Star Path Divination Room

Zisang hesitated for a moment, then drove out.

She doesn't drive fast either. The more chaotic the moment, the calmer she is and can control herself.As a result, when she was crossing an intersection, she looked down at the time, and for half a second, she hit an electric car that ran a red light indiscriminately.The rider was still a student, with his shoulders on his back, and he looked like he was still in junior high school in his teens.

Zisang wanted to slap himself, just to see what time it was! ?I don’t know how to concentrate at the intersection! ?

She hurriedly stopped the car and ran out. The child lay on his side on the ground, holding his leg and crying.Zisang didn't dare to touch him, for fear of internal injury, if he moved, it would be more serious.Zisang asked the child: "Can you still hear me? Don't cry, just lie down and don't move. I'll call 120 for you!"

As soon as the child heard that someone took care of him, he cried even more fiercely, yelling "it hurts", and asked himself: "Am I going to die?"

He was full of energy, so he should be able to save him.

She touched her pocket, she didn't have her mobile phone with her, it was probably in the co-pilot.Zisang wanted to go back to get her phone, but her knees softened, and she fell to her knees on the ground, knocking her hard for a while.

At this time...

Zisang supported the ground and looked up at the people around him: "Who can call 120 and call the police. I don't have my phone with me!"

After an enthusiastic uncle called, he told all the details in a whirl, and finally said: "Hurry up! The hitter hasn't escaped yet!"

Zisang was very angry: "Call 120 first! My license plate is here, I can't run away!"

But when the uncle reminded her like this, the people around consciously began to gather around, putting Zisang and the student circle in the middle, still afraid that she would run away.

At this time, Sang Yunqing probably arrived at Yao's house and told the old man about it.The old man must be throwing something, and the phone will definitely come.You can imagine the consequences of not answering his call.Now is the best time to show weakness, and it's just a little bit of effort for the old man to smooth his hair.

After all the calculations, I didn't expect to be delayed by a car accident!

Zisang supported the ground and climbed up, bowed his waist and supported his knees to take a breath before standing upright.She gestured to the people around: "I took down the phone, I won't run, I really won't run. Can I press down the ID card and the driver's seat for you? If you don't help me, I can still hit everyone ?”

He said it so affectionately, but the people around him began to be dubious.Zisang walked to the side of the car, didn't go in, and bent down to take out the phone.As soon as I got my upper body out of the car, the back of my head shook, and before I could feel anything, my whole body went limp.

Damn, what is the black hand behind the scenes!

If Zhong Liran found out, would she blame her mother?But don't, or her mother will give me little shoes to wear in the future!

The old man over there...

After thinking about it, Zisang's eyes darkened.

When Sang Yunqing made the seventh call to Zisang, the other party finally picked up, but a man's voice immediately asked, "Who are you the owner of the phone?"

Zisang's phone book only stores names, not titles.There is no relationship between Sang and Yao's surname on the ID card.

The old man was still puffing his beard and staring, patting the table and shouting: "Tell her to come back to me immediately!"

Sang Yunqing was still holding the phone, looking back at the old man with a pale face: "Dad, Shufeng, something happened, something happened..."

The old man didn't lift it up in one breath, he jumped up, and then fell down again.

The Yao family was completely in disarray, and Yao Lin finally stopped going around in circles and ran all the way to the hospital through red lights.Zhongli's mother still had a calm face. Before Yao Lin got out of the car and rushed inside, he looked back at her: "You still want to talk now!?"

Zhongli's mother listened to him talking on the phone in the car, and probably understood what was going on.She shook her head: "I don't need to say it, do I?"

Yao Lin took a deep breath: "Then I won't give it away."

The old man has been upright all his life, but there is only one heart disease: Sang Yunqing.Even the people around Sang Yunqing have become his sensitive points and cannot be touched.For Sang Yunshu, he couldn't even take a look at him, and even staying in the same room with him felt that the air smelled bad.As for his Shufeng, Yao Lin didn't know exactly what kind of feelings he had.

I only vaguely felt that there was a little fear in the middle, afraid that Shufeng would leave.

Shufeng, a girl, was born more deviant than her mother, and she was hard-hearted, showing no sympathy at all.The old man has been fighting with her for more than 20 years, and the most peaceful time to get along with her should be during the New Year's Eve.Yao Lin knew that she was trying to make the old man happy because of Zhong Liran.

It seems that in front of the old man, only her disgust and hostility are sincere.The others are all fake. She is an actress, but she doesn't even want to show it to the old man.

Yao Lin couldn't even care about his image, so he lit a cigarette and asked Zisang, "Look, maybe the old man won't be able to take care of your affairs for the rest of his life."

Zisang's face was pale, his head was still wrapped in gauze, before he could say a word, he bent down on the edge of the bed and retched.

Yao Lin didn't help her either, and shook the ashes: "Anyway, you should remember, if grandpa is planted here, it's because of you."

Before he went out, he looked back at Zisang, his gaze through the lens was terribly cold: "In the end, he never got any sincerity from this granddaughter."

Zisang vomited until tears came out, and he lay there limp in embarrassment, thinking, is it my fault?

What did i do wrong?

When Zhong Liran came, Zisang was in a daze and didn't fall asleep. She thought it was a nurse who came in and ignored her.When Zhong Liran saw the gauze on Zisang's head, his whole heart exploded. He wanted to hug her head and kiss her, but he didn't dare to touch her. After a long time, he asked, "Does it hurt? Have you checked?" ?”

Zisang heard the voice, and when he opened his eyes, tears came down.

She also cried, this kind of cognition did not exist in Zhong Liran's mind at all, she knelt down on the edge of the bed in a panic, holding Zisang's hand, and kept a distance from her for fear of other injuries on her body : "What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable?"

Zisang didn't speak, but shed tears.Not long after I cried, I stopped within a minute and slowly regained my composure.

This can be regarded as some kind of stunt... In the performance, it is easy to retract and release.

Zhong Liran wanted to tease her a few words to ease the atmosphere, but before he opened his mouth, Zisang cut off the conversation and said, "Shut up, don't talk to me."

Zhong Liran: "...I didn't recruit you!"

Zisang: "You will recruit me soon."

Still thinking back, it seems that the situation is not too bad.Zhong Liran let go of half of his heart, sat down on the edge of the bed, and got serious: "What's going on? I didn't understand what my mother said. Something happened to the old man?"

Zisang let out a muffled "hmm": "I have a cerebral hemorrhage, I'm still awake."

Zhong Liran patted the back of her hand and held it in his hand again: "I'm getting older."

So did the doctor.But he was fine before, and his body was very tough.

Zhong Liran squeezed her fingers to play: "But every time I come to this kind of time, I find that people are not equal in the face of death. The poor dare not get sick because they have no money for treatment. Tens of thousands of dollars a night Money, how can ordinary people afford it? Our old man is okay, we don’t need anything, the best doctor and the best medicine, he can be rescued in time.”

Zisang was right when he thought about it. Fortunately, there was Qian Zhi, so it was not the worst situation.

Zisang felt touched, and said to Zhong Liran: "If you say that, I feel that all the things I do all day are nonsense. If I was born in a poor family, the livelihood alone would crush me to death. Why should I think about it?" Do you like the same sex or the opposite sex? Looking at the family's hard work to earn the daily expenses, do you dare to say anything about coming out?"

Zhong Liran burst out laughing: "Even if it's nonsense, we have the capital to make nonsense. Where you were born is predestined, and if you can't change it, you don't have to think about how the poor come out of the closet. It doesn't matter if you think about it. nor become poor."

"I have been poor for more than 20 years, and now you tell me that I am not poor."

"Don't you define poor people as having no money?"

"Is it true that rich people are poor?"

Zhong Liran smacked his lips, thought about his point of view, and organized his words: "Poor people should have no hope. No matter what they do, they will never succeed. They are trapped in the existing circle, and no matter how hard they struggle, they cannot escape."

Zisang was still a little dizzy at the moment, and didn't have the strength to think about such a complicated matter.However, her attention was diverted by Zhong Liran successfully. The two chatted about some life insights, and then talked about the progress of "New Moon Palace". Zisang felt a little sleepy and soon fell asleep.

Zhong Liran went out to the nurse to ask about the situation. He suffered a concussion and needed to stay in the hospital for observation for a week.The old man has already hired a nurse. Yao Lin has to go to work, and only Sang Yunqing is alone.

Zhong Liran called the studio and asked Tiantian and Brother Ming to go to the supermarket to buy toiletries for him, and he planned to stay here permanently.In the end, she pushed open the door of the old man's ward, and saw Sang Yunshu tilting her head to one side. She was surprised for half a minute, and soon laughed.

The human heart is the same as the human heart, soft and sensitive.I can still think of coming to help, not to mention Sang Yunshu's identity.

Zhong Liran went over and called, "Uncle,"

Sang Yunshu felt shallow and didn't dare to fall asleep, so he woke up with a jolt: "Zhong Liran? Why are you here?"

Zhong Liran put down his bag: "If I'm worried, I'll come over and have a look—you sleep for a while, I'll take care of you for a while."

"Where's Shufeng? Have you seen her?"

"She's fine, she's asleep."

The nurse had to keep pressing on the old man's legs and feet, and looking back at the two people who were talking, they couldn't figure out what the relationship between the family was like.

Zhong Liran said again: "I won't go back recently, and I can still take shifts here. You should go back, everyone can rest after shifts, and it's useless to spend all of them."

Sang Yun exhaled slowly and nodded, "Okay."

This is to bring Zhong Liran into the scope of the family.