I still have your pendant

Li Que found Chu Mourning's office after inquiring with others for a long time.After opening the door and entering, what was unexpected inside was a fresh floral fragrance that was different from the strong smell of disinfectant in the hospital corridor.

There was still a drowsy old doctor lying in the office. Perhaps seeing someone coming, the old doctor sat up from the recliner, looked at Li Que with clues, then lay down resentfully, picked up the newspaper beside him and Covering his face, he reminded Li Quin in a moderate voice, "Chu Mourning is not here now, just wait."

Li Que nodded, chose a random place to sit down, and took a good look at the place.

There are only three or four desks, a small bookshelf, and three portable recliners in the office. It can be seen that there are not many people working here, and most of them are emergency doctors. After all, the corridor outside leads directly to the emergency room and surgery room.

Li Que looked at the fresh flower bouquets used to decorate each desk vase, secretly laughing at the considerable cost of flowers in his heart, and then looked carefully at Chu Mourning's desk.

A very simple tablecloth was laid flat on it, and some medical books were placed on the bookshelf next to it. As for the flowers on the side, they were placed next to the laptop. The desktop of the computer was a family portrait, except for Chu Mourning, it seemed that only his parents were there. .

Li Que was surprised from the bottom of her heart. She guessed that she might have guessed wrong. She thought that Chu Zhuang and Chu Mourning would be a pair of brothers. After all, their names were too compatible, but it seemed that this was not the case.

Li Que pondered for a while and was about to take his bag and leave, but saw the office door was slowly pushed open, Chu Mourn's expression was a little dazed, and his voice was a little tired, "I don't suggest you transfer to another hospital right now." , She just finished an operation and was transferred to the ICU, and she can't stand your high-intensity transfer mode." After speaking, she directly bumped into Li Que's slightly embarrassed eyes.

Li Que smiled at him, and when he was about to explain something, he didn't want to be interrupted by He Qucheng who was following Chu Mourn.

"Transfer is not what I want to do. Her father has always lived in the United States, and he doesn't have much confidence in Chinese medical technology. He has sent a private plane from Mayo Clinic to take care of the transfer measures. Now only the signature of the attending physician is needed." He Qusheng said helplessly. With an official accent, I don't know what's going on in my heart.

Li Que sat at Chu Mourning's desk and didn't speak, she couldn't get in.

Although she and Wei Qin could not be said to have never known each other before, in fact they had no intersection at all. Apart from knowing that she was He Qucheng's fiancée, she really had no idea of ​​that woman's background and abilities.

"Really? Is that so." Chu Mourn smiled upon hearing this.

Mayo Clinic can be said to be the best medical clinic in the United States. Every year, the appointments are full of photographs, but now a private jet is dispatched. Everyone knows that the social background of the patient is not that simple.

But Chu Mourn didn't care what background that person had, he just wanted to consider the problem from the perspective of a doctor.

After thinking about it for a while, Chu Mourning finally explained: "Although it is MC, I still do not recommend that you take measures to transfer to another hospital now. I admit that MC's medical level may really be better than any hospital in China, but now the patient's various In terms of physiological characteristics, it will exceed the body's load. If dehydration or wound opening occurs on the plane, I don't think MC has the ability to handle all these at that time."

"Doctor Chu doesn't need to worry about these things. Since you also believe in MC's level of technology, then I think Wei Qin's guardian knows it well. Besides, if his daughter has any accidents, I don't think the responsibility will fall on Chu. On the doctor's head," He Qucheng didn't wait for Chu Mourn's reply, and directly handed the hospital transfer notice to Chu Mourn, "It's time to trouble the doctor."

"I..." Chu Mourn seemed to want to defend something, but was stopped by the old doctor who spoke to Li Que just now.

"Xiao Chu, sign it. Some things cannot be retained or prevented by little doctors like us. I think you should understand this too."

Chu Mourn didn't speak, and stared blankly at He Qucheng, as if struggling and bearing something.

Li Que looked at Chu Mourn's appearance, and she could see that the person in front of her felt a little self-blame. She didn't know how badly Wei Qin was injured, and whether there would be any discomfort in his body after this transfer, but she believed in Chu Mourn's Judgment, at least it is a doctor's minimum sense of responsibility to patients.

