Shen Qingqing's eyes stagnated. Over the past few days, she has heard countless gossips about her unmarried birth and her betrayal of the company's interests. Today, Fu Qing's words are not the most unpleasant, but the most suffocating and unacceptable.
"Two boats?" She said with a wry smile, "originally, you all look at me like this!"
"I don't know who else looks at you like that, but you are in my heart. It's true." Fu Qing said without concealment, "Ms. Shen, Miss Shen, I don't want to say too much, but I advise you, if you don't have the heart for Leng Shao, stay away from him. He is just a mortal, and has no 72 lives to die for you."
Shen Qingqing turned her head to him and said, "thank you for your kind reminding."
His words really disturbed her thoughts. She sat beside Leng Shaoheng and looked down at his beautiful sleeping face. What she thought was how to open her mouth and stay away from him.
Fu Qing's tone is very heavy, but what he said is right. She is so ambiguous with Leng Shaoheng now, and it will really harm others and herself in the end.
The identities of Leng Shaoheng and Leng Shaoheng are very different, and there are countless gaps between them. Whether Leng Laozi, Charlotte, or the woman who gave birth to Leng Yanmo and left without meeting her, they are all obstacles for her.
What's more, she doesn't want to leave Zhanfeng, so keeping a certain distance from Leng Shaoheng is the wisest choice.
It's just that if we don't clean up the chaotic relationship, how can we break it
On the way back, the wind and rain had been much less. The typhoon that lasted for more than six hours was finally going to pass, and the rescue vehicles had also arrived at the hospital. Several nurses and doctors quickly pushed Leng Shaoheng's ambulance in for a comprehensive examination of his blood transfusion.
Jiang Fengming's Cadillac arrived later. He saw Shen Qingqing sitting on the bench at the door of the clinic, looking down at her wet vamp, wondering what she was thinking.
He went up to her and stretched out a hand. Wen Yan said, "Qingqing, don't sit here. Come on, I'll take you to have a comprehensive examination. Don't forget that you are also one of the wounded in the accident."
"No, I'm not hurt." Just as she wanted to shake her head, she was pinched by the cool fingers of the river wind.
Jiang Fengming looks at her deeply, frowns, and uses his fingers to pull the hair on both sides of her forehead.
She felt as if something had stuck her hair and skin together in her forehead. With the sound of Jiang Fengming, she felt a little pain.
"Hiss..." She gasped to avoid opening his fingers.
Jiang Fengming took advantage of the situation to withdraw his hand and said quietly, "you've been injured on your forehead. I don't know what cut you an inch long. It doesn't look very deep, but somehow it's on your face. If you can't handle it properly, it will leave scars. You'd better deal with it."
Through the pain just now, Shen Qingqing realized that she might have been hurt a little too, but this small wound was too insignificant compared with the one on Leng Shaoheng's leg. She just nodded and didn't really act.
Jiang Fengming saw that she was still sitting there and refused to move, so he had to go to the surgical ward to get a bottle of iodine and wipe the wound for her.
She didn't say a word in the whole process. Her eyes dropped gently. It seemed that she would be able to sit and fall asleep in the next second. If it wasn't for her hand holding the corner of her coat tightly, he would have thought that she had lost the pain.
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