Chapter 233 The second brother caught the bag and fell in love early
The artistic performance came to an end. The way Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen stood on the stage shining brightly made the applause unstoppable.
"It seems that we have the answer to tonight's final prize..." Even the host was amazed and couldn't help but praise the two on the spot.
Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen stood on the stage, their faces alone were enough to attract people's attention, and they participated in this new year's welcome party together again, the forum might explode again.
When the two pressed the keys and a melody sounded in people's hearts, the winner of the final prize was already known.
"It's a great honor to be awarded the final award, and at the same time, I would like to wish the new students to like Huida, and for campus life..." Murong Qiao said his acceptance speech.
Huo Yichen stood beside her, turned his head to look at Murong Qiao's gilded side face, his heart beat gradually quickened, and he couldn't help laughing.
This was the first time he stood close to her now, seeing her glowing and glowing, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
After the award ceremony, nothing happened. The president and others were discussing where to go for dinner. The celebration party was successfully concluded, but they refused to invite Murong Qiao to come back, saying that they had gone to the hospital.
"I feel fine, I don't feel anything yet..." Murong Qiao was helplessly put on the co-pilot by Huo Yichen.
Originally, the night after the party was already getting darker, but Huo Yichen said that he would take her to the central hospital to see her injuries.
Huo Yichen circled half a circle in front of the car, sat in the driver's seat and leaned over to fasten Murong Qiao's seat belt first. "When you feel it, you're finished."
Originally, he planned to take Murong Qiao there earlier, but there was a welcome party here, so Huo Yichen had no choice but to accompany her to the show before coming back.
Huo Yichen turned the steering wheel and took a look at the time. It was after nine o'clock in the evening, and there should be time to send Murong Qiao back to the dormitory later.
Murong Qiao lost his temper when he said this. Knowing that he said this out of worry about himself, he couldn't help but sat obediently in the co-pilot, but his eyes were not very honest.
She looked at the scarf in front of her. It was the one she knitted. It was neatly folded and placed at hand. It could be seen that the owner liked it very much, and it was placed in such a frequently used position.
"...cough." Murong Qiao couldn't help coughing.
It wasn't that he had a bad throat, it was just that when he saw the scarf, he simply thought of Huo Yichen wrapped around the scarf, and his face turned red.
She suddenly felt a little hot, and opened the car window a little to let the cool night wind blow in through the gap, taking away the heat from her face, but it was different from the expected situation, the cool night wind hit her face, But it made her feel that her heartbeat was more obvious, with a strong and warm emotion accumulating in her chest.
Fortunately, the car stopped in front of the hospital one step ahead, and Murong Qiao also heaved a sigh of relief, and saw the name of the Central Hospital.
Huo Yichen got out of the car first, and then took the initiative to open the passenger door to let Murong Qiao get out of the car, trying not to let her use her hands too much.
"It doesn't hurt as much as you think, so don't frown, do you know that it looks old..." Murong Qiao stretched out his left hand and tapped his brow lightly.
She didn't think the injury on her hand was a big deal, and she was even happy that she and Yang Xin had recovered their lives under the flower pot. Seeing Huo Yichen take it as a big deal, Murong Qiao also became nervous.
Huo Yichen helplessly stopped her movements, "Don't move, just see the doctor obediently before talking."
Now, when he watched Murong Qiao move his hands, he was afraid that the injury would be involved. If such beautiful hands were not treated in time and left scars, it would be very uncomfortable. There is no girl who does not love beauty.
The hospital has chosen the best one, and the strength of the second brother is definitely beyond doubt.
"Where is it hurt?" Murong Zheng accidentally pushed his glasses when he saw that it was his younger sister.
Registration is usually not his turn, so when Murong Zheng saw that the patient's name was Murong Qiao, he guessed that the patient most likely would be his sister.
At this moment, Murong Zheng was wearing a white coat and sitting behind the table. The silver pen pinned to his chest seemed to be a bit colder, and his expressionless face changed a little differently when he saw Murong Qiao.
But then he moved his eyes away from Huo Yichen who passed behind his sister, paused for a moment and then moved away, as if he was indifferent but secretly paying attention.
Murong Qiao walked over and sat down, and put his hands in front of his second brother Murong Zheng, "Accidentally scratched my hand by a falling object."
She briefly explained the cause of this incident in a few strokes, not wanting her brother to worry about herself.
Huo Yichen stood beside him, and conveniently put his coat on Murong Qiao's waist, so that she could sit more comfortably.
Such careful actions naturally did not escape the observation of the second elder brother Murong Zheng. He glanced at the expressionless Huo Yichen, and realized that the relationship between the two seemed to be more than just classmates.
If I remember correctly, it was this boy who opened the door when he came in just now to let Murong Qiao go first.
Sensing that the second elder brother Murong Zheng seemed to glance at Huo Yichen behind him, Murong Qiao hurriedly introduced.
"He is Huo Yichen, my classmate, who accompanied me to see a doctor." She pretended to be calm and did not show any guilt.
Huo Yichen saw the surname of this doctor Murong when he registered just now, and he had some guesses in his heart, so he didn't respond to Murong Qiao's words at this moment, and stood quietly behind her, as if he was really a classmate. .
Murong Zheng didn't speak, and stretched out his hand to slowly loosen the bandage on Murong Qiao's hand, revealing the red and swollen wound inside.
I was covered with bandages for a long time, and even applying medicine could not change the fact that I was a little bit inflamed. In addition, when I was too active when I played the piano not long ago, the blood became active, which made those wounds look even scarier.
The right hand that was directly scratched by the flower pot was shocking, a large area of bruise spread all over the back of the hand, and even the bruise inside could be clearly seen, this level would definitely affect the bones of the hand.
"...be patient." Murong Zheng's voice was rare, and he didn't say anything stinging.
It's not that he hasn't seen more serious injuries, but the bruise color appeared on Murong Qiao's fair hands, but he always felt it was dazzling.
If the wound has reached this point, it needs to be dealt with first, and then take a film to see the specific situation.
After Murong Zheng finished speaking, he took the relevant medical supplies and put them at hand, first disinfected the wound, and then picked out some dirty things that occasionally got inside.
Huo Yichen observed his technique carefully, and kept every point that needed attention secretly in his heart.
Murong Zheng's movements were clean and neat. It took less than two minutes to re-bandage the wound, and then applied a thick layer of medicine for Murong Qiao to take a picture.
His eyes fell on the film in his hand, and he looked at every place carefully, and he was sure that the injury was really not serious and there would be no follow-up effects, and his heart suddenly lightened.
Murong Zheng pointed out one of the bones, "Although the result of an external sprain can heal slowly on its own, it should not be taken lightly."
(end of this chapter)