Chapter 52 What should I do, Mr. Fu?
Yulin Technology recently has a cooperation project that requires a business trip to Ningcheng, and Lin Shuwan needs to go as the person in charge.
This cooperation is also related to Dingsheng Group, and it is about smart chips, so the handover person from Dingsheng will also go together.
I had originally planned to be on a business trip for only three days, but a typhoon hit and a red alert for heavy rain was issued. There was not a single car or pedestrian on the road.
Lin Shuwan stayed in the hotel for three days and felt like he was going moldy.
The weather forecast said that the rainfall would decrease the next day and the storm would not be as strong at night, so Lin Shuwan made an appointment to meet with the representative of the other company.
The next day, it started to drizzle from early in the morning, but the drizzle was much weaker than the previous two days.
The sky in Ningcheng is always gray and the clouds are low, which makes people feel irritable for no reason.
Lin Shuwan shook off the random thoughts in her mind, put on a shirt and a professional skirt, and put on a windbreaker and went out.
Zhao Xiaonan, her assistant, was waiting at the door with a worried look on her face. "Sister Wanwan, we don't know when the typhoon will land. Let's make a quick decision."
Lin Shuwan nodded, her expression serious. "They're interested in cooperating, and we've already pretty much finalized the negotiations. This time, we just want to take a look at their products. If there are no issues, we can sign the contract."
It shouldn't take long, I hope the typhoon can wait for them.
But man proposes, God disposes. Everything was fine when I went out, and the weather was not bad when I visited the product line and signed the contract.
When they were about to return to the hotel, heavy rain came and strong winds swept in with devastating force, as if the end of the world had come.
The factory is far away from the city. On the way back, there were no vehicles on the wide road.
Zhao Xiaonan drove carefully. She didn't dare drive too fast because the rain was too heavy. The wipers swept the glass and it was immediately covered with pouring rain. She couldn't see the road at all.
Lin Shuwan supported his forehead with his fingers, frowned, and felt a heavy head. He reminded Zhao Xiaonan to drive slowly and put safety first.
A huge black shadow appeared in front of the car and approached at a rapid speed. With a "bang", a heavy object hit the hood of the car.
The trees on the roadside were uprooted by the typhoon!
If Zhao Xiaonan had driven a little faster, the huge tree might have fallen on their heads. She was so scared that she broke out in a cold sweat.
The car was crushed by a tree and the hood was dented. It was not known whether it was hit somewhere. Zhao Xiaonan stepped on the accelerator to reverse, but the car did not move at all.
She tried several times but couldn't escape from the clutches of the tree. The rain was howling outside, and every drop seemed to hit her heart. The oppressive atmosphere made her restless.
"What should I do, Sister Wanwan?"
After all, she was inexperienced and had little experience in society. Faced with such a situation, she was inevitably afraid.
The deserted suburbs, the heavy rain that obscures vision, the crushed cars, and even the silent atmosphere are like the knell of death.
"Don't be afraid, sit in the passenger seat and I'll try." Lin Shuwan comforted, and his steady voice made Zhao Xiaonan feel a lot more at ease.
The two exchanged seats in the cramped carriage. Lin Shuwan stepped on the accelerator and reversed the car. She pursed her lips tightly and looked serious.
The car moved backwards, but to no avail.
Lin Shuwan opened the car window, stuck his head out and looked, and saw a thick branch stuck in the car.
The rain was so heavy that people couldn't open their eyes, but it was getting dark. If they couldn't get back to the hotel quickly, they would be in danger.
Lin Shuwan opened the car door and walked out without hesitation.
"Sister Wanwan——"
Lin Shuwan held the branch with both hands and tried to pull it out but it didn't move at all. Zhao Xiaonan hurried out with an umbrella. The rain was so loud that she had to shout to be heard.
"Sister Wanwan, you hold the umbrella and I'll do it."
She stuffed the umbrella into Lin Shuwan's hand and tried to pull it herself. The angle of the umbrella was tricky, and especially at this time, a girl's strength was really limited.