Just when Li Que was about to speak to He Qucheng, Chu Mourn took the hospital transfer agreement, took out a pen from his pocket, quickly signed it, and handed it back to He Qucheng. superior.

He Qucheng looked at the hospital transfer agreement, which had been worn out because the attending doctor signed it too forcefully, smiled, thanked him, and left.

"What's the matter with you?" Chu Mour rubbed his temples and turned his head to ask Li Qun, "I'm a little tired now, if it's convenient, can we talk tomorrow?"

"Ah?" Li Que was so startled by Chu Mourning's sudden action just now that he hadn't recovered, he took out his mobile phone and found Chu Zhuang's photo, and handed it to the person in front of him, "It was the incident at night, I want to say thank you .By the way, I want to ask the doctor if he knows a man named 'Chu Zhuang'. Here is a photo."

Chu Mourn was about to step over Li Que's hand to open the desk drawer, but he returned to normal in an instant, glanced at the phone and asked, "Do you have anything to do with him?"

"He is the doctor my friend met when he went to Japan for treatment. My friend wanted to thank him very much, but he never knew his address. Do you know?" Li Que answered Chu Mourning's question with mixed truths, and then continued to ask .

"Your friend doesn't need to thank him," Chu Mourn smiled back, "He might not even remember who your friend is."

"how do you know?"

"He's my brother."

"Is he your brother?" Li Que pointed to the family portrait on the computer desktop, "Then why..."

"You want to ask why he isn't in the family portrait?" Chu Mourn took out a glass from the drawer to get a glass of water, "Because he ran away from home. It's been nearly ten years, right? I can't remember."

Li Que looked at him suspiciously, as if he was still waiting for Chu Mourn to continue.

Chu Mourn looked at Li Que's curious look, sighed and continued, "When he left home, I was about fifteen or sixteen years old. What happened to him later was all told by his high school classmates. , They said that he studied abroad for a period of time, got married and divorced after returning to China, he just returned to China not long ago, and now he is working as the chief of a psychiatric department in another province."

"My family thought it was ironic, because he didn't tell us whether he got married or divorced. Even the family didn't know about the wedding ceremony. No one knew what he thought. Later, his parents went to him several times. But when he came back, he was very angry, so he didn’t recognize him as his son.”

"Wouldn't it be nice for you to tell an outsider like me this?" Li Que felt a little embarrassed, because it was someone else's family business.Is it too intrusive to ask for personal privacy?

"It's okay." Chu Mour took a sip from his water glass, "Everyone in our courtyard knows about these things. But I do have his address, what do you want?"

"Is it convenient?"

"Well, you can give me your WeChat, I'll save it and send you a message later," Chu Mourn said, taking out his phone and half-jokingly said, "I'll trouble you to get some autographs for me when the time comes."

Li Que quickly reported his mobile phone number, and after he realized it, he asked with some doubts, "Signature?"

"Yes," Chu Mourning replied with a smile, "Fu Hang's signature."

"You know?" Li Que was a little surprised. After all, he rarely showed his face in public, let alone his relationship with Fu Hang was rarely exposed by the media. How did this person in front of him know this?

"I have followed you on Weibo, and I probably know who you are since we met in the inpatient department," Chu Mourning replied with a smile, "Is there anything else? If not, I want to take a break, and the address will be sent to you in the evening." , can you?"

"Ah? Oh, okay." Li Que didn't seem to have reacted to the words and explanations of the person in front of him. He picked up the satchel and left with some doubts in his heart.

What Li Que didn't expect was that he bumped into He Qucheng as soon as he passed the corner of the corridor. He seemed to be waiting for someone, leaning against the wall at the corner, holding the transfer agreement signed by Chu Yue just now in his hand.

"Li Que," He Qucheng walked towards Li Que and stopped her, "I need your help with something."

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She would be stopped by He Qucheng, Li Que did not expect it, she thought that He Qucheng could only accompany Wei Qin in the ICU now, or deal with the handover of Wei Qin's transfer, she would definitely not sit here and ask herself to help him. What.

