Dear Mr. Shi

Chapter 567: 567、Hey

When taking the car from the outskirts of the city, she suddenly retched in the car, chills in her back.

But Song Qinghuan didn't think too much at the time, and only considered that she was motion sickness. Who made her feel a bit motion sickness?

After returning to the city, she did not immediately return to the hotel to rest, but went to the famous snack street in Q City, preparing to eat some special snacks here.

As a result, as soon as I entered the alley, I smelled the greasy smell inside, which was disgusting.

She realized that she couldn't control it, and immediately ran out again, found a remote place and vomited up until the green water was vomited out, which stopped.

Next, she felt that she didn't have any strength all over, and she yelled so that her stomach hurts and her stomach ached. I can't eat anymore, I still want to continue vomiting after smelling the smell.

Song Qinghuan had to return to the main road again, preparing to take a taxi back to the hotel.

The wind whizzed past, and there was a burst of oily smell. Song Qinghuan felt something in his stomach rush to his throat again, followed by another vomit, but he couldn't vomit anything.

After she vomited up again, her body was even more collapsed. She couldn't stand up, so she could only squat on the side of the road.

At this moment, a black car came slowly to this side. The driver who drove saw Song Qinghuan squatting on the side of the road, and he was taken aback.

Obviously, he knew Song Qinghuan.

Immediately, facing the man sitting in the back seat, he congratulated and said: "Young Master Li, it seems like Mrs. Shi."

"Huh?" When the man's cold voice sounded, the man put the papers on his leg away, and his right leg was superimposed on his left leg. His movements were smooth, elegant and noble.

He also saw Song Qinghuan, who was squatting on the side of the road, slightly surprised.

When I met her in New York, why did I meet her again in Q City? Was it her again? When to keep out the cold?

This man is Li Chengyu, and the driver is Li Chengyu's powerful help to A-Dai. A-Dai and Li Chengyu have been to City A. Naturally, he knew Song Qinghuan.

Regarding Li Chengyu's character, he didn't want to pay attention to Song Qinghuan.

But it was also obvious that she had something wrong with her face. If she did something to help her, it seemed to be good to make Shi Yuhan owe her personal affection.

Raising his hand, he motioned to Dumb to stop.

Squatting on the ground, Song Qinghuan felt a car parked in front. She raised her eyes subconsciously. The car door just opened at this moment, and she saw a slender leg step forward.

A man who is like a yushu stood in front of her. Today he wore an ink-colored suit with a light blue shirt and a striped tie. His aloof and handsome face was inlaid with a pair of slender and sharp points. With her ink eyes and her thin lips pressed lightly, the whole person is like a perfect sculpture, exuding elegance and nobleness from the inside out.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and when they suddenly touched his eyes, Song Qinghuan shuddered subconsciously.

Li Chengyu? !

Song Qinghuan's dark eyes widened. She didn't know how the world was so small. After meeting in New York, they met again in Q City.

"Heh, it's a coincidence..." She smiled wryly and tried to stand up and say hello.

Li Chengyu's gloomy icy eyes faintly patrolled the onlookers beside him, his thin lips twitched, "Where to keep out the cold?"

Song Qinghuan was thinking about speaking, but when she stood up, there was another round of tumbling in her stomach, and the wind smelt oily, and Song Qinghuan started to retching again.

"Send me to the hospital," she felt angrily when she was about to sit on the ground.

Li Chengyu also noticed that there was something wrong with her, so he ordered the driver, Dumb, to help Song Qinghuan in the car and drove to the nearest hospital.

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