Rebirth: I escort the male god

The originally sunny sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds. After a while, lightning broke through the void and rushed towards the earth, followed by raindrops as big as beans.

"It's so strange. Wasn't there any rain today? Why is it raining so hard all of a sudden? I still have clothes on the balcony that I haven't collected yet."

"Little Potato, it's raining, go home quickly, or I'll spank you."

Huo Qiyan got out of the car, opened the door roughly, and ran to the emergency department of the hospital in the rain. He turned a deaf ear to what was happening around him. There was only one thought in his mind: nothing must happen to his brother. Nothing must happen to him.

"Mr. Huo, please slow down!" Li Minghao looked at the figure that disappeared in the blink of an eye, sighed helplessly, turned around and sat back in the driver's seat, looking for a parking space nearby.

When Huo Qiyan arrived, Feng Rucen had already been sent to the general ward. After asking for directions, he ran towards the ward with trepidation.

In the ward, Feng Rucen was sitting on the bed with a pale face, his left leg was in a plaster cast and hung high, and the nurse was changing his medicine.

Feng Rucen, who was originally indifferent to everything around him, seemed to sense something and instinctively looked towards the door of the ward.

Huo Qiyan was standing there in a dishevel, with red eyes and nose, and several streams of water running down his face. It was unclear whether it was just rain or tears mixed in. The clothes he was wearing were also soaked by the rain.

The indifference on Feng Rucen's lips disappeared, replaced by a sickening smile, and he said to Huo Qiyan, "Xiao Qi."

"Brother... wuwuwu..." When hearing Feng Rucen's cry, Huo Qiyan couldn't hold back and immediately ran towards him, hugging him tightly, as if afraid of losing something precious.

"elder brother……"

"Hey, you..." The nurse wanted to remind the other person that his body was too wet and not to pounce on the patient, but Feng Rucen glared back at her.

"Xiao Qi, I'm fine. I was just hit by a car by accident."

It was Feng Rucen's bad luck. Not many people could drive into the school. Except for senior leaders, students had to get off at the school gate if they wanted to take a taxi.

Almost all the faculty and staff cars are parked in the living area, and there are usually no cars passing by the teaching building. But unfortunately today, a school club is going to hold a large-scale party, and has applied to the school for permission to allow cars to enter and exit to transport materials.

However, unexpectedly, there was a small slope on the stairs outside the teaching building. Normally, faculty and staff would slow down when driving to avoid hurting students, but the new vehicles were unaware of this.

This caused a 6-meter truck in front to skid, and after it finally stopped, it was rear-ended by the truck behind it. The huge impact force caused the truck in front to go straight forward and hit Feng Rucen who had just come down from the teaching building.

"Brother! What do you mean by 'just a collision'?" Huo Qiyan was very angry. "They broke your leg! Are there still scratches on your body? And, didn't you feel any pain after the collision? What do you mean by 'just a collision'?"

God knows how scared he was when he learned that Feng Rucen was in trouble.

Huo Qiyan will never be able to forget his past life. When he received the news of Huo Qiyan's death, it was also on such a rainy day. He was very afraid that Feng Rucen would suddenly leave him like in his past life.

Thinking of how Feng Rucen died in his previous life, Huo Qiyan was shaking with fear.

But this scene looked different to Feng Rucen. He stretched out his hand to grab the blanket that the nurse had just brought and wrapped Huo Qiyan up. "Xiao Qi, go change your wet clothes first, or you'll catch a cold."

"A-choo!" Huo Qiyan was about to say that he was not cold, but a sneeze made Feng Rucen's face even gloomier.

"Hehe..." Huo Qiyan looked at Feng Rucen with a flattering expression, hoping that the other party would not be so angry.

How could Feng Rucen not know his little thoughts, but he didn't say anything. He pointed in the direction of the bathroom and said, "Go take a hot bath. I'll call Xiao Li to bring you some clothes later."

Because they often go out together, sometimes Li Minghao would call him, so he still has the phone number.

Huo Qiyan obediently wrapped herself in a blanket and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

As soon as he entered, Feng Rucen hadn't gotten his phone yet, when Li Minghao appeared at the door with a bag in his hand. He respectfully called out, "Mr. Feng."

"Well, you came to bring clothes to Xiaoqi?" Feng Rucen also saw the bag in his hand, "Thank you for your hard work."

Li Minghao put the bag down and said, "I saw Huo Qiyan was all wet. When I went to park the car, I saw a big store next to it, so I went to buy some clothes for Huo, thinking that maybe they would be useful."

The clothes in the store were mainly cheap, but the quality was disappointing. Although this set of clothes was the best quality he had ever picked out in the store, there was no need to say that.

"Thank you, you are so thoughtful. I will transfer the money to you." Feng Rucen said.

Unexpectedly, Li Minghao shook his head and refused, "I will just swipe the card that Mr. Huo gave me. Mr. Feng doesn't need to transfer money to me."

This card is similar to a reserve fund. A fixed amount of 200,000 yuan will be deposited into it every month. No invoice is required, and there is no need to report it if it is not spent this month.

It was similar to the welfare that Huo Qiyan gave him. Because he accompanied Huo Qiyan out, the bill was almost always paid by her. He would only spend some money when treating colleagues in the department to afternoon tea.

Moreover, the limit of this card is different for each department. For example, Chen Mozhi is in charge of the club's player management, and the limit of the card is between one million and one million and two hundred thousand. After all, there are a large number of players, and the expenses will be relatively high if they have dinner together.

Gu Xuan's public relations department and marketing department are combined into one, with a budget of around 800,000. It's not because Huo Qiyan is stingy, but because there are relatively few employees in the public relations department and the marketing department.

There are also additional allocations for the marketing department’s funds for marketing activities and the public relations department’s public relations expenses.

Feng Rucen: "Okay, Xiaoqi probably won't want to go back later, so please bring his computer and other things here."

He cannot be discharged from the hospital yet and needs observation. Huo Qiyan will definitely accompany him.

"When I was buying clothes just now, I asked my colleagues in the office to pack up the documents and notebooks that Mr. Huo needed to deal with. I guess they are almost at the hospital."

Feng Rucen looked at him with some admiration, "You have thought it through very carefully."

"It's my duty to relieve Mr. Huo's worries." Li Minghao didn't dare to take credit for it. After all, he was paid to do the job.

"Mr. Feng, please rest and recover from your injuries. I'll trouble you with Mr. Huo's matter. I have something else to do at the company. I will leave first. You can contact me if you have anything else."

Before Li Minghao left, he considerately took a chair and placed it at the bathroom door, and put the bag of clothes on it.

After Huo Qiyan washed up, put on his clothes, and crawled into Feng Rucen's bed, saying that he was cold.

But the heating is on in the ward, so how could it be cold?

However, Feng Rucen did not expose it. He liked the feeling of Huo Qiyan relying on him.

"Brother, you know"