"Yes! Please wait a moment."
Wu Qian found a deserted corner and called Fu Jiusi.
"Mr. Fu, someone is impersonating you and is waiting for your wife in Dean Lu's office."
"My wife is in urgent need of medical help. Let me find a car to take her to the hospital."
Fu Jiusi was silent for a moment and sneered, "Except that idiot, there is no one else."
"You go with her and stay at the hospital to report to me at any time."
"Okay," Wu Qian hung up the phone and immediately contacted the vehicle.
The pickup truck carrying the volunteers set off immediately, and the person in charge shouted through a loudspeaker, "Get in the car! Get in the car quickly!"
"Let's take this car for a while," Wu Qian pushed Hua Qi into the car.
The pickup truck drove to the road leading to the town, and Wu Qian took Hua Qi out of the car.
At this time, there was an SUV parked on the side of the road.
"This is my childhood friend's car," Wu Qian opened the back door and raised his hand, "Please get in."
Hua Qi bowed lightly, expressing his sincere gratitude, "Thank you so much!"
Wu Qian immediately returned the greeting with a 90-degree bow, "You're too kind. It's just a small favor."
On the way to the hospital, Hua Qi became more and more excited as the distance got closer.
I looked at the navigation eight hundred times a minute, wishing I could fly to the dean's office immediately.
It really proves the saying: When you miss home, you always hate the long journey.
Wu Qian pretended to be casual and asked, "Are you going to meet your brother?"
"Yes," Hua Qi's eyes turned red and her voice choked as she spoke.
"My brother and I have been separated for many years, and we are finally reunited."
"Wow~~," she tilted her head back and blinked hard, smiling a little shyly, "I'm so excited."
"My hands are still shaking."
Wu Qian took out a tissue and handed it to him, "If it were me, I would have burst into tears a long time ago."
"However," he looked at her with some regret and gently reminded her, "If it really was your brother, how could he bear to let you travel such a long distance to find him?"
"Not only is my mood very tormenting, but the road conditions in the disaster area are dangerous at any time."
Hua Qi didn't care at all, "It's okay."
"As long as he's my brother, I'll go find him even if I have to go through fire and water."
At this moment, Wu Qian completely understood why President Fu didn't dare to recognize her.
In her heart, her brother, with whom she had only lived for two years in childhood and with whom she had no blood relationship, was no different from a relative.
"My brother is in the dean's office. Can I have a word with him first?"
Hua Qi took out the phone number of the dean's office, but her slightly trembling fingers were reluctant to press it.
What should my brother say after he answers the phone?
My heart was pounding and my mind was a little confused. I couldn't think of what to say.
"Oh... never mind."
"Let's talk about it when we meet."
After a long and agonizing wait, we finally arrived at the hospital.
Before the car stopped, Hua Qi opened the door, jumped out, and ran into the hospital administrative building.
She rushed to the elevator as fast as she could.
Unfortunately, the elevator door just closed.
She rushed to the wall and poked the elevator switch frantically.
But the elevator still left.
There are only two elevators in total, both going up!
Unable to contain his anxious mood, Hua Qi climbed the stairs directly upstairs.
After climbing 12 floors, she was sweating and panting.
He came to the door of the dean's office and raised his hand to hold the door handle.
My already pounding heart accelerated again.
She clutched her chest, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Then, knock on the door gently.
There were footsteps inside, and then the door opened.
Dean Lu said with a smile, "Come on, your brother has been waiting for you for a long time."
He opened the door and stepped aside.
A man in a suit was sitting in a wheelchair with his back to her.
Hua Qi was shocked and her eyes subconsciously fell on his legs.
What happened to my brother's leg?
After looking at it for a few times, she frowned in confusion. This figure looked so familiar!
Just then, he turned the wheelchair around.
When Hua Qi saw his face clearly, all her expectations were instantly dashed.
Seeing her eyes full of stars suddenly dim, Wan Nuo felt a sudden pain in his heart.
"Qiqi, you don't even want to look at me now?"
Hua Qi glared at him coldly and angrily.
After a moment, she turned and left.
Dean Lu was confused. "What... is going on?"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Hua Qi turned back and rushed to Wan Nuo, slapping him in the face. "Rubbish!"
Come with excitement and leave with anger.
Wu Qian hid in the corner and peeked, secretly sending a message to Fu Jiusi.
: Mr. Fu, your wife is like a burning fireball now, and she seems very angry.
: However, in contrast, your favorability should be rising rapidly.
After watching Hua Qi enter the elevator, he immediately ran down the stairs.
Arrived on the first floor.
When leaving the gate, two security guards stopped Hua Qi to take her temperature and asked about her itinerary in the past seven days.
When they heard that she came from the disaster area of Batang Town, they immediately handed her a mask.
"I just received news that a respiratory infectious disease has broken out in Batang. The hospital is now isolating you for examination."
Hua Qi: “???”
Everything was fine when I left, how come an infectious disease broke out all of a sudden?!
Although she was not sure whether the news was true or not, she did not dare to delay.
Infectious diseases in epidemic areas are no joke.
I was dragged to do a full physical examination in a daze, and then admitted to a single room for isolation and observation.
Hua Qi was concerned about Wen Fan and Fu Jiusi, and sent them messages.
After waiting for a long time, neither of them responded.
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