Chapter 43 What do you remember?

Style: Romance Author: Sunny in early JulyWords: 1054Update Time: 24/01/18 12:18:27
This scene made Wen Jing shocked. She looked at them doubtlessly. This...Yu Wei seemed to be very dependent on him. It was obvious that they should know each other. In fact, the relationship is likely to be extraordinary. When has there ever been such a person beside Ke Yuwei, and she didn't even know about it?

With Qiao Yuwei actively clinging to her like this, and being looked at so defensively by Wen Jing, Huo Siyao felt a little unnatural, his throat moved slightly, and he coughed lightly, "Where is your car? I'll carry her there."

Wen Jing came back to her senses and pointed not far away.

After a lot of struggling, she finally got the drunkard into the car, but when it came to the end, she hugged Huo Siyao's neck tightly and wouldn't let go.

Wen Jing felt embarrassed and looked away silently.

Huo Siyao tried his best and finally opened the hands around his neck. Just as he was about to stand up, she hugged his waist tightly and said, "Don't go."

Wen Jing simply didn't even look at it.

This time, he just patted her back gently and comforted her, "Be obedient and let go."

Unexpectedly, she actually let go of her hands obediently and sat blankly in the back seat of the car, looking at him with a pair of big wet eyes.

Huo Siyao was moved. He looked at her deeply, touched her head gently, then stood up and closed the car door.

This scene made Wen Jing go offline. After she came to her senses, she said to him, "Thank you, sir." After saying that, she saw Qiao Yuwei sitting in the car staring at Huo Siyao, and she secretly thought in her heart He scolded her for being silly, but said, "I'm sorry, Weiwei is not usually like this."

"I know." Huo Siyao nodded slightly.

ah? Wen Jing was stunned for a moment. It was obvious that they were very familiar with each other, "May I ask, who are you and our Yu Wei..."

"friend."

"Oh, friend." It was clear between the two... Wen Jing was obviously a little disbelieving.

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Qiao Yuwei opened her eyes, her throat was dry and astringent, and her head ached.

It was already bright outside the window, and a few steps away, Wen Jing was sitting quietly at a small desk writing a report.

"You're finally awake." Wen Jing noticed that she was awake and walked over, "Do you feel better?" When I brought her back last night, it was already eleven o'clock. She had a high fever again in the middle of the night. After taking antipyretics, , she had been in a daze and couldn't sleep, and kept talking nonsense. She didn't fall asleep again until it was slightly light.

"No," Qiao Yuwei shook her head, her voice a little hoarse: "My head hurts!"

"You deserve it!" Wen Jing said angrily, and used an ear thermometer to measure her temperature. It was 36.5 degrees, which was normal. She also breathed a sigh of relief, but did not forget to criticize her, "It's such a cold day that I went to the river to enjoy the breeze. I don't drink enough." And if you keep drinking, if you don’t have a headache, who will?”

"Okay, okay, I deserve it, okay!" Qiao Yuwei said coquettishly.

"Poor talk!" Wen Jing couldn't help laughing.

"I didn't make your house dirty last night, did I?" Qiao Yuwei looked around, the windows were clear and the floor was clean, "I remember I seemed to have vomited..."

"You only remember vomiting?" Wen Jing approached her and blinked, "What else do you remember?"

"I'm just drinking and waiting for you." Yu Wei said. Her head still hurt slightly. She rubbed her temples and complained softly: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, but you didn't come."

Wen Jing said helplessly and apologetically: "When I was about to get off work, a patient was transferred from the emergency room and a temporary surgery was arranged. I couldn't get away." She said in a voice and handed her a glass of warm water, "Hey, Weiwei, I ran over to you as soon as I got off the operating table."

She was so thirsty that in the blink of an eye, Yu Wei drank a glass of water.

Wen Jing took the cup and looked at her carefully. She was drunk and had a fever last night. Her face was slightly pale, her hair was slightly messy, and she was quite haggard. "You will not forget all the bad things you have done." Bar!"