This is not a solution.
Lin Shuwan put the umbrella aside and said, "Let's go together."
The two stood on the road under the heavy rain, the rain soaked their bodies and flowed across their eyelashes like a waterfall, allowing them to vaguely distinguish things.
It took about ten minutes to finally pull out the troublesome branch.
The car was back on the road. Zhao Xiaonan's wet clothes stuck to his body and he felt cold all over. He turned up the heater to the maximum. By the time he arrived at the hotel, it was completely dark.
"Go back, take a hot bath and rest early." Lin Shuwan instructed.
"Sister Wanwan, are you okay?" Zhao Xiaonan asked anxiously.
Lin Shuwan's face was pale and bloodless, and his beautiful cat-like eyes were drooping listlessly.
My head feels so heavy.
Lin Shuwan shook his head. "Maybe I caught a cold. It's okay. I'll be fine after a good sleep."
Lin Shuwan didn't want the other party to worry, as everyone was very tired today.
She took a hot bath, and under the steam, her head felt swollen and she couldn't open her eyes.
He touched his forehead and felt it was a little hot, so Lin Shuwan ordered a bowl of ginger soup and antipyretic medicine from the hotel.
The hotel staff informed her very apologetically that because there were many guests suffering from colds and fevers in recent days, all the medicines had been used up.
Lin Shuwan didn't make things difficult for them. He turned on the air conditioner and curled up in bed to sleep.
She was groggy and felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, then in a furnace.
Zhao Xiaonan was worried about Lin Shuwan, so he went to see her and found that Lin Shuwan's face was red and her breath was hot.
She was frightened and asked the hotel to send a car to take her to the hospital.
But at this time, a typhoon was passing through, with wind speeds of more than ten degrees, heavy rains and flooding, and even floods had occurred in the surrounding areas. It was even more dangerous to go out at this time.
There was no medicine and he couldn't go to the hospital, but Lin Shuwan was lying in bed unconscious.
She remembered that when she was young, her neighbor died of a high fever. Zhao Xiaonan was so scared that she cried and wet a towel to cool Lin Shuwan down.
Lin Shuwan's cell phone rang beside the bed. Zhao Xiaonan wiped her tears, looked at the name on the screen, and picked up the phone.
"Hello? Are you at the hotel? The typhoon is coming in. How are things there?"
Fu Yanci's unique magnetic voice rang out in the quiet room.
"Hello, Mr. Fu——"
As soon as Zhao Xiaonan opened her mouth, she started crying, tears streaming down her face as if they were free.
Fu Yanci's heart paused, and his brows furrowed instantly, "What's going on?!"
"Sister Wanwan, wuwu——"
Zhao Xiaonan cried breathlessly and regarded Fu Yanci as her only life-saving straw.
"She has a high fever, she's unconscious, it's raining so hard, we can't go to the hospital, and the hotel doesn't have any fever-reducing medicine, what should I do, Mr. Fu, please save Sister Wanwan, ah ...
Fu Yanci frowned, looking unbearable, and tried to remain calm. "Use a towel to cool her down first. Change the towel on her head every few minutes. Give her some water. Don't be afraid. She only has you now."
There was even a barely perceptible tremor in Fu Yanci's voice, but he was still trying to steady Zhao Xiaonan.
Zhao Xiaonan seemed to be encouraged. She wiped her tears and nodded vigorously, "Yes! I will definitely not let anything happen to Sister Wanwan!"
Zhao Xiaonan followed Fu Yanci's request and did not dare to be careless at all, and always stayed by Lin Shuwan's side.
At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, there was a knock on the hotel room door, and Zhao Xiaonan walked over suspiciously.
"Who is it?"
"Open the door."
A low voice sounded, and Fu Yanci appeared in Ningcheng, soaked all over.
It was a four-hour journey, but Fu Yanci took two and a half hours to get there during the typhoon, braving the darkness and heavy rain, holding the fever-reducing medicine in his hand that was not wet at all.
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