After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

After lunch, Zheng Yanqing, accompanied by Su Xiaojun and Song Zi, went to the hospital. He spent the afternoon away from the company doing reconstruction work.

He trains for five 10 minutes and rests for 15 minutes.

Su Xiaojun had prepared towels and warm water to wipe away sweat, and handed them to Zheng Yanqing during the break.

Songzi sat aside and watched the two people getting along in an awkward and harmonious way.

After the reconstruction was completed, I stood in front of Zheng Yanqing and gently tapped his pull-down ligament. There was only a muscle reaction in my calf, but Zheng Yanqing still didn't feel anything at all.

He looked grave, but when he looked at Zheng Yanqing, he still managed to put on a smile.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zheng. After a hundred days of strain, your leg bones and muscles have fully grown. This is also a good thing."

Zheng Yanqing had no expression on his face. He knew that such words were just to comfort himself.

After coming out of the hospital, Zheng Yanqing and Su Xiaojun returned to the flat floor of Zhongda University, while Songzi returned to the Bailu Lake alone.

Sitting in the car, Zheng Yanqing closed her eyes, as if she was too tired and didn't want to talk.

Su Xiaojun turned to look at him. If he could speak, Zheng Yanqing could just close his eyes and just listen to his own voice.

But now, if she wants to communicate with Zheng Yanqing, Zheng Yanqing must look at her with his eyes open.

She thought for a while, but gave up and turned her gaze out the window.

She always felt that Zheng Yanqing didn't tell him something today.

His uncle would never come to the company to see him for no reason, and they were always confident in Zheng Yanqing's decisions.

But when she went to the company today, she felt that the expressions on Zheng Yanqing's and Song Zi's faces were very unnatural, but she couldn't tell what was unnatural about them.

Back home, Aunt Huang had already prepared dinner. After Zheng Yanqing had dinner, he went to the study to handle the company's official duties, while Su Xiaojun returned to his room to read.

The two didn't have much communication, and they closed the door from early evening until late at night.

Zheng Yanqing gently opened the study door and came to the door of Su Xiaojun's bedroom. The wheelchair stayed at her door for a long time.

He wanted to go in and see Su Xiaojun and see what she was doing.

Will she regret for the rest of her life because she cannot be a simultaneous interpreter?If her voice never recovers, will she always have a knot in her heart?

Zheng Yanqing didn't know and didn't dare to ask.

I don't know how long it took, but he finally controlled the wheelchair and left Su Xiaojun's door and returned to his room.

In Su Xiaojun's room, after hearing the faint sound of operating a wheelchair outside, she finally sat down against the door.

He was outside for so long without knocking on the door.

Su Xiaojun was convinced that Zheng Yanqing was hiding something in her heart.

For several days, the two of them didn't have much communication. They just ate, slept, worked, read, and did rehabilitation training as usual.

Su Xiaojun didn't talk much originally. In the past, Zheng Yanqing always took the initiative to talk to her. Now, Zheng Yanqing has fallen silent, and the whole family has become even more deserted.

Aunt Huang could only say a few words to the two of them during meals every day, and she didn't dare to disturb them at other times.

That night, Su Xiaojun saw that the wall clock had reached ten o'clock, and there was no response to the message she sent to Zheng Yanqing.

It was raining outside and the nightly news was playing on the TV.

"According to our news report, at 45:[-] today, a series of car accidents occurred on a viaduct in our city. The cause of the accident is still under investigation, and the number of casualties cannot be determined."

The cup filled with hot water that Su Xiaojun was holding suddenly fell to the ground. Aunt Huang came out of the bedroom after hearing the sound and looked at Su Xiaojun sleepily.

"Miss Su, what's going on? Oops, why did the cup break?"

As she said this, she came over with a broom to clean up, but Su Xiaojun was still there in a daze.

Aunt Huang picked up Su Xiaojun's hand and checked it left and right. After making sure that she was not injured, she turned around and started cleaning it.

Suddenly, Su Xiaojun stood up suddenly, grabbed the umbrella at the entrance and rushed out.

"Hey, Miss Su, it's raining so hard outside, where are you going?" Aunt Huang shouted in the room, but Su Xiaojun had already ran out.

Anxiously, Aunt Huang quickly took out her mobile phone and called Zheng Yanqing.

"Hey, Mr. Zheng, Miss Su ran out. It was raining so hard outside, so she only wore a short fleece jacket. How can she wear so little on such a cold day!"

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Su Xiaojun went downstairs and wanted to hail a taxi, but none of the taxis stopped in the rain.

In desperation, she ran directly towards the viaduct. At this time, the water had already covered her insteps.

The heavy rain couldn't stop at all. Although Su Xiaojun was holding an umbrella, her body, head, and face were all wet.

She ran for half an hour before she reached the viaduct.

The accident seemed to have been dealt with and the surrounding vehicles had been cleared. Su Xiaojun looked at the traffic coming and going, but could not find Zheng Yanqing.

There were two traffic policemen on the side of the road, and she quickly ran over.

When the traffic police saw a little girl running towards her, they all looked at her.

"Little girl, what's the matter with you?"

a traffic policeman asked her.

Su Xiaojun just wanted to speak, but no sound came out of her throat.

She touched her pocket. She was in such a hurry to go out just now that she forgot to bring her mobile phone.

The traffic police saw that she couldn't speak and quickly took her into the police car.

The moment she got into the car, a Cayenne roared past outside.

Zheng Yanqing was sitting in the back seat of the car, his face full of anxiety.

When he first came downstairs, he tried to call Su Xiaojun, but when he heard that the person who answered the phone was Aunt Huang, he became even more anxious.

"Drive faster."

"Yes, Mr. Zheng."

In the police car, the traffic police handed Su Xiaojun paper and pen. Su Xiaojun quickly asked them on the paper if there was anyone named Zheng Yanqing among the people injured in today's car accident.

A traffic policeman took a sip of hot water and said slowly.

"There are so many injured people, how can we know the names of everyone? All the injured, as well as those who died in the car accident, have been sent to the nearest hospital and funeral home."

Su Xiaojun nodded and made a gesture of thanks and was about to get out of the car, but as soon as he stood up, he was stopped by the traffic police.

"Hey, wait a minute, it's raining so heavily outside, how can you walk alone?"

The traffic policeman looked at her anxious and embarrassed look and said.

"Let's take you there. Go to the hospital first to see if there's anyone you're looking for."

Su Xiaojun glanced at the traffic policeman very gratefully.

Sitting in the car, the traffic policeman put his extra work clothes and coat on Su Xiaojun and gave her a glass of hot water.

Su Xiaojun held the hot water tightly and asked the traffic police.

"Are you in such a hurry to find someone very important?"

Su Xiaojun nodded, took a sip of hot water, and his body finally felt a little warmer.

The traffic policeman sighed lightly.

"Oh, the family members who came to claim the child just now are like this. They are so anxious that they can't speak clearly. They are shouting around us one by one. You said we don't want to have an accident, but we are also anxious..."

The traffic policeman kept chattering behind him, but Su Xiaojun couldn't listen to a word anymore.