"Senior Ouyang, she hit me!"
Wen Yi's voice was very high, almost shouting at the top of her lungs, which startled Ouyang Li who was suddenly tickled by her Q.
Ouyang Li swallowed his saliva, walked down a step, and silently picked up the fallen notebook.
"Uh..." He glanced at the two people below, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.
"What's wrong?" Shen Qing raised his head and looked over.
Ouyang Li was stunned and quickly shook his head, "It's okay, I suddenly remembered that I had something else to do, so I left first."
"By the way." Ouyang Li suddenly turned around and said, "You guys acted pretty similarly. Keep it up."
The boy made a cheering gesture and ran upstairs as if escaping.
Oh my god! He was so smart and defuse the awkward situation in a clever way.
Seeing people going up, Wen Yi's eyes became even redder, and she stared at Shen Qing intently.
Shen Qing took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his hands that had hit him, raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Yi, "Treat the disease if you have it."
"Chen Qing, I won't let you go!" Wen Yi stared at Chen Qing fiercely.
"Oh." Shen Qing stopped wiping his hands, "Come on then."
The girl glanced at her, threw the used towel directly into the trash can, then picked up the umbrella on the ground and left.
As soon as the person left, Wen Yi collapsed on the ground.
“Chen Qing, I will never let you go.”
**
When Shen Qing was walking on the road, it started to rain. The rain was heavy and the wind was blowing, but her clothes were still wet.
After returning to his residence, Shen Qing took his clothes and went to take a shower.
After leaving the bathroom, she received a message from Gu Ting on her mobile phone. Before she had time to read it, Shen Qing received a call from Lan Xinqiao on her mobile phone.
"Ms. Chen, Nie Huan is in the hospital." Lan Xinqiao said on the other end of the phone. She is now in Fancheng Hospital.
Shen Qing's eyes dimmed slightly, and he asked in a low voice: "What happened to her?"
"He was hit by a heavy object and injured his back. However, the injury is not serious. He just needs to be hospitalized for observation." Lan Xinqiao spoke in a low voice. If she had not come to the hospital to get medicine and saw a little girl who looked like Nie Huan, she would not have known that Nie Huan was injured.
"How did you get hurt?" Shen Qing's voice was deep and suppressed.
"I don't know, I didn't go to ask." The main reason was that Lan Xinqiao couldn't get the answer from Nie Huan.
Shen Qing glanced at the heavy rain outside the window and said, "Well, I understand."
Lan Xinqiao waited for Shen Qing to hang up the phone and called a nurse over.
"Lanting, is there anything I can help you with?"
Lan Xinqiao took out a stack of money from her wallet and said, "Move the patient in room 67 to a single room and add a small bed for her sister."
The young nurse was stunned for a moment and said, "Okay."
**
The rain continued until the evening. Shen Qing ordered takeout at home and then sat on the sofa to draw the design draft.
The phone on the coffee table vibrated. It was a message from Lan Xinqiao.
[Lan Xinqiao: Miss Chen, we've investigated Nie Huan's case. He was hit by a box that fell from a high platform during a school event. It was intentional.]
Shen Qing's eyes grew colder as he looked at the message.
[No such person: name.]
【Lan Xinqiao: Song Kexin.】
Shen Qing took out his computer, logged into Tengu's internal website, and entered the name into the population file.
Song Kexin, female, 18 years old, a freshman in the Department of Economics and Management at Fancheng University, and the youngest daughter of the Fengdu Song Group.
Shen Qing narrowed his eyes. What is the Song Group?
Never heard of it.
Time passed quickly, and Shen Qing finalized the design draft before going to bed at night.
I checked my phone and it was almost twelve o'clock.
Shen Qing washed her face and went into the room to sleep.
The rain outside had not stopped yet, so Shen Qing lit some calming incense in the room before lying down on the bed.
About an hour later, she slowly fell asleep.
A faint sound was heard in the dark house.
With a creak, the door of Shen Qing's room opened from the outside, and a dark shadow tiptoed in, slowly approaching Shen Qing's bed, and finally stopped beside the bed.
The girl frowned slightly and felt the bed sink slightly. She moved her fingers and reached under the pillow with her other hand and touched the dagger underneath.
Shen Qing opened his eyes slightly, and stabbed the shadow in the face with his backhand. The next moment, his wrist was caught, and the tip of the knife was only a few centimeters away from the shadow's face.
"Qingqing, it's me." The man said in a low voice.
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