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Chapter 535 U-turn
Cen Qinghe made an appointment with Shang Shaocheng, and he will not meet during the day on the [-]th, so she will go directly to him at night.Shang Shaocheng jokingly said: "Before the bride gets married, I haven't met yet."

Cen Qinghe said: "That's you as the bride, after all, I'm the one looking for you."

She doesn't suffer from her words. Shang Shaocheng said that she was pretending to be mysterious. In fact, she had other things to do. Apart from normal work, she had to go to the cake shop today. She made an appointment with the pastry chef there. to make cakes.

On Shang Shaocheng's birthday, she didn't plan to give him any expensive gifts. Anyway, when his parents' Porsche 918 came out, she was even more glad that she didn't take the material route.He doesn't lack for anything, she has to prepare something for him.

As soon as he got off work in the evening, Cen Qinghe took a taxi and went straight to the cake shop. A client called and wanted to see the house. Cen Qinghe could only apologize and declined, saying that his boyfriend could not leave for his birthday.

When she came to the cake shop, the pastry chef who had made an appointment before greeted her. Cen Qinghe changed her clothes and entered the operation room with the chef.

Usually watching professional chefs make cakes is very easy, but when it is my turn, it is really not that difficult.Cen Qinghe failed to shake his hands several times, and angrily scolded himself for the late stage of Parkinson's.

When she was concentrating on creaming the cake, the phone rang in her pocket, she opened the overalls and took out the phone, the screen displayed familiar words, she slid the switch button, the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously, "Hi. "

Shang Shaocheng asked: "What?"

Cen Qinghe looked at the rough cake in front of him, and deliberately replied, "I won't tell you."

Shang Shaocheng said: "I don't know how to make a phone call if I don't meet. It's my birthday soon."

Cen Qinghe said: "It's not here yet."

"It's less than five hours," he said.

"Let's talk later."

She was in a hurry to make a cake, so she was quite perfunctory to him, Shang Shaocheng said in a dissatisfied tone: "Can you give a little more warmth to a person whose birthday is about to be celebrated?"

Hearing his coquettish tone, Cen Qinghe was a bit coquettish and begging for favor. She suppressed a smile and asked, "What are you doing?"

Shang Shaocheng lazily replied: "It's lying on the bed."

Cen Qinghe said, "Why are you lying down so early?"

He calmly replied with a bit of anger: "Replenish your energy."

Cen Qinghe thought of the scene of sleeping in the country the night before, with the baker beside her. She lowered her eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "Keep it up, I'm dead."

Shang Shaocheng took a quick step and said, "Hey, where are you?"

Cen Qinghe said, "Outside."

"With whom?"

"Follow a handsome guy." The voice fell, and the female master next to her smiled at her, and she could already hear that she was talking on the phone with her boyfriend.

Shang Shaocheng heard the words, and said in a resentful tone on purpose: "Okay, you have no conscience, I'm going to have a birthday soon, you don't come to accompany me, and accompany others outside."

Both of them knew that the other was joking, and Cen Qinghe took advantage of the situation and said: "Don't delay me chatting with the handsome guy, I'll hang up."

Shang Shaocheng said: "Go, come early at night, I will wait for you on the bed."

The female master next to her suddenly smiled, and Cen Qinghe was embarrassed, and said angrily, "Go away."

After finishing speaking, she hung up.

"You're funny talking to your boyfriend." The female master next to her was about the same age as Cen Qinghe, and the two had been chatting before.

Cen Qinghe replied with a smile: "Really, we are all used to it, and we don't feel it."

The female chef said: "You make him a cake yourself, he must be very happy when he sees it."

Cen Qinghe said: "That's right, he hasn't seen any 'world'."

To make a cake normally, from baking to mounting, it takes an hour at the fastest for a mature cake master. Cen Qinghe is a complete beginner, and he is careful all the way. Some fail and have to start all over again. After an hour, I managed to make a decent cake.

The box of the cake was packed by herself, and the ribbon on it was also tied by herself. The female chef asked, "Do you want to write a card?"

Cen Qinghe subconsciously said: "No need." Anyway, she will go to Shang Shaocheng later, so she can just say something in person if she has anything to say.

But after thinking about it, she regretted it again, "Give me one."

The female master handed over a beautiful pink-blue card and a signature pen, and Cen Qinghe bent down and wrote on it: Chengcheng, this is my first birthday with you, and I will spend it with you every year from now on, are you really happy? So happy, after all you have me.

After finishing writing, a smiley face with tongue sticking out was added in the lower right corner.

Putting the card under the ribbon, everything was ready, Cen Qinghe changed his work clothes to thank the clerk, and then went out with the cake.

It's already 09:30 in the evening. She came here after get off work. She didn't even drink her saliva. Now she was so hungry that she was groaning. She planned to go to Shangshao City earlier. Looking at it now, she should go there right away. You can also have a meal.

Standing on the side of the road and stopping a taxi, Cen Qinghe said after getting on the taxi, "The Pan Gu family."

The car drove forward, halfway, her cell phone rang, and she took it out of her bag and saw that it was a string of phone numbers with no names saved.This group of numbers, Cen Qinghe knew who it was at a glance. After all, she broadcast it tens of thousands of times in the past four years.

