Chapter 675 Club Hunting
After dealing with the affairs accumulated in the company, Murong Qiao's thoughts could not help but fly to Tang Huai again.
She propped her chin with one hand, stared at the mobile phone in front of her, and kept weighing in her heart what kind of reason to use to persuade Tang Huai to succeed.
It was her cousin anyway, and she didn't want him to become the ending of her dream.
It was just the last time I took the other party to the second brother Murong Zheng for inspection...
Thinking of the other party's attitude of not accepting treatment at all at that time, Murong Qiao sighed heavily again.
After thinking for a while, Murong Qiao decided to call his second brother Murong Zheng first.
"Second brother, what is the condition of cousin Tang Huai's illness?" She asked.
When he went to the hospital that day, Murong Qiao didn't follow up for an examination, so he didn't know much about Tang Huai's illness.
At present, I just know that the other party is unwilling to treat.
When Murong Zheng heard her mention Tang Huai, he was silent for a while before giving an answer. "Old problem."
"He fell off it when he was playing racing two years ago, and he has never been willing to heal it, and his legs are prone to problems from time to time."
In the end, Murong Zheng didn't have any technical terms because his sister didn't know much about medicine.
But in the final analysis, Murong Zheng was also worried about Tang Huai.
If you don't pay attention to the extreme sport of racing, it is common for you to rush out of the track and lose your life. It will test the reflexes of every racer, let alone Tang Huai's legs. has a problem…
Murong Zheng pursed his lips to resist the urge to sigh, not wanting to infect his sister with this worry.
"Then, how long will it take to heal?" Murong Qiao asked the key point.
She knew that Tang Huai wanted to participate in that competition, but there was still some time before the competition started.
Murong Zheng said simply, "With treatment, it will take six months to a year."
Regarding the treatment plan and time, Murong Zheng had talked to Tang Huai many times before, so when his sister asked about it, he answered without hesitation.
One year…
Murong Qiao's thoughts sank.
"If he can cooperate obediently, I will say more for a year." Murong Zheng snorted.
After Murong Qiao learned the specific answer, he chatted with Murong Zheng for a few more words, then hung up the phone.
She thought about it, then called Xian Yu again, and decided to see if she could go to Tang Huai today.
When Xian Yu answered the phone, he could hear some noise in the background.
"Jojo?" The other party called her.
Murong Qiao responded, "It's me, brother."
"Do you know where Tang Huai is? I want to find him." She came up and explained her purpose.
The matter of treating a disease, if it is delayed for a day, it is easy to have an accident.
After all, such things as accidents, no one knows when it will happen to them.
"Tang Huai..." Xian Yu lowered his voice for a while, as if he was looking for something.
About two minutes later, an address was sent to Murong Qiao's phone.
Xian Yu spoke again, "He usually contacts here when he has nothing to do, and I sent the address to your mobile phone."
When talking about Tang Huai's itinerary, Xian Yu can guess where the other party is without even asking him.
That person seemed to have gotten into the racing car and was immersed in it all day long. Apart from eating and sleeping every day, he was either racing or practicing on the field and in the club.
"Okay, I see. Goodbye, brother." Murong Qiao said goodbye with a smile.
Xian Yu seemed to be busy there, so he didn't say much, so he hurriedly responded and then devoted himself to his work again.
Fortunately, the address of the club given by Xianyu is not too far from the CG company. You only need to take a taxi, and you can reach the destination in ten minutes.
It seems to have accepted the style of speed and passion, and the decoration design of the club is also like that of a racing car, creating a simple and clear sense of limit.
As soon as Murong Qiao got off the taxi, the first thing he saw was the black and white racing logo on the top of the club entrance. It hung high above the entrance, giving him a strong sense of presence.
It was the first time for Murong Qiao to come to this kind of place. Due to many reasons such as not being familiar with the route, he walked towards the front desk to ask questions.
Murong Qiao said, "Hi, I'm here to find someone."
"Hello miss, we have a membership system here, do you have a membership card?" The receptionist smiled professionally at her.
Murong Qiao frowned, "Can't you get in if you don't have one?"
"Only members can enter." The front desk nodded apologetically. "If you are looking for a friend, you can also call the other party."
This sounds easy, but it is a little more difficult when it comes to Murong Qiao.
She doesn't have Tang Huai's phone number.
The two of them haven't met a few times in total. The last time I took someone to the hospital, I just drove there, and I forgot to leave my contact information afterwards.
Just as Murong Qiao was thinking about whether there was another way to get in, a voice suddenly came from behind.
"This is my friend, let me take her in with me." A hearty voice sounded from the side, which caught Murong Qiao's attention.
She turned her head, and saw a man in casual black pants standing behind her, with a gentle and jade-like demeanor. When Murong Qiao turned to look at him, he smiled back.
"Mr. Tang." The receptionist said hello softly, and then returned to his job. Obviously, he knew this person.
Murong Qiao looked at the other party, but only made the other party chuckle.
"Follow me first." The other party pointed to the passageway.
Murong Qiao saw that the other party didn't seem to have any intention of striking up a conversation, so she walked in front to help her lead the way, but after thinking about it, she followed in.
Let's go in first and then talk.
The two of them moved forward, one behind the other, to go deeper.
After passing through the long corridor, looking at the silver elevator in front of him, Murong Qiao showed a rare expression of doubt, but he still walked in.
Watching the other party press the button, and the elevator doors slowly closed, Murong Qiao took a deep breath and let it out slowly, staring down at the clean as new ground.
"Sorry, I brought you in on my own." The other party spoke first, "It's just that I saw that situation at the time and thought you should need my help."
"I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Tang Yu, and I'm considered Tang Huai's friend." Until then, Tang Yu didn't say his name.
Murong Qiao wrote down the name, "Thank you for helping me just now."
"Small things." Tang Yu smiled, "Are you here to find Tang Huai?"
The only way to get to this place is to look for Tang Huai.
It was not troublesome for Tang Yu to make this guess. Recalling that Tang Huai left the field early a few days ago, and then left with Murong Qiao, he guessed the opponent's purpose when he saw Murong Qiao today.
He was the one who spoke when Tang Huai got off the car at the end of the game, so he naturally knew of Murong Qiao's existence.
"Yes." Murong Qiao nodded.
"For his illness?"
"…yes."
Seeing Murong Qiao admit again, Tang Yu's original smile faded a lot.
Watching the numbers on the side of the elevator slowly change, Murong Qiao thought that the conversation was over, but after a long pause, he heard the other party's voice again.
"That's not an easy task." Tang Yu sighed.
Regarding Tang Huai's treatment, Tang Yu, as one of the few friends around him, also worried a lot.
After all, Tang Huai was regarded as a friend with sincerity, so no one wanted him to die suddenly on the track.
(end of this chapter)