Shenhao System Rescue Plan

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[Ding ~ the current account balance is 290 billion yuan]

Hua Xi entered Cyphilia Street and found that the road here was very narrow, and it was barely enough for two cars to walk at the same time. There was no place to turn around, so she could only drive forward.

At first, the road was smooth, until a car stopped slowly, Hua Xi knew that there was another traffic jam, she lowered the window, and learned from passers-by that there was a traffic accident [-] meters ahead.

After a long time, the road slowly opened until Hua Xi saw an unexpected person when she got out of the traffic intersection, but she drove away without stopping.One is that it is inconvenient for him to work, and the other is that she has limited time to go to Jun's medical treatment.

Looking at the image of the Bugatti going away, Mo Hanchen felt far more joyful than disappointed. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the wrecker approaching, suppressed all the emotions in his heart, and stepped forward to direct the wrecker to tow it away. The vehicle that just had an accident.

Jun's Medical

Hua Xi stepped into the hospital and saw people in nurse uniforms and white coats busy with their own affairs. Instead of asking them, she asked Xiao Ba to check the location of Jun Yuchu's office, and then went straight to the second floor go.

When passing by a VIP ward, Hua Xi heard a familiar voice that she hadn't heard for a long time. She stopped at the door of the ward immediately, and the conversation inside came out.

"The wound is a bit deep. Needle stitches are needed. Don't let him move his scalded hand."

"I don't hurt, I don't need stitches, it will leave a scar."

"Xiao Xun, the wound will get worse if you don't treat it."

Hua Xi knocked on the door without listening, then walked in slowly.

"Sister Xiaoxi, I'm in pain." Meng Jinxun looked up when he heard the footsteps, and when he saw someone coming, his eyes instantly mist up, and tears rolled out of his eyes one by one.

The middle-aged doctor wearing glasses recognized Hua Xi at a glance. After all, everyone inside knows who Jun's medical care belongs to. He stepped forward to explain Meng Jinxun's situation in a very good way, "Patriarch, the wound on his calf is a knife. Cut open, a bit deep, needs stitches."

Hearing this, Hua Xi looked down at Meng Jinxun's leg. There was a finger-wide wound that was still bleeding. She stepped forward to lay him flat on the bed without hesitation, and turned to the middle-aged doctor and said, "I'll give him Operation."

"Okay." After hearing this, the middle-aged doctor didn't question Hua Xi's ability, but hesitantly prepared the surgical instruments for stitches.

When Mother Meng saw Hua Xi coming, she handed Meng Jinxun over to her without worrying. She closed the door and went out to guard them without disturbing them.

Hua Xi gave Meng Jinxun an anesthetic injection, wiped away his tears, and said softly, "Xiao Xunxun just sleep well and it will be fine."

Not knowing whether it was the effect of the anesthesia injection or because of her words, Meng Jinxun quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Hua Xi took the normal saline from the middle-aged doctor and washed the wound on Meng Jinxun's calf. Afterwards, she disinfected her hands, took the toothed tweezers in her left hand, and needle forceps in her right hand to suture the wound delicately.

After a while, the door of the ward was opened from the inside. Hua Xi looked at Mother Meng calmly, and asked her with no emotion in her voice, "What's going on?"

Mother Meng immediately understood what she was asking, and she explained it to her from beginning to end, "Xiao Xun suddenly said that he wanted to learn how to cook these few days. , The soup boiled while chopping vegetables, he panicked and didn't pay attention to both sides, the knife fell and scratched his leg, and when he tried to turn off the fire with his hand, his arm was also burned.

Originally, he was taken to a hospital near his home to treat the wound, but he said that he could not make money for others, so he wanted to come to Jun's hospital, but he refused to treat the wound because he said it would leave scars. "Mother Meng was terrified. Xiao Xun refused to let them help with cooking, so they installed a camera to observe him in time. Unexpectedly, what they were afraid of happened.

As soon as Meng's mother finished speaking, the middle-aged doctor came out, "Patriarch, the people inside are awake and looking for you crying." After speaking, he left and walked towards the dean's office.

Mother Meng didn't follow into the ward. She knew that what her son needed now was Miss Jun, and they had very little time to spend together. She had known for a long time how much her son liked Miss Jun.

"Isn't it good to be your young master? What do you learn to cook?" Hua Xi looked down at Meng Jinxun who was sitting on the hospital bed, glanced at the red and swollen wound on his arm, and caught a glimpse of the Q-version miniature that was clenched tightly in his hand. The pendant has an extraordinarily calm tone.

The mist in Meng Jinxun's eyes blocked his vision, he wiped his eyes carelessly with the back of his hand, and said, "Sister Xiaoxi doesn't like me, I have to change myself, they can cook, I want to learn how to cook too Give it to sister Xiaoxi."

He paused for a moment in crying, and suddenly changed the subject: "Sister Xiaoxi, will my hands and legs have scars? Will they look bad in the future? Sister Xiaoxi doesn't like me even more."

After hearing what he said, Hua Xi sighed from the bottom of her heart, and a trace of helpless thoughts flashed across her. She was the reason for all the feelings.

"If I don't like Xiao Xunxun, I won't let someone give you this. If you don't want to leave scars, Xiao Xunxun must take good care of your wounds." Hua Xi bent down, looked at him, and held him with one hand. Holding the hand of the q version of the small pendant, one finger wiped his tears for him, and his soft voice comforted him.

"Sister Xiaoxi, I really miss you. I'm afraid you hate me, so I dare not send you a message or call you." When Meng Jinxun heard her words, the emotion that had accumulated for a long time suddenly faded away. Swelling up, he said sobbingly, his nose was flushed, and his eyes were flushed with tears continuously overflowing.

Seeing that his lips were pale, Hua Xi stood up without hesitation and poured a glass of water, then sat on the bed with him in her arms, handed the glass to his lips, and coaxed him softly, "Xiao Xunxun, good boy, we won't cry okay?"

Meng Jinxun hadn't heard her coaxing him for a long time. He didn't want her to hate him, so he obediently stopped crying. He drank a few cups of water, put his hands around her waist, and buried his face in the From the pit of her neck, there was a little crying sound, "Sister Xiaoxi, I can be very obedient, don't hate me."

"Let's not learn to cook in the future, okay? Xiao Xunxun has to take good care of himself and not let himself get hurt. Xiao Xunxun can send me a message and call, and I will call back when I am free." Hua Xi rubbed His head, the tone of voice is soft and soothing.She understood that the way she dealt with it last time was a little lacking, which caused him a lot of grievances.

"Okay." Meng Jinxun listened to her words coaxing him, and felt sweet in his heart, as if all the bad emotions for so long dissipated in this instant. He stretched out his injured hand and handed it to her, using In a coquettish tone, she said aggrievedly: "Sister Xiao Xi, it really hurts."

Hua Xi knew that he was slightly burned, but the pain would be obvious. Although the wound had been treated, in order to comfort him, she took the scald ointment left by the middle-aged doctor and applied it to his wound.