Gao Leng Xueba lures Xiao Nuanmeng

Chapter 111 I just want to grasp the present

Hu Qiaoguang got out of the car and ran all the way to the emergency room.Just now when he received a message from Zhen Ping during class, he rushed over immediately.Others may not know Cheng Moqiong's situation, but he knows that being injured and bleeding is a very serious matter for her.

"Little Chengzi, how is she doing now?" Hu Qiaoguang ran over anxiously and asked nervously when he saw the three of them.

"I haven't come out yet. I passed out on the way." Liu Shu who was sitting on the chair replied blankly, but the slight ups and downs in her usual flat tone still betrayed her inner worries at this moment.

Zhen Ping sent a message to Hu Qiaoguang when the ambulance was on the way back to the hospital. She didn't expect him to come so soon.It seems that Orange has a very important position in his mind.

Hu Qiaoguang knew that Cheng Moqiong had always been careful and had always avoided getting himself hurt.How could it be so careless?Hu Qiaoguang felt a little unusual, "How could she be so careless?"

Zhen Ping shook her head, "We don't know either. When I heard her scream, I saw her holding my hand."

"But don't you think it's strange, why is the electric stove placed at the side? The teacher has emphasized so many times that the electric stove should be placed at the bottom. With Chengzi's obedient temperament, how could something go wrong?" Lin Yaoyao recalled just now Seeing the picture, he frowned and said.

"Maybe her team members didn't pay attention?"

Lin Yaoyao gave her a look of "isn't it?" but she didn't expect that since Zhen Ping changed her view of He Xin, everything about her would be too objectified.

"He Xin definitely didn't do it on purpose, after all, she and Cheng Zi have such a good relationship." Zhen Ping understood Lin Yaoyao's eyes, and calmly defended He Xin.

Hu Qiaoguang is not in the mood to care about whose fault it is. What he cares about is Xiao Chengzi's current situation, "Is she seriously injured? Why did she faint?"

"She must have fainted from the pain, right?" Zhen Ping was always very nervous, so she didn't think too much about it.Recalling the bloody arm she saw when the school doctor bandaged her wound before the ambulance arrived, she couldn't help shivering.

"She's bleeding a lot, and it seems... she can't stop." Lin Yaoyao paid more attention to medical matters than Zhen Ping.

Before, they all knew that Cheng Zhuoqiong would bleed exaggeratedly if his skin was slightly scratched.But this time, it was obviously beyond their cognition.

"What?" Hu Qiaoguang said nervously, as if talking to himself, "She can't be injured, once injured, she will easily lose too much blood..."

Seeing his anxious expression, Lin Yaoyao asked anxiously: "Pretty handsome senior, do you know something?"

Her deep voice trembled a little, "She has pseudohemophilia, and she just started getting sick."

"No wonder her hands were bleeding just now." Zhen Ping covered her mouth in disbelief, "Then she lost too much blood and fainted?"

The warning lights outside the emergency room went out and the door opened from the inside.

Hu Qiaoguang rushed up, held the doctor's arm with both hands and asked, "Doctor, how is she?"

The eyes on the doctor's mask glanced at his arm, frowned slightly, and replied indifferently: "It's okay for now, but the patient hasn't woken up yet."

Hu Qiaoguang let go of his hand in embarrassment, "Can I go in and see her now?"

The doctor nodded, "Yes. After she wakes up, be careful not to put pressure on her left hand, so as not to pull the wound and cause bleeding again. Once bleeding occurs, let us know immediately."

"Okay, thank you, doctor."

The four followed the nurse and watched as they transferred Cheng Moqiong to the ward.

The room is white, the sheets are white, and the face of the person lying on the hospital bed is also white.Painful white.

After a long while, the long eyelashes of the person lying on the bed trembled slightly, and the eyelids that people stared at finally slowly opened.

Hu Qiaoguang happily grabbed her right hand, "Little Chengzi, you finally woke up!"

