Transmigrating to the 70’s: The Military Wife As A Farmer

   Chapter 1014

  After the above question and answer, the two soon fell into a deadlock with nothing to say. The big pair hesitated for a while and said, "It's getting late and think about it, you go back, I'm leaving."

  Ning Qing heard that Da Shuang was about to leave, and said hurriedly, "Did you come here to look for me on purpose? Is there anything wrong?"

  Subtext: If you come to me on purpose, just talk a few more words.

  However, Da Shuang said, “I’ll go to see my sister and my little niece, passing here, and take a look at you by the way. I’m relieved to see that you’re good, and goodbye.”

  Ning Qing lowered her head and whispered, "Goodbye."

  At this moment, she didn't even realize how lost her voice was.

  Because she really hopes that he can stay and say a few more words to her, even if one more!

  I missed him for so long, and it was so easy to see each other. I didn’t expect that he would leave right after meeting. She...so lost!

  But, she is a conservative girl, no matter how much she desires in her heart, she can't do anything proactively chasing a man. In particular, this man is still a rich man and her sponsor.

  She was too proactive and would make him misunderstand herself. She didn't want to be misunderstood by him, so she could only hide her thoughts in her heart and walk forward silently.

  Da Shuang also turned around and went to the car door, ready to get back in the car.

  When both of them walked to the door of the car, abruptly, a brick flew up, impartially, and hit the back of the big pair's head with a snap.

  Da Shuang gave a sullen snort, and suddenly covered his head and fell into the car.

   Then there was a snap, the brick fell to the ground, and Ning Qing also realized what had happened.

   "How are you?" She ran over and helped the big pair who was up and down in the car.

"I'm injured."

  The big pair frowned, put the hands on the back of their heads back, and looked in front of them.

Under the illumination of the car lights, a **** hand appeared in front of the eyes, "Ah-blood-you are bleeding!"

  Ning Qing saw the **** palm and exclaimed, her face turned pale!

"Damn, I was attacked by someone!" Da Shuang covered the back of his head with his hands again, and pressed **** the bleeding part, because he had already felt the warm blood gurgling from the back of his head, and it seemed that the injury was not minor. .

   "Don't worry, hurry up, my house is right in front, go, I will take you back to my house to deal with it!" Ning Qing was about to cry, tightly pulling the arms of the big pair, and walked to her house without any explanation.

   "No need..." Da Shuang paused, "I have a broken head and need stitches. I'd better go to the hospital to deal with it."

   "Then I will accompany you." After Ning Qing finished speaking, before he refused, she turned around and ran to the co-pilot, and sat in the car door.

  Dashuang hesitated and got into the car.

  After getting into the car, before he could sit still, a soft handkerchief