She raised her eyes to look at He Qucheng, the man looked very tired, his eyes were a little bloodshot, and the wound on his elbow seemed to be split, with a little red blood from the bandage.

"Are you okay?" Li Que asked, and after a while he scrutinized He Qucheng and asked, "Did you know about this car accident in advance? And...the one who hit someone and escaped...it was Fu Jie, right?"

Li Que didn't intend to ask at first, but on the way to find Chu Mourning, she glanced at the news report. The situation in the report was exactly the same as the accident that caused the death of Li Que's parents more than ten years ago, so she couldn't help but ask.

Ten years ago it was a bus, this time it was a restaurant. Several people sitting near the door of the restaurant died on the spot. If she didn't ask, her conscience would have been eaten by a dog.

He Qucheng didn't look directly at Li Que, he turned slightly sideways, nodded, "I know."

Li Que sneered, with a sense of sadness in his heart, resentment and helplessness in his voice.

"You know? You know why you didn't say it in advance? Don't those people who eat in the restaurant deserve to die? They might have parents and children and just die inexplicably like that?"

for what?For your stupid business interests?Why?Why should they be damned?Why did my parents deserve to die back then?You sinners can still live well?

Li Que didn't say those words after that, she is very uncomfortable now, as if there is a lump in her throat.

All these years, she has believed that the death of her parents is fate, and she comforted herself in this way, but now she has no choice.

A few days ago, when He Qucheng told herself that Fu Jie's driving and collision were premeditated, Li Que felt heartbroken. When she knew that the death of her parents was not caused by natural disasters but man-made, she felt heartbroken Ruo was ashamed, but she held back and didn't complain, didn't blame the injustice of fate.

She thought that since she knew it well, what the truth was was a kind of comfort to herself.

Besides, no matter what, the perpetrator is dead in the eyes of the public, and the truth of the ending is actually not that important.

But now, another bloody incident was in front of her eyes, she couldn't stand by, she wanted to reprimand, insult, and ask with her fist, why?Why did my parents die back then?Why do so many people want to be buried with their ridiculous business game now?Why do they want to act viciously like this for their own self-interest?

Li Que knew that He Qucheng was involuntary, but she needed to vent, she couldn't hold back a sigh of relief, she was not a saint, she couldn't do it.

He Qucheng looked at Li Que, listened to her questioning, kept his voice hoarse, and lowered his head as if apologizing on behalf of those people.

He said: "I'm sorry, I couldn't save them; I'm sorry, I couldn't save your parents back then; I'm sorry, I really didn't expect the facts to develop like this...I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Li Que blew his nose, looked at the person in front of him, and didn't speak.

She also knew that there was no reason for her to criticize He Qucheng. The pain that He Qucheng experienced could only be more than her own, and it could not be less than her own, but how to swallow this breath to digest it?Is it possible to make human blood steamed buns?

"After a while, I will give you an explanation, and those people will be punished, okay?" He Qucheng took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed it to Li Qun, "Now can you listen to my request?"

Li Que nodded, and reluctantly took the paper from He Qucheng.

"I hope you keep Fu Hang out of the public eye in recent months. I know he returned to China because of Teacher Dong's death. I never thought that he could stay abroad for a few months," He Qusheng said. After a pause, "Fu Jie may turn himself in. I don't know why. I don't know why he risked his life to drive that car more than ten years ago. I can only say so much."

"Fu Hang, please." He Qucheng looked at Li Qun and said with a smile.

If Fu Jie was going to surrender himself, and Fu Hang would be picked up at that time, then it would be a public relations crisis, although Fu Hang would be picked up for his relationship with Fu Jie no matter what.

But let Fu Hang not participate in the matter of making him not participate, as far as possible, Li Que understands the pros and cons of it.

"I'll take care of this matter, how about you? What will you do then? Are you going to take advantage of this incident to regret the marriage?" Li Que asked with a tissue in his hand, "You should know that if you really regret it, when the time comes Even if you offend Wei Qin, no one can save you."

"It doesn't matter," He Qucheng smiled wryly, stood up, and was about to leave, "I still have Fu Hang, he's enough, I don't care about the rest."

The author has something to say:

Director Fu: Thank you, you still remember me.

He Ruoji: I have always loved you, dear.

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