Zhao Siqing had a dream on and off the whole night. When she woke up, her head was still a little dizzy.
That dream had an inexplicable restraint and pressure that made it almost impossible for her to breathe.
She turned her head to look out of the window. The Sky had just turned bright.
The wound on her arm was still in severe pain. Zhao Siqing did not feel sleepy anymore. She hugged the pillow and leaned against the headboard in a daze.
It was that villa again, and it was that man again.
How many times had she had a dream related to him?
But who was he?
Why couldn't she see his face no matter how hard she tried.
Zhao Siqing touched her ear, feeling that there was still some residual warmth of his.
That feeling, it really felt like it had happened before.
Zhao Siqing wanted to send a wechat message to na Lan, but she found that she had lost her phone and hadn't bought it yet.
She got up and went to the living room to look, but Huo Jingchen was still not awake.
It was autumn now, and the living room was next to the balcony, so it was indeed a little cold. Zhao Siqing recharged the hot water bag and gently put it in his arms.
Huo Jingchen frowned, but he didn't wake up.
Zhao Siqing breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his face in a daze.
His skin was cold and white, and his long eyelashes were slightly drooping. He was so pure and harmless that he looked like a baby.
Unfortunately, his face was painted with a lot of color, which ruined the beauty of his face.
Zhao Siqing reached out and gently touched the wound on the corner of his mouth. It had been scabbed for one night, and he should recover soon.
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After making some breakfast, Huo Jingchen was still not awake.
After Zhao Siqing changed her clothes, she planned to buy a mobile phone to refill the card.
By the time she was done, it was already 10 am.
Standing in front of the business hall, Zhao Siqing hesitated for a while, but she still dialed Lu Qian's number.
No matter what, she could not shirk the responsibility of him being injured like that. It was reasonable for her to go over and take a look.
"Qingqing. " Lu Qian's gentle voice came from the phone.
"How's your injury? I want to go over and take a look at you. "
"It's nothing serious, " Lu Qian said gently and then gave her the address.
Zhao Siqing bought some things and rushed to the hospital, but was stopped outside the door by his assistant.
Lu Qian's assistant was a woman in her twenties. She had short hair and wore a pair of black-framed eyes. Her round face was a little chubby.
"I'm sorry, I want to see Lu Qian, " Zhao Siqing said gently.
"You still have the face to see him? Do you know how serious his injuries are? One of his legs is broken, one of his fingers is broken, and there are more than a dozen bruises... " the assistant said with a choked voice.
Hearing this, Zhao Siqing was slightly stunned.
Last night, she saw that Huo Jingchen had a lot of injuries on his body, but they didn't seem to be that serious. Therefore, she didn't expect Lu Qian's injuries to be so serious.
"The doctor said that the other party was very crafty. It was obvious that he was specially trained! Otherwise, he would not be so ruthless! " The assistant's voice rose slightly, and her eyes were a little red.
Zhao Siqing was silent for a few seconds and said softly, "I'm sorry, I came to apologize to him. "
"What's the use of apologizing! How can he sing with his bones broken like that? How can he record a show? He doesn't need you to apologize. YOU ARE NOT WELCOME HERE! You should go. Don't appear in front of him again. Go as far as you can! " The assistant said angrily.
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the ward was pulled open from the inside.
Lu Qian opened the door with a walking stick. He looked at the assistant and frowned. "Yang Yun, she is my guest. If you continue to yell at her like this, I don't mind changing to another assistant. "
The assistant was slightly startled. He looked at him with red eyes. "But she... "
"No buts, " Lu Qian said in a low voice.