After being coveted by old men for many years, I quit

And it's not like what a bartender would do to take the initiative to talk to him at the bar tonight.

All kinds of abnormalities made He Minnan, who was already thoughtful, feel a little doubt in his heart.

His deep black eyes stared quietly for a while, then he turned his head and told the assistant next to him, "Call the police to take those two away."

As soon as these words came out, the two people who were pressed to the ground struggled immediately, cursing and saying nothing good.

The young assistant was stunned, looked at him and asked, "...What about the one on the ground?"

He Minnan turned a deaf ear, walked up to the unconscious boy in a few steps, picked him up from the ground, then went to the car, opened the back seat and put him in.

A set of smooth and smooth movements made the assistant on the side dumbfounded.

Jaw almost dropped to the ground.

He has been in office for so long, and he has never seen anyone who has such an honor that his boss can do it himself.

He Minnan glanced at the assistant who was standing there holding the phone, and frowned slightly, "Are you still calling?"

"Oh oh...right now."

He Minnan watched him hastily pick up his phone, turned around and opened the car door, and sat in the driver's seat with his slender body.

Skillfully put on the seat belt, put it in gear, let go of the handbrake, and stepped on the accelerator, the car turned around on the spot and drove directly in the opposite direction.

The car runs smoothly on the road.

His deep black eyes glanced at the rear seat through the rearview mirror. The person lying sideways on the seat still hadn't regained consciousness, and his face was as pale as paper.

I can't tell any special reason, it seems that I instinctively felt that I should do this, so I did it.

He has never been a person who would go deep into the reasons for his actions, but at this moment, he was still momentarily at a loss, making a subconscious decision for himself.

The black car is like a flying arrow, speeding through the night.

After a while.

Jiang Fan's first reaction when he woke up was pain. The pain felt all over his body, from the inside out, pulling his nerves, and he couldn't help the pain in his throat, so he burst out intermittent low moans.

Then, I felt that the environment I was in was a bit bumpy.

He opened his eyelids with great effort, and the pain made his vision blurred. As the light came into his eyes, the surrounding environment gradually became clear.What came into view was the interior of the car, and there were street lights passing by outside the car window.

He barely sat up from the seat, and a man sat in the driver's seat with his back facing him, calmly controlling the steering wheel with both hands.

"Who are you?" He breathed calmly, every word seemed to be wrapped in pain that could be conveyed, and the palm of his hand unconsciously covered his cramped abdomen.

He Minnan heard the sound, raised his eyes and glanced at the rearview mirror, his eyes touched his pale face, his handsome brows frowned imperceptibly, and said in a calm tone, "I'll take you to the hospital, don't mess around move."

Jiang Fan stared at the dark eyes in the mirror, and it took a second before he realized that it was the man he had seen in the bar.

Thinking of the person he bumped into before he fell, he pursed his lower lip, which was quite a coincidence.

"Please stop in front, I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital."

He Minnan's slender knuckles rested on the reverse wheel, tapping lightly and comfortably, ignoring him.

The car drove for another meeting.

Jiang Fan recovered from the pain, the broken hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, seeing that the man did not stop the car at his request, his face was tense, and he gritted his teeth and said again, " Sir, please stop the car."

He spoke every word in a straight voice, and the vibration in his chest pulled his nerves. He immediately took a shallow breath to calm the pain that was coming from him. a switch.

"Click, the door is locked.

Jiang Fan clenched his jaw, and his black and white eyes showed a hint of annoyance, "If you insist on taking me to the hospital, then I will trouble you to pay all my medical expenses, anyway, you are half responsible for this matter."

He knew that it was unreasonable to say this. It was his own will to stop that person, and he couldn't blame this man for the current consequences, but his current behavior annoyed him, and he couldn't help being a little unscrupulous.

The fact is that he also regretted it after he finished speaking. Maybe this person didn't know what happened at all, but he just dragged him to the hospital out of kindness after seeing him being beaten to death.

Before he had time to speak again, the man's magnetic and low voice had already snorted lightly, and said jokingly, "My responsibility? You might as well explain it in detail, why is it my responsibility?"

The two had no communication at all before tonight, and the contact at the bar was the most normal communication between waiters and guests.

In terms of responsibility, he hasn't said that he was the one who was hit.

When Jiang Fan heard this, he was sure that he didn't know anything. After a moment of silence, he replied, "I can't afford the medical bills, and I can't think of a way. I was just talking casually just now. Don't take it to heart."

He paused, looked at the man's back, and continued calmly, "I appreciate your kindness, but I'm much better now, if you can, please send me back to school."

He Minnan didn't agree or refuse, and asked casually, "Are you studying nearby?"

