Chapter 550

Hearing the speech, they hurried up to help liberate Du xiatong's feet.

Her feet were suddenly hit by gravity, and had gradually turned blue and purple, looking ferocious and terrible.

"Xiao Tong, how are you?" Zhao Qiqing squatted beside Du xiatong, shaking her hands and looked at her incredulously.

Du xiatong reluctantly smiled and shook his head. "It's all right. Don't worry. I won't talk first. I'm a little weak!"

Zhao Qiqing was frightened to cry and shook her head in disbelief. "No, you'll be fine, you won't!"

"Du xiatong!"

A cold low roar came from a distance, followed by the sound of eager steps.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Qiqing and Du xiatong looked at the source of the sound.

Du xiatong widened his eyes and stared at an Zirui running in a hurry not far away. He couldn't believe it.

Suddenly, the stone in Zhao Qiqing's heart fell to the ground when she saw an Zirui.

"Does it matter?" An Zirui asked softly, and his voice trembled with some urgency and fear.

Du xiatong instantly shuddered and didn't know what to say in response for a long time.

There was a moment of embarrassment between the two.

At this time, the ambulance arrived in time. Zhao Qiqing patted the stunned an Zirui, "send her to the car."

An Zirui returned and nodded, "Qingqing, please walk slowly."

With that, he picked up Du xiatong in his arms and walked towards the ambulance.

The medical staff had got off the bus and saw the two men nodding and helping them to get on the bus.

"Let's go. Now someone will take me to the hospital." Zhao Qiqing tried to keep her reason.

The project manager of the company came up and said, "Mr. Zhao, are you all right?"

Zhao Qiqing shook her head.

"Walk slowly. Wait for me at the door. I'll drive." The project manager hurried to the door.

The person in charge of the construction site was frightened at this time. He looked in a hurry and didn't dare to say anything. He was afraid that Zhao Qiqing was angry now.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao. It's really the responsibility of the construction site."

Zhao Qiqing stretched out her hand and motioned to the other party to stop, "I know this. Let's do it first."

The voice fell. She got on the bus and the party walked towards the hospital again.

In the hospital.

Du xiatong was injured by a heavy object and broke his ankle. He went home to rest in plaster.

Fu xishen also heard the news and rushed over. At that time, Du xiatong had been put in plaster.

"That's just right, Shen. Let's take her back." Zhao Qiqing leaned in front of Fu xishen, her heart seemed to be in place, and she was relieved for a moment.

Fu xishen gently hugged the person, raised his hand and gently stroked her hair. He comforted: "it doesn't matter. Don't worry too much. Now you can only have a good rest."

Du xiatong turned his eyes helplessly, "I said, who's broken?"

Hearing the speech, Zhao Qiqing couldn't help crying again. She squatted in front of Du xiatong in a wheelchair and said, "I'm sorry."

"Silly woman, why are you crying? It's not your problem. It's an accident, isn't it?" Du xiatong's mentality is much better at this time. He will be at ease if he comes.

Zhao Qiqing nodded and sobbed in a low voice.

"Pull up your woman and give me a birthday back." Du xiatong is not convenient to bend down and pull up Zhao Qiqing, so he has to ask Fu xishen for help.

Fu xishen sighed deeply, picked up the man and put him in his arms, "OK, OK, don't cry."

Zhao Qiqing also knows she can't cry now, but tears are like a broken gate, surging all the time.

An Zirui stood behind Du xiatong. They didn't say a word. It seemed that they were still very embarrassed.

But just now, an Zirui rushed frantically to Du xiatong's side, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of Ling lie's worries, which he didn't hide.

"By the way, brother, how did you just come here?" Zhao Qiqing adjusted her mood, and then she opened her chatterbox.

An Zirui shook his head and said, "I was at your construction site, but I heard a scream, so I went in and had a look."

Hearing the speech, Zhao Qiqing nodded and couldn't help bending the corners of her lips slightly.

"It turns out that fate happens to be around!"

This sentence is ambiguous. It is self-evident in Q. Du xiatong certainly knows this truth. Listening to what Zhao Qiqing said, she reluctantly picked her eyebrows.

An Zirui can't see her look, let alone understand her inner thoughts.

What two people lack is not only communication, but also the release and explanation of the past.

Fu xishen sent Du xiatong to the door of his house and looked at an Zirui sitting in the co pilot's seat and said, "you can send it up. Qingqing is frightened. I'll take her back."

Hearing the speech, an Zirui scratched a touch of disappointment in his eyes, and then nodded, "OK."

In the back row, Du xiatong's heart pounded and didn't speak. His hand clenched his trouser legs was full of tension and sweat.

An Zirui has taken out the wheelchair from the trunk and opened the rear door. He gently picked up Du xiatong and put him on the wheelchair.

"Key." He said faintly.

Close the door and Fu xishen takes Zhao Qiqing away.

There are only an Zirui and Du xiatong left here. The strange atmosphere moves back and forth between the two people.

Du xiatong took out the key from his bag and handed it to an Zirui, "here you are."

An Zirui is familiar with the way, takes Du xiatong to the door of the building and goes home smoothly.

When he came to Du xiatong's house again, an Zirui shook his mind. He had not been here for a long time in his memory. The past memories filled his heart like a rewind, sour and swollen.

Du xiatong couldn't help thinking of some bits and pieces of the past and an Zirui.

Memory is really unforgiving.

An Zirui poured her a glass of water. "Drink some water and drink the medicine. The doctor said..."

Listening to an Zirui's chattering voice, Du xiatong was stunned for a moment, "an Zirui."

Hearing the speech, an Zirui, sitting on the opposite sofa, shook his mind, raised his eyes and stared at her quietly.

Du xiatong opened his eyes and stared at an Zirui for a long time. He seemed to have a lot more spirit than the last time he met, so he didn't have to carry out such a harsh task.

The whole person seems to be much more relaxed. It seems that this is also very good.

"An Zirui, how long have we not sat down so calmly?" Du xiatong took the initiative to speak.

Since he can never take the initiative, let him be the one who takes the initiative.

An Zirui opened his mouth, "a few months."

He was almost unable to remember when they last met. He felt that his memory was far apart.

"Are we going to keep torturing each other like this?" Du xiatong said faintly, and a sad color floated in his eyes. He couldn't really see it.

An Zirui pursed his lips and restrained his look.

"We have two ends, one not two widths. You want this result, don't you?"