way, watch out for needles."

"Okay, Miss Zhang."

Xiao Tang walked carefully to the side of the hospital bed and lifted the quilt, she was stunned.

"Sister Zhang! The patient...the patient is gone!"

"What's the name, what's missing, how could the unconscious person disappear, and they can't run, don't make a fuss..." Sister Zhang didn't finish her sentence, she saw the pillows under the quilt and lined up abruptly , where are there any patients.

Sister Zhang also panicked, hurried out, and said while trotting: "Quickly contact the family members, I will adjust the surveillance, Xiao Tang, hurry up, he is the son of the Xia family."

"I, I see." Xiao Tang ran to contact the family members.

Sister Zhang twitched the corner of her mouth almost invisible, and continued to walk towards the monitoring room.She thought to herself, at least she could still help, she had to settle the monitoring matter.