It's Xiao Rui.

It's been a long time since she saw this string of numbers, so long that she was about to forget that she would still receive calls from him.

It's impossible to say that it wasn't an accident, but Cen Qinghe thought of the accidental encounter on the street that day, and now that Xiao Rui also came to Night City, she also said that she was free for a party, so after a few seconds of stunned, she still slid the connect button, He took the initiative to say: "Xiao Rui."

Her tone was as normal as possible, as if she was a friend.

But the voice from the phone was not Xiao Rui's, but a woman's voice, asking: "Hello, are you a friend of the owner?"

Cen Qinghe was surprised again, and replied with a blank face: "Ah, yes, who are you?"

"I am the person rescued by the owner on the street today. Someone wanted to grab me into the car. I called for help. The owner of the aircraft passed by me. He saved me, but I was injured. I am currently in the operating room. I heard He has been talking about Qinghe, so he took his mobile phone and found your number, is it convenient for you to come over now?"

The woman spoke quickly, and her eagerness was self-evident. Cen Qinghe's heart sank, and he hurriedly asked, "Which hospital are you in?"

"Qiannan Road, Central Hospital."

"Okay, I'll go over right away. How is Xiao Rui? Where is he hurt?"

"He suffered a head injury. When the ambulance came, he was confused. I didn't see the contact number of his family. Can you contact his parents?"

Cen Qinghe said anxiously: "His family is not in Yecheng, I will take a taxi there now, and you will pick me up at the gate of the building when we arrive later."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

After hanging up the phone, Cen Qinghe turned his head to the driver and said, "Master, please go to Qiannan Road Central Hospital, hurry up."

The driver also heard a bit of the content, and hurriedly turned around on the turntable road ahead, going straight to the direction of the Pangu Family, and turning around was to the direction of the Central Hospital.

Cen Qinghe's heart was about to be pulled. He couldn't see Xiao Rui's person, and he didn't know what was going on with him, how serious it was, and whether it would hurt his life.

The driver drove for 10 minutes, and the car stopped at the gate of the hospital. Cen Qinghe gave it to Zhang Baibai and said that he didn't need to look for it. He carried the cake box in one hand, and the bag and gift bag for the scarf in the other, and walked quickly inside. run.

On the way, she freed up one hand to make a call, and the other party answered it quickly. Cen Qinghe ran and said, "I'm here, I'm coming in, where are you?"

The woman said: "I'm at the gate, I saw you, are you carrying a cake box?"

Cen Qinghe responded and raised his eyes to look forward. Six or seven meters away, a young woman came down the steps quickly, with short hair and a busy look. Because of the backlight, the facial features on her face could not be seen clearly for a while.

The woman ran up to Cen Qinghe and said aloud, "Come up quickly, the doctor wants the family members to sign the consent form for the operation."

Cen Qinghe had no time to look at the woman in front of him carefully, and followed her quickly into the hospital.

Taking the elevator upstairs, the elevator door opened, and the two ran together again, through the long corridor, to the door of the operating room. The nurse stood aside with a file folder, and the woman said to the nurse wheezingly: " Family, family is here."

The nurse glanced at Cen Qinghe and said, "Are you a family member of the patient?"

Cen Qinghe's chest rose and fell violently, he nodded frequently, swallowed his saliva slowly, and said in response: "I am."

"Who are you as a patient?"

"I am his friend."

"We now ask the patient's family to sign the consent form for the operation. The patient suffered a brain injury. He has just had an examination, needs stitches, and has signs of concussion. You'd better contact his family and ask his family to sign."

Cen Qinghe's face was pale, and he replied without blinking: "His family is not from Yecheng, and I am the only friend here, and I am the only one who can sign."

The nurse showed hesitation, because signing this thing is responsible, and the short-haired woman said anxiously: "When he was still conscious, he kept calling her name, she must be very important to him, you just let her Sign it, don't delay the operation."

The nurse heard this, looked at Cen Qinghe and said, "Can you take responsibility for him?"

Cen Qinghe nodded without hesitation, "I can."

The nurse handed over the file folder. On it was a thin piece of paper with the patient's name on the front and the family members' names on the back.

Cen Qinghe instinctively raised her hand to pick up a pen, but her hand was very heavy. She realized it later and was holding something with both hands.

The incident happened so suddenly that she was a little dazed, and the woman with short hair said, "I'll get it for you."

She took the things in her hand for Cen Qinghe, and Cen Qinghe picked up the pen and wrote Xiao Rui, Cen Qinghe.

The nurse took the folder and asked the two of them to wait while she turned around and went into the operating room.Looking at her back, Cen Qinghe suddenly panicked, so he called out, "Nurse."

The nurse turned her head, Cen Qinghe's face was pale, and his eyes were red: "Is his life in danger?"

The nurse replied: "It's hard to say. We will try our best to treat the patients. Don't worry, just go and sit next to him."

The nurse stepped into the operating room, and only Cen Qinghe and the strange short-haired woman were left at the door. Seeing Cen Qinghe's face full of tears, the short-haired woman said in a low voice, "I'm sorry..."

(End of this chapter)