Cheng Moqiong opened his dazed eyes, glanced at the people standing in the room, and said in a hoarse voice, "En."

Feeling a tingling pain in his hand, Cheng Moqiong raised his left hand slightly.

Hu Qiaoguang hurriedly reached out to hold her hand down, "Don't move your hands, be good."

Cheng Haoqiong pouted, and said pitifully, "My hand hurts."

"The doctor said that you can't use your hands for a while. Otherwise, the wound that finally stopped the bleeding will ooze blood again."

Cheng Haoqiong obediently put her hands on the quilt, and asked expectantly, "Is tomorrow going to be better?"

Seeing how silly and innocent she looked, Zhen Ping couldn't help complaining, "Do you think it's a nosebleed?"

"Then will you work harder tomorrow?"

"No."

"Tomorrow night is the final, can I play the violin?"

This time, the four of them replied in unison: "No."

Can't play the violin?Cheng Moqiong pursed her lips, and said aggrievedly: "I must go! I want to participate in the selection of Shanghai Royal Conservatory of Music."

Hu Qiaoguang frowned slightly, and said softly, "Are you sure you can still play the violin in your current state?"

"I..." Cheng Moqiong said stubbornly, "I want to try."

"You can't leave the hospital yet, you have to stay in the hospital for observation."

"But I must be out by tomorrow afternoon."

"let's talk tomorrow."

"That's right, Cheng Zi, if you take a rest, maybe you'll be fine tomorrow."

In the evening, Hu Qiaoguang asked the three of them to go back to rest, and he stayed in the hospital to take care of Cheng Moqiong.

On the way back, Zhen Ping praised in admiration: "Do you think Chengzi is so strong? This morning, seeing her hands hurt, but her eyes are just red."

"Why didn't she notify her family to come and take care of her?" Lin Yaoyao asked suspiciously.

"I don't know." Zhen Ping shook her head, then turned to look at Liu Shu, "Liu Shu, you often go to her house, have you met her family?"

"No." Liu Shu looked out of the window and replied flatly.

"Don't worry about it. Anyway, it's good to have a handsome senior to take care of her. If Xiao Chengzi doesn't want to talk about it, let's not ask so many questions."

The next day, Zhen Ping and the other three asked for leave in turn to take care of Cheng Moqiong.After lunch at noon, Zhen Ping was the only one with her.

"I'm leaving the hospital!"

"No way! The doctor said you have to observe for two more days!"

"Don't stop me, I'm going back to school to participate in the competition now!"

"It's just a game, what are you obsessed with?"

"I just want to participate in the selection."

When Hu Qiaoguang came back after throwing out the trash, he saw Cheng Moqiong's angry face, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

The savior is here!Seeing Hu Qiaoguang walking in, Cheng Moqiong had an unbearable expectation in his eyes, "Beautiful senior, can you take me back to participate in the competition?"

Hu Qiaoguang looked away, not looking into her eyes, "The doctor said you can't be discharged now."

Cheng Moqiong shook Hu Qiaoguang's arm with his right hand, "Please let me go back, okay? I don't want to miss this opportunity."

"If you miss this time, there will be a next time. There will be more opportunities in the future."

"The future is so far away, I just want to grasp the present. Can you take me back?"

"You can't play the violin when you go back, what are you doing when you go back?"

"I can sing!"

Hu Qiaoguang really couldn't bear her pitiful appearance, so he nodded, "Well, okay. But you must promise me that you can't move your hands."

"Ah."

Cheng Zhuqiong put on her coat and covered her hands, which were wrapped in layers of gauze.As soon as she got back to school, she immediately ran back to the dormitory.

Open the door and enter the dormitory, and take out the violin bag from the luggage rack under the bed.Quickly unzipping the zipper, enduring the pain in his left hand, took out the violin and put it on his neck.

Every beat of the fingers twitched her wounds fiercely.Every note that is out of tune is telling her cruelly that she really can't play the violin now.