"Well, sophomore."

Sophomore... As far as he knows, there seems to be only one university nearby, and it is an art school with a historical background.

The topic was interrupted here, and neither of them spoke again until they arrived at the hospital.

Although he was not so willing, Jiang Fan had to admit that maybe it was right to come this trip, because not only did the pain in his abdomen not lessen with the passage of time, but it became more and more intense, and the pain made him almost unable to stand up straight.

When he got out of the car, his ankle suddenly lost strength, and he tilted and fell directly to the ground.

The fingers subconsciously wanted to grab something, but before they could react, a powerful arm suddenly stretched out, clasped his shoulders, and lifted him up.

But this action inadvertently pulled the nerves in the abdomen.

Immediately, Jiang Fan couldn't stop a cry of pain from his throat.

He Minnan clasped his shoulders, seeing that he was in severe pain, he had no choice but to stretch out his other hand to support him, glanced at his facial features that were almost distorted in pain, and asked calmly, "Can't stand up?"

Jiang Fan bowed his waist and shook his head, and replied weakly, "...you let me take it easy."

He Minnan watched it quietly for a while, then took out his cell phone from his pocket, and made a call.

At that time, Jiang Fan's consciousness was already at the critical point of coma. He didn't hear what the man said on the phone at all.

Seeing his closed eyes, He Minnan frowned deeply, so he quickly hung up the phone, stuffed the phone in his pocket casually, and carried him back to the back seat of the car.

After a while, two medical staff in white overalls rushed to the hospital pushing an emergency cart.

The person was rushed directly to the emergency room.

Most of the hospitals are like that, cold, clean and without smoke, and the smell of disinfectant is always in the air.

He Minnan sat quietly on the bench outside the emergency room, with his long legs crossed, his body leaning back against the backrest, and slightly raised his head to look up at the red light that was on.

Habitually wanted to take out the cigarette case from his pocket, and saw a no-smoking warning sign hanging on the opposite wall, so he gave up the idea.He raised his wrist, opened his cuff, and glanced at the time.

Thinking of the meeting that will continue tomorrow, and today's busy day, I can't help but feel a little tired.

After pinching the space between his brows with his knuckles, he took out his cell phone and dialed his secretary.

"Mr. He, what's the matter?"

"Find someone to come to the People's Hospital."

The tone on the other side suddenly became tense, "Okay, are you okay?"

"It's not me." He Minnan paused, just as the door of the emergency room opened, he got up and greeted him, "Call someone who is more delicate to come over."

After speaking, he picked up the phone.

The doctor took off his mask and explained the situation formulaically, "The patient has some internal bleeding and has multiple soft tissue injuries on his body. Are you his family member?"

He Minnan frowned slightly, "No."

"Then can you contact his family? Maybe you have to sign a consent form for surgery."

"Very serious?"

"It's still being checked. If there's not much bleeding, there's no need for surgery. It depends on the situation. If you can contact his family, call him, lest you can't find someone to sign later."

After the doctor finished speaking, he turned and went inside.

About 10 minutes later, a man came. Seeing He Minnan sitting in front of the emergency room, he walked over.

Bowing to him, he said respectfully, "Mr. He."

He Minnan didn't even glance at it, he stared at the closed door, and ordered quietly, "Go arrange a ward, and come back with some porridge."

"Yes, do it right away."

Time passed bit by bit, and when the door of the emergency room opened again, He Minnan raised his eyelids from his spare time, got up and greeted him.

Jiang Fan was pushed out lying on the hospital bed, followed by the doctor he had seen before.

"Fortunately, there is no hemorrhage, and he has already been given medicine. Tonight, stay in the hospital to check the situation. You can go through the hospitalization procedures. He Minnan looked at his slightly bloody face under the light, and nodded.

When the subordinate came back from buying porridge, Jiang Fan was already lying on the bed in the single ward.

The subordinates put the bag on the table, "Mr. He, I will take care of it here. If you are tired, go back and rest first."

He Minnan stood by the bed, averted his eyes lightly, said yes, then turned around and walked out of the ward.

Jiang Fan woke up at noon the next day.

The wounds on my body have all been treated, and although they are still sore, they are much better.

He was lying on the bed, and his eyes looked around. With the smell of disinfectant, coupled with the unique furnishings and decorations of the hospital, he quickly realized that he was in the hospital.

Recalling the situation before he completely lost consciousness last night, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside.

A man walked in, but it wasn't the one who sent him to the hospital last night.

"you're awake?"

The man put down the plastic bag containing the lunch box and a bag of fruit.

Jiang Fan propped his elbows on the bed, and was about to sit up when the man stopped him.