Chapter 82

The supervisor of the Internet cafe took Huo Chengzhou and Huofeng to the monitoring room. Unexpectedly, the monitoring in the area where the machine was located just fell off.

The supervisor wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "recently, he has made an appointment for monitoring and maintenance... But people who drive machines downstairs will look at their ID cards, maybe..."

"No need." As soon as Huo Chengzhou's wheelchair turned out of the monitoring room, he raised his wrist to look at his watch and told Huofeng, "let's go to Guangling station."

Seeing a touch of anxiety between Huo Chengzhou's eyebrows and eyes, Huo Feng replied, "OK."

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Joan has been out for more than 200 meters. When passing the parking space, she deliberately walked slowly, but she never heard the voice of Huo Chengzhou or Huofeng.

Further on is the fork in the road. Joan suspects that Huo Chengzhou may have gone.

According to his departure time, even if there is a traffic jam, it should be there.

She raised her wrist and touched her watch. Joan decided not to wait. She went to the intersection and raised her hand to stop the car. She didn't stop for a long time.

It was rainy at the evening peak. She was blind and wanted to take a taxi. It was really delicious.

The autumn wind wrapped cold rain and patted her on the face. She felt dizzy and swollen. She felt that she could faint on the ground in the next second.

What made her even more desperate was that there was no passer-by around for such a long time. She even wanted to ask for help.

At this moment, she deeply felt the cruelty of the world to the blind. When she returns to the bright day, she must make good money and donate it to the foundation related to the blind.

Finally, when Joan was going to give up and turn back to the subway station, a car stopped beside Joan. The people on the car ran down with an umbrella and covered her: "Joan, why are you here alone?"

The raindrops fell on the umbrella and crackled, affecting Joan's judgment of the man's voice: "are you?"

"Ling Yi." Ling Yi quickly opened the front passenger's door: "get on the bus first."

Qiao an felt relieved and got on the car. Ling Yi closed the door directly.

The warm atmosphere in the car ironed Joanne's mood for a moment. She hugged her arms and shrank for a while, exhaling a long breath.

It's safe.

Soon Ling Yi opened the door and got into the car. She put the blanket taken from the trunk on Joan's body, wrapped her tightly, and then handed her a towel: "wipe your hair."

"Luckily I met you." Joanne wiped her head and sighed, "otherwise I would be miserable today."

Ling Yi raised her hand and opened the warm air. While starting the car, she scolded: "how can this weather come out? Isn't today a weekend? Why don't you have a rest at home."

"An old customer wants to tune the piano." With the warm wind, Joan couldn't help sneezing. Her voice trembled: "it's so cold today."

Ling Yi turned to look at her and found that her face was not as pale as before. He suddenly trembled in his heart. He raised the back of his hand and leaned against her forehead. He immediately wrung his eyebrows: "have a fever?"

"Maybe." Joanne leaned weakly against the back of her chair. "It hasn't been right since morning."

"I'll take you to the hospital first." Ling Yi's car turned around in front and drove to the nearest hospital.

"It doesn't matter. Go home and take a cold medicine..."

"No." Ling Yi decisively interrupted her: "no one takes care of you in the piano house. It's inconvenient for me to stay. Go to the hospital first."

What else does Joan want to say? Ling Yi said in a deep voice, "be obedient."

Joanne said, "OK."

At this time, Huo Chengzhou's car had just arrived at Guangling station. His sight flashed around. He told Huofeng: "it is estimated that she is waiting at the exit. You take an umbrella and pick it up."