Sir,Your Wife Escape Again

The old man's leg has been cut a very deep hole, and is bleeding continuously.

He Wei immediately took off his sweater and coat, tied the old man's leg with his sleeve, for fear that he would hurt the main artery and bleed to death.

"Just a moment, I'll stop the car, I'll stop the car!" He Wei kept panting, obviously scared.

She studied medicine. Although she gave up halfway, she still knew how to do first aid. She told the old man not to move on the spot, waiting for her rescue.

Soon, there was a rickshaw passing by, with a gentleman in his forties on board.

He Wei quickly stopped the car and asked if he could send the old man to the hospital.

The old man was lying on the ground, covered with blood, and dyed He Wei's Beige sweater thoroughly. He looked very frightening.

The man in the car got off and gave the driver money: "you can take the injured to the nearest hospital. I'll wait for the next car. Here's another ten. Don't worry about the car. "

He Wei was very grateful: "thank you, sir. Your good people will be rewarded."

The gentleman gave her a wry smile and told her to stop dawdling.

The coachman took the old man to the car. He Wei followed him and held the handle of the car. She ran as fast as the coachman could, and did not dare to stop.

At the door of the hospital, she knelt on the ground as exhausted as she could.

The nurses carried the old man in, and He Wei followed him step by step.

She was sweating all over her face, and her hair was soaked through. She ran too fast. When she got to the door of the emergency room, she collapsed to the ground and lost consciousness for a short time.

"Give her oxygen." Someone nearby said.

He Wei thinks this voice is very familiar.

After five minutes of oxygen inhalation, the nurse gave her the document and asked if the old man was his relative.

"He has no family. He's my neighbor, a lonely old man." He Wei said, "take my name as a family member, write him... Any name."

The nurse didn't ask for that, because the old man was like a tramp.

She wrote a random "Johnson" and asked He Wei to pay.

He Wei didn't bring any money with him. The fare to send the old man to the hospital was given by the middle-aged man who was stopped by her.

"Can I go back and get the money? He was in a car accident. I was in such a hurry to get down from upstairs that I didn't take anything He Weidao.

The nurse was not happy. She was afraid that she would run away. The old tramp wanted to waste his medical resources.

"On my account." Behind him, a young voice said.

He Wei saw the white figure came in. He took off his mask and revealed George Swick's young and handsome face.

At that time, she was running with the coachman. She didn't know the nearest hospital, which was jointly run by the church and the Luo family. She didn't know that George was working here now.

The last fight was more than 20 days ago. George's nose was injured by her, and he was all right. There was no scar left.

"No more." He Wei said, "I'll go back and get it."

George said, "it's so late. Why don't you go back and get it tomorrow morning? I'll guarantee it. The patient is staying here tonight. Would you like to stay with him? "

He Wei bit his teeth.

The nurse said with a smile, "does Dr. Swick know her?"

There was a heavy sadness on George's face.

"Well, I don't need you to pay. I'll get it tomorrow morning. Can I go and see him? " He Weidao.

George is the doctor on duty in today's emergency department. He took He Wei to the old man's ward and asked her, "how do you know such a tramp? Are you still safe? "

He Wei said: "he is not a tramp, he is a poet!"

The old man had long hair, a long beard and a slovenness, which made people suspect that he had lice. His clothes were old and shabby. After being hit by the car, they were rubbed in several places and covered with ashes.

Now look at him, he is a real tramp.

"Weiwei, I..." George's voice lowered, "I have no malice."

He Wei ignored him.

She went into the ward.

The old man shed a lot of blood and was very weak at the moment. Seeing he Wei, he gave a smile: "thank you. Did you faint just now?"

"I'm running too fast. I'm going to exercise a lot in the future." He Weidao.

She looked at George again and said, "there's no need to trouble the doctor here. Go ahead."

George hesitated and left.

The back of the old man's hand was also a little skinned and scabby.

He reached out to He Wei, and He Wei took his hand.

"I almost thought that the car was going to kill me. Do you know what is the most ironic? " Asked the old man.

He Wei shook his head: "what is it?"

"That car is the factory I invested in. It's my own thing." Said the old man.He Wei said, "why didn't you do it later?"

"It's better to write poetry than to be boring." The old man said, "poetry is the most beautiful thing in the world. It's worth fighting for all your life."

He Wei doesn't know much about cars, doesn't know the brand of the vehicle causing the accident, and naturally doesn't know who its founder is.

However, there are ups and downs in one's life. He Wei thinks it's OK to go bankrupt. At least he has a house to live in, drinks and the pursuit of writing poetry.

"I also think poetry is very beautiful, like flowers, can embellish the vulgar world." He Weidao.

At this time, it's more than one o'clock in the morning.

The old man lost too much blood and was so tired that he couldn't help falling asleep, but he Wei didn't feel sleepy.

Sitting in front of the hospital bed, she only had the shadow of the car in her heart - her life was so fragile but so strong.

She is too short-sighted to indulge in her love torment.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the ward twice.

He Wei looked back and saw George standing at the door with a cup of hot chocolate in his hand.

"Add some energy. You're too tired." George said, "I'll ask the nurse to bring you a cot later."

He Wei didn't answer.

George insisted on giving it to her.

"No, I don't want hot cocoa." He Wei said, "please don't disturb the patient's rest."

"I need to check his wound. I can't disturb the doctor's visit." George said, "can we have a talk?"

He Wei said, "what are you talking about?"

"Come out and say it." George said.

He Wei said: "I have nothing to talk about with you?"

"Then I'll say it here?" George said.

He Wei is afraid to wake up the old man, only to say: "then go out to talk."

She and George walked out of the hospital and sat down in the pavilion beside the flower bed at the gate.

George handed her hot cocoa, which he knew she liked when she was tired.

He Wei couldn't get rid of it, so he had to catch it.

Huo Yue was very busy until late, when He Wei ran out of the House late at night, because the old man next to her went to the hospital.

So late, Huo Yue was not at ease, so he came to the hospital in person.

As soon as I entered the gate, I saw two people in the flower bed Pavilion.

He stopped.