"Luo Muchiu?"
Ye Wan pushed Luo Muchiu, but Luo Muchiu did not wake up. He only held her tighter and rubbed her neck with his hot cheek: "It feels so uncomfortable."
At this time, he was as fragile as a child.
Ye Wan was anxious. While calming his emotions, she struggled to free herself from his arms. She first called for room service, and then quickly changed clothes for herself and Luo Muxiu.
"Axiu, you won't feel uncomfortable in a while. Let's go to the hospital right away, okay?"
Ye Wanyou coaxed, found a bottle of medicine from her bag and sprayed it twice on Luo Muchiu. In just a moment, she was sweating profusely.
Fortunately, the hotel staff came quickly and helped Ye Wan carry Luo Musiu to the car.
The time was neither early nor late, just at the tail end of the Monday morning rush hour. Although the road was not very congested, the traffic volume was heavy and the car was not driving fast. No matter how anxious Ye Wan was, she could only endure it.
"Girl, what's wrong with your boyfriend? Is he sick? Is it serious?"
Maybe her expression was solemn, and the driver was watching them from the rearview mirror, probably because he was afraid that something would happen to Luo Muchiu and he would get into trouble with him.
Ye Wan was a little angry and refused with red eyes: "He is not my boyfriend, he is my husband. He just has a fever. He can just go to the hospital and take some medicine!"
It's just a little fever, why are you so anxious and looking like you're about to die?
The driver cursed and looked at the road intently. He just wanted to get to the hospital quickly and avoid causing any trouble after dropping the person off.
However, the weather did not go as expected. As the car drove out, the traffic jam was so thick that it was impossible to see the end of the road ahead. The driver turned on the traffic radio and heard the radio broadcast that a traffic accident had just occurred in front of him.
Being stuck here at this time can really kill people.
The driver honked the horn meaninglessly twice, then sat in the car and spoke to a group of riders: "Is anyone on the Third Ring Road? What's going on with the accident ahead? How long will the traffic jam be?"
"Damn it, bro, don't you know, a little shabby car is about to hit a Bentley, and it's a stalemate!"
"I was right behind that Bentley. If I hadn't been far away from the car, I would have had to get on someone else's butt. I wouldn't be able to afford to pay for it if it was sold!"
"I just passed by. The operation of that little old car is very coquettish. It must be a habitual offender and has been targeting people for a long time."
After listening to the voice, the driver turned to look at Ye Wan helplessly: "There was a car accident ahead. The traffic police are not easy to come at this time. If it is not handled well, it may be blocked for a long time."
"Is there any other way to get to the hospital?"
Ye Wan asked anxiously, and Luo Muchiu's forehead seemed to get hotter.
At that time, in order to be close to the hospital, she had chosen a hotel for a long time before booking this one, but something like this happened. The hospital was clearly in front of her, but she couldn't get through.
"Master, please help me think of a way. My husband is not in good health. He can't keep the fever like this!" Ye Wan panicked and tears burst out. The driver was also kind-hearted and looked pitiful when he saw her crying. , had no choice but to say: "You are in a hurry to cry first, I will go over and see if I can mediate."
After the driver got out of the car and walked a few dozen meters forward, he saw a black Bentley lying on the road, with the front of the car smashed. A man in a dark blue business suit was standing on the roadside with his head covered. You can feel the frightening coercion emanating from him from afar.
Who would it be wrong for this porcelain to touch, but such a bad-tempered person?
The driver muttered secretly. He glanced at the man from a distance and knew that the accidental car was going to be the unlucky one today.
"...The meeting has been postponed until the afternoon. Something happened here. I'll go there later!" Gu Jinyuan suppressed his temper and said, his temples throbbing with pain, his hands were a little sticky and bleeding a lot.
The two people next to him who kept shouting stopped at some point. After Gu Jinyuan made the call, he put his cell phone in his trouser pocket, turned back and walked to his tattered car, and raised his hands to unbutton his suit one by one.
"How did you just say you wanted to compensate me?"
Gu Jinyuan asked quietly. He threw the high-end customized suit jacket aside casually, unbuttoned two shirt buttons, and slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms.
This posture seemed a bit like they were about to beat someone up. The two people swallowed nervously. One of them remembered that he was a woman and felt a little more confident. He looked at Gu Jinyuan and asked: "Why, you are still justified after hitting us?" Now? You don’t think you can do whatever you want if you have money, do you?”
When the word "rich" was mentioned, the man next to him also came to his senses. He immediately took out his fake mobile phone and pointed it at Gu Jinyuan, and kept shouting: "You dare to try it? I want all netizens to see what the ugly faces of rich people are like!”
They are veterans and have their own process for doing this kind of thing. They first force the other party to ignore the reason, and then anger the other party. They are creating public opinion and putting themselves in a weak position. In this way, they not only extort money, but also get a large group of people to help them condemn it. , so no one can control them.
If it had been in the past, Gu Jinyuan would have gone up to beat someone with his bad temper, but now he was calm and relaxed, leaning against the car, wanting to see what other tricks these two people could play.
He has tall legs and long legs, and a good-looking appearance. He does not look like someone over thirty at all. He leans on the car and exudes a lazy and noble temperament. Even if it is recorded by a low-quality mobile phone camera, there is no blind spot. Quite good looking.
The two of them said a lot of bad things again. Gu Jinyuan listened to every word without giving any reaction. After a while, a chubby man came over and looked at him carefully: "Sir, could you please call a tow truck?" Have you? It’s better to handle these matters at the transportation bureau.”
The man asked politely, standing a little far away, keeping a safe distance, as if he was afraid of being beaten by Gu Jinyuan.
Gu Jinyuan didn't know where he came from, and he didn't know where he got the confidence that he could dictate what he did. He didn't want to pay attention to it. Then he heard the man whisper: "Sir, there is a couple in my car. Her husband is sick and needs to go to the hospital for treatment quickly. The hospital is right in front of us. We can just turn around and get there, but sir, you are stuck here and we can't get through."
After all, human life was at stake, so the driver still had the courage to say a few more words.
After hearing this, Gu Jinyuan turned his head and glanced back. He was taller and could naturally see further than the driver. With his excellent eyesight, he saw a white figure standing next to a car behind him, anxiously watching what was happening here. .
Inexplicably, he felt that the figure was familiar.
With a slight thought in his mind, Gu Jinyuan turned his head to look at the driver and ordered as a matter of course: "Call a tow truck."
