"I love you."
The light and shadow of the passing car danced on Shen Tinghe's face, while her eyes sparkled, her vision filled only with herself.
Lin Qingtong paused for a moment, then her grip on the steering wheel tightened.
Her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't, finally uttering only a single sentence.
"I'll take you to the hospital first, don't talk about this."
So Lin Qingtong composed herself and quickly took Shen Tinghe to the hospital emergency room.
The bright emergency room was bustling with people suffering from all sorts of injuries due to the typhoon.
The injury Shen Tinghe sustained from being hit by something actually seemed rather minor, not exactly uncommon.
Seeing the nurses running around, Lin Qingtong went to the front desk to ask if Shen Tinghe could be examined.
The nurse slowly raised her eyes and glanced in Shen Tinghe's direction, then waved her hand dismissively.
"Go over there and register first. His condition isn't too serious. He can still stand, and his complexion is rosy. It's not too serious at all."
"Look, those lying over there are the ones who need our first aid."
Lin Qingtong looked in the direction the nurse was pointing and saw that there were many patients lying there, all of whom had lost consciousness.
The doctor was giving her emergency treatment, and compared to that, she felt that Shen Tinghe's condition didn't seem so serious after all.
After registering, Lin Qingtong came to Shen Tinghe's side and looked him up and down.
The soft light fell on Shen Tinghe, and he suddenly leaned closer, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Why are you looking at me? Am I that good-looking?"
Lin Qingtong sneered, crossed her arms, and slowly uttered a sentence.
"It's not that you're good-looking, but your injuries don't seem serious; the bleeding has already stopped."
Upon hearing her words, Shen Tinghe seemed to suddenly weaken, clutching his chest and looking as aggrieved as a big golden retriever.
"I've been enduring the pain the whole way, but my back really hurts. Could you take a look at it for me?"
Lin Qingtong hadn't originally planned to go see him, but then she thought that Shen Tinghe had been injured while saving her.
So she went forward to check and saw that the wound on Shen Tinghe's back was shocking, a long one.
The wound had already scabbed over. Seeing this, Lin Qingtong was taken aback and asked Shen Tinghe for a question.
Why didn't you say the wound was so serious just now?
Shen Tinghe curled the corners of his lips and spoke in a casual and indifferent manner.
"I just didn't want you to worry."
Lin Qingtong spoke irritably, pulling Shen Tinghe directly to the nurses' station, "Could you please give me a set of tools for treating wounds? I've already registered."
Seeing that Shen Tinghe's face was indeed deathly pale and his clothes were already covered in blood, the other party agreed.
Finally, Lin Qingtong sat there and cut open the shirt behind Shen Tinghe, then slowly applied disinfectant.
After applying the disinfectant, Lin Qingtong took out the ointment and applied it to Shen Tinghe's wound.
Her fingertips would move, constantly touching Shen Tinghe's skin, sending waves of tingling sensations through him.
After Lin Qingtong finished treating him, she bandaged him up and then stood behind him, uttering a single sentence indifferently.
"Thank you so much for saving me this time. Everything I said in the car earlier is true."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Tinghe sat up and looked at Lin Qingtong with bright eyes.
They produced a contract from who-knows-where, extending the term from three months to seven months.
Lin Qingtong was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Shen Tinghe and asked.
"Didn't we agree on adding another month?"
Shen Tinghe raised an eyebrow, his smile deepening.
“I said four months more, not just one month, after all, I helped you so much.”
"What? You're trying to back out? Fine, I can contact those people and bring them back again. How about that?"
Lin Qingtong glared at Shen Tinghe with annoyance, then signed her name on the contract and tossed it to him.
"Seven months is seven months. I'm not the kind of person who can't handle a lot of trouble."
"If that's the case, then I was the one who saved you just now, shouldn't you repay me?"
Shen Tinghe smiled and picked up the contract to look through it seriously.
After confirming that everything was correct, Shen Tinghe looked at Lin Qingtong and slowly spoke.
"The contract has been signed, and I will deliver your payment to you."
Finally, Lin Qingtong and Shen Tinghe sat on a cold bench in the hospital, surrounded by people injured by the typhoon.
The howling typhoon outside kept pounding against the glass behind me, which was taped shut.
Nevertheless, there was a whooshing sound.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qingtong couldn't help but feel fortunate that she hadn't encountered any accidents while driving all the way here.
The two sat there without saying a word, but the atmosphere wasn't awkward at all.
At this moment, Jiang Hao was in the villa, using all his tricks to coax Qi Huimin into transferring the house to his name, promising her that she would receive many benefits in the future.
Qi Huimin remained resolute, only uttering one sentence.
“This was given to me by Lin Qingtong. I have the right to dispose of this house. I will give it to my child when he grows up. You have no right to dispose of it.”
Seeing that no amount of sweet talk could soften her, Jiang Hao could only pull her into his arms, throw her onto the bed, and begin his endless demands.
In the dead of night, the typhoon was howling. Jiang Hao secretly went to another room by himself. The room was empty, and he just sat there eating.
But after eating only a little, he felt empty and could only light a cigarette.
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