"Chengzi, didn't I say that you can't use your hands? Put it down quickly." Zhen Ping returned to the dormitory and saw Cheng Moqiong practicing the violin desperately, and quickly snatched the violin from her hand.

Lin Yaoyao saw that the white gauze leaked a little dazzling bright red again. "Cheng Zi, your wound has opened again?"

Only then did Zhen Ping notice that the gauze on Cheng Zi's hand had been dyed red, and she was filled with regret.If she had known that she would not have gone to the small shop to buy snacks for her just now, she had intentionally distracted herself.

Cheng Moqiong, who kept her head down all the time, tears dripped down her cheeks onto the floor, splashing everywhere into painful tears.

Zhen Ping lowered her head and found that the person in front of her was crying silently because of grievance. "Chengzi, it's just that you can't perform. Why are you crying?"

When she was burnt yesterday, she only had red eye circles, and she forced the tears back.Why are you crying so much now?

"If I can't play the violin, will I still have a chance to be selected for the Shanghai Royal Conservatory of Music?" Cheng Moqiong's voice had a strong nasal tone, full of disappointment.

Lin Yaoyao gently wiped her tears with a tissue, "Didn't you say try singing?"

Cheng Moqiong became more and more sad as she spoke, her voice choked intermittently: "Singing? I have no practice, no accompaniment, and more importantly, I haven't been allowed to change the show..."

Zhen Ping scratched her head in annoyance, if only the handsome senior was here.They can't handle her.

I heard from Cheng Moqiong that their student union is busy preparing for the campus talent competition, Lin Yaoyao suggested: "Your student union will hold this event. Based on your friendship with the deputy secretary, will he not agree to you?"

Lin Yaoyao's words gave Cheng Moqiong a little bit of new hope. "Well, I'll try it."

Cheng Zhuoqiong put on his coat and hurried to the gymnasium.Zhen Ping locked the doors and windows, followed quickly, and sent a message to Hu Qiaoguang while running.

Tonight's final is in the stadium.In the afternoon, members of the student union need to arrange and organize rehearsals for actors in advance.

Cheng Zhuoqiong trotted all the way to the gymnasium.Lin Yaoyao, who was behind her, told her out of breath, "Chengzi, don't run so fast, be careful of the wound opening!"

Cheng Haoqiong searched the front and backstage several times, finally found Wan Jun, and ran over excitedly.

"Senior, can I change my acting project to singing?"

"Xiao Qiong." Wan Jun always likes to speak with a lukewarm smile, which makes people dare not get close or alienate, "Why do you want to change the program?"

"My hand is hurt and I can't play... the violin." After speaking, Cheng Moqiong's voice choked up.

Wan Jun frowned slightly, but the smile on his face remained unchanged, "Well... about this, I want to ask the instructor, just wait a moment."

"Senior, I'll go with you, okay?"

Wan Jun nodded and took her to find the teacher.After seeing the teacher, Cheng Moqiong briefly explained the cause of her injury and her current condition.

"You have to know that there are many people who perform and sing. If you can't play the violin, there is no need for your show to exist."

Hearing the teacher's words, Cheng Moqiong's heart fell to the bottom instantly, but she still begged cheekily: "But, this opportunity is very important to me. Teacher, can you..."

"No." The instructor refused without hesitation.

Wan Jun felt a little sympathetic to what happened to Cheng Moqiong, and she usually gave him a good impression.So, it was very rare to intercede for her: "Teacher, the number of programs has been stipulated. Can you give her a chance."

Although he was not very familiar with Cheng Zhuqiong, since Wan Jun spoke up, the teacher still gave him some face. "Sing a few lines to me first."

As soon as Cheng Moqiong sang a few words a cappella, a look of surprise flashed across the teacher's face.Wan Jun also looked at Cheng Moqiong in disbelief, never expecting her to have such a voice.

"If you can find someone to sing this song with you before six o'clock, I'll let you on."

(End of this chapter)