Reborn in 80s, throw away the scumbag and hug the rough husband tightly

The letter was very brief, because it was not written by Jin Hengchuan, but was ghostwritten by someone else.

The content is that an accident occurred in the factory and a sudden explosion and fire broke out. Comrade Jin Hengchuan tried his best to save people, but unfortunately he was hit by a falling beam. He is now receiving treatment at Chongqing People's Hospital. I hope that his family members can rush to the hospital as soon as possible after receiving the letter. Go to the hospital.

The letter fell, and Song Wei calmed down for a long time, but her body was still shaking. Yu Hui even found her sitting on the ground, helped her up and sat down, and gave her a glass of water. She still sat there blankly, like a Dummy, after a while, she opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Jin Hengchuan... something happened?

How can it be? He was fine when he left, and he would write her a long letter of 10,000 words, saying that he wanted to hold her hand and walk through the streets and alleys of Chongqing City, and write about how he could not sleep alone late at night. How could something happen to such a living person?

At this time in her previous life, she hated Jin Hengchuan and tried her best to avoid him, so she didn't know much about his experience. She only knew that he left Xinshui Village not long after marrying Kong Qi and worked hard outside for more than ten years. Mr. Jin has become a famous man. You can imagine that he must have suffered a lot and suffered a lot, but... But I haven't heard of any injuries!

Only that time, his dead soul drifted into the hospital with him, looking at the snow-white walls and the dazzling scarlet slogans, watching him being pushed into the operating room, being affected by the explosion, and still murmuring "Wei Wei" when he was seriously injured and dying. "...He was injured trying to save himself!"

Even this accident was all because of himself. If he had not gone to Chongqing City, he would not have been injured at all!

She thought that since she was reborn, she could avoid many things happening by relying on her memories from her previous life, but God played such a big joke on her!

Same explosion, same fire? Is this fate?

Could it be that our fates are incompatible and that as long as he is with me, misfortune will happen to him?

Song Wei was in despair and couldn't even shed tears.

When Yu Hui saw the letter, she was a little at a loss for a moment, but she quickly calmed down, forced a smile, and comforted her: "How about there is no injury written on it, maybe it's not serious? Maybe it's just for you. Why don't you go take care of him for a while?" She read the letter over and over again, hoping to find any clues about Jin Hengchuan's okay.

"Look, the handwriting is quite neat. If something big happened, the person who wrote the letter must be in a panic. The handwriting cannot be so neat." Yu Hui read it carefully a few times, and her eyes lit up: "Look , they just asked you to rush to the hospital as soon as possible, and they didn’t tell you how much money you should bring with you. You might just be slightly injured and have to stay in the hospital for a few days."

Although these two reasons are not very tenable, they are the only thing Song Wei can hold on to when she falls into the endless abyss.

"Yes, that's it, it must be like this." Song Wei grabbed the letter, her hands shaking uncontrollably: "I can't panic, I have to hold on, he is still waiting for me to take care of him!"

She stood up, picked up a few pieces of clothing, and grabbed a handful of money in the drawer. While packing her bags, she said: "Youzi, help me look after the shop for a few days. If it's really too busy, I'll close it. I'll go there." Come back!" After saying that, he dragged his baggage and walked out without thinking. He happened to bump into Sun Rui who was coming in. Seeing that Song Wei was in a daze and her face was pale, he hurriedly grabbed her and said, "What's going on? Hurry up. Where are you going to be busy?”

Yu Hui said: "Something happened to Mr. Jin."

Sun Rui's expression suddenly changed after reading the letter. He held Song Wei with both arms and said, "Don't panic. There are no cars to Chongqing at this time. My uncle has a car. Let him Send someone to take you there. Brother Hengchuan is the secretary of our factory. If something happens to him, the factory can't ignore it. It just so happens that I have nothing to do, so I'll accompany you there."

The two returned to the factory. Sun Wenyuan had just received the news and was not sure what to say to Song Wei. When he saw this, he knew that there was no need to say anything.

"Ruirui, you go with Xiaowei. If she goes like this, don't let anything happen to her."

Sun Rui said: "That's exactly what I think!"

Song Wei opened her mouth, her voice completely hoarse due to the rage in her heart: "Hengchuan...how are your injuries?"

Sun Wenyuan shook his head, with a sad look on his brows: "I don't know, so don't be too sad. Xiao Jin is a good boy. I believe he will be fine."

The car ran on the road for a full three hours.

Song Wei remained blank and did not shed a single tear, but her face was extremely haggard, her eyes were bleeding, her braids were messy, and she had two nosebleeds in the middle. Sun Rui was frightened and hugged her to comfort her all the way. , I couldn’t help but shed tears as I spoke.

The two sat in the back seat, watching the sky slowly get dark, and finally arrived at Chongqing People's Hospital.

Arriving at the door of the hospital, Song Wei completely calmed down.

Perhaps it was because the white walls and green paint of the hospital were completely different from the horrific scenes in her memory, or perhaps it was that she was already standing in front of the door that pronounced her fate. No matter what she could accept, this door had to be opened by her herself. Open.

She opened the door.

The curtains were blown up by the wind, and in the fluttering white, she saw Jin Hengchuan.

There was a layer of bandage wrapped around his head, with a trace of blood showing. He was sitting on the bed, his face was a little pale, and his lips were chapped and white.

Song Wei's eyes were hot, and the tears that she had been holding back in her heart fell like a bursting dam.

Jin Hengchuan looked at the door blankly, his gray eyes suddenly lit up: "Weiwei! You're here!"

He stretched out his hand eagerly to stand up, but Song Wei was not willing to let him move at all. She hurriedly ran over to his window and hurriedly checked.

There was a bandage wrapped around his leg, but there was no unsightly steel plate, and he was not hung up. It was probably just a flesh injury. There was still a wide tape on his hand, and he probably had just finished the hanging bottle.

"Are you okay? Where does it hurt?"

Jin Hengchuan touched her head with a distressed look on his face: "I'm fine. I was just affected by the explosion when I ran out. They were all skin injuries. It doesn't matter. But you..." He stroked her messy hair: "What did they tell you to look so bad?"

Song Wei shook her head and said nothing.

Fortunately, this is not the last time. He can still walk, run and jump. He will not sit in a wheelchair or get stuck in a fire...

Yu Hui, on the other hand, wiped her tears and said angrily: "The letter didn't say anything! Just because it didn't say anything, how anxious is Sister Weiwei? I thought something was wrong with you!"

"Since you're fine, you can just say you're safe. Even I was shocked."

"Hey, what are you doing? Brother Hengchuan needs to rest now, don't make him cry and scream!" Suddenly a girl walked in outside the door. She was eighteen or nineteen years old, and her hair was permed in the most popular explosive wave nowadays. Curly, with delicate makeup on her face, flaming red lips, and a white shirt and red leather skirt, she is as eye-catching as the Hong Kong and Taiwan celebrities in the pictorial.

She also held a washbasin in her hand with a white towel on top. She walked over as if there was no one else around and said with a sweet smile: "Brother Hengchuan, let me wipe your face for you."