Chapter 210

Song Xi holds an umbrella in one hand and pulls out her mobile phone from her bag in the other hand. Her bag has been soaked. Fortunately, her mobile phone is still OK. She calls a car with her mobile phone and soon someone answers the order.

Soon, the familiar license plate number from far to near, Song Xi waved his hand, the car stopped beside her, did not wait for her to open the door, the window first down, the driver sat in the car looked at her, a face embarrassed expression said: "ah... How do you do this?"

Song Xi pale face back: "I add money."

The driver was obviously embarrassed. First he said "no", then he pulled down the empty car sign and said, "come on up first."

Song Xi finally got on the car, the door closed, the driver could not help but said: "you are not with an umbrella, how do you get wet?"

Song Xi's face was expressionless and said softly, "it's used by others."

The driver took a look in the rearview mirror and said with a smile: "are you too thorough in helping others?"

Song Xi didn't answer. He felt cold and shivering.

The driver drove towards Cuicheng mountain. On the way, he chatted with his colleagues with communication equipment. Someone inside said, "there was a traffic accident just now at the gate of Guoan building. There was an old man in the car who had a heart attack. We were so blocked that the ambulance hasn't arrived yet. Guess what? A little girl ran from behind in the rain. She looked like a doctor. Now she borrowed an umbrella from someone. Under the rain, she gave an umbrella to the patient and his family, and forced the old man to go out. We all said that fortunately she was there, otherwise the man would be finished today“

At first, the driver didn't react. He just wanted to say that he also pulled a passenger who was drenched in the rain. As a result, when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly woke up, turned to look at Song Xi and said, "little girl, is that you?"

Song Xi's heart is beating fast and her head is buzzing. Just now, when the driver talked to someone, her left ear seemed to understand and her right ear seemed to have no idea. She tried to bear the pain. She said, "master, could you please turn on the air conditioner?"

At this time, the driver's look at Song Xi has long been abandoned. He instinctively responds and immediately turns on the air conditioner.

It's summer. The air conditioner blows cold wind. Song Xi is all wet and his clothes are on his body. Five seconds later, he can't help saying, "master, help me adjust the hot air."

The driver was also very flustered. He secretly scolded himself for having a hole in his brain, and quickly turned the cold air into hot air.

"Little girl, you don't look well, do you feel well? Shall I take you to the hospital? "

Song Xi shakes her head. With such a simple movement, she feels dizzy. After that, she will catch a cold again.

She didn't want to talk. She leaned against the back seat and closed her eyes to rest. The driver turned up the air conditioning and warm air, and the temperature in the car gradually increased.

Song Xi is in a daze, cold and hot. In a trance, she just wants to go home, to the government building, to her own home.

It's not like she didn't come out of the operating room for more than ten hours in a row before. She didn't even have time to eat. After she came out, it was like she had been released 1000 cc of blood. I didn't know that she thought she was seriously ill. Whenever this happens, she wants to go home and sleep in the dark. She's not sick, she's just too tired.

The driver took Song Xi to a place, turned to see her, closed her eyes, abnormal red cheeks on both sides, whispered: "little girl? Here we are

Song Xi did not sleep, the driver called, she immediately opened her eyes, and then slowly raised the heavy arm, want to take money to him.

The driver said, "no, I don't charge you. Where do you live? Shall I take you back? "

Song Xi narrowed all the way, but her health didn't improve. Instead, she became more and more serious. Her eyes seemed to be coming out, and she had a splitting headache. She couldn't speak. She just shook her head.

The driver came down in the rain to help her open the door, and also picked up her umbrella to help her open it.

Song Xi got out of the car and whispered, "thank you."

"Can you do it alone?" the driver asked

Song Xi nodded.

The driver watched her leave and quickly turned to the car. Less than ten seconds after the car left, his mobile phone sent the message that the user had paid.

Song Xiqiang forbeared to confirm the payment, dizzy, put away the mobile phone and went back.

In the car before, she felt cold, but now she was outside, but her whole body was burning like fire. Her feet were on the ground, just like stepping on cotton, deep and shallow, and she was floating.

It usually takes only five or six minutes. Today, she walked for more than ten minutes. When Song Xi saw the familiar gate, she gasped a little.

Standing under the eaves, she hung her umbrella upside down on one side of the umbrella rack. At this time, there were two umbrellas on the umbrella rack, and the other one was wet.

Taking out the key to open the door, Song Xi holds the doorframe to take off her shoes. Her feet are wet. She simply stoops to go back to the third floor with her slippers. But when she bows her head, suddenly the sky turns around. In front of her eyes, it's dark. She squats in the porch and doesn't stand up for a long time.

George Sheng flashed from the kitchen with a bottle of mineral water in his hand, a black bathrobe and half dry hair. He had just finished his bath and was thirsty. Inadvertently, there is a person curled up at the door, who else is not Song Xi?

He stood in place, quietly looking at her, five seconds, ten seconds... She has not moved.

With a slight frown, Georges Sheng stepped towards her and stood one meter away in front of her, glancing at her and saying, "what are you doing here?"

Song Xi put her face on her knees and heard the voice coming from her head. She also recognized that it was Georges Sheng talking. She wanted to tell him to leave her alone, but she couldn't say it. What made her most powerless was that she couldn't even stand up at the moment. She felt sad when he looked at her so condescending.

George Sheng glared at her without blinking. He should have turned around and left without waiting for her answer, but he bent down and grabbed one of her arms, trying to lift her up.

Song Xi's whole body is powerless, just like rubber paste. When Georges Sheng lifts her body a little harder, she falls to one side instead of standing up directly. Seeing this, Georges Sheng moves faster than his brain. He takes a step forward and puts her arm across the weight of her body. Instead of letting her fall to the ground, she falls to him.

Song Xi completely lost his perception of his body. He could not feel his legs, standing, or even the support of Georges' arms.

Slightly open lips, drooping eyelids, she is like a drowning person, unable to struggle, only a slight breathing.

George Sheng saw that her cheeks were red, and the skin he touched was as hot as a brand iron.

There were no less than ten words in his mind that he wanted to scold her, but when the words came to his mouth, Georges Sheng was stuck in his throat and didn't say a word. He bent slightly and put his arm through her knee. The next second, Song Xi was lifted up by him.

This time, her feet had no sense of being down-to-earth. Song Xiping was lying down, and the beautiful decoration on the roof flashed in front of her eyes. Looking at it, she closed her eyes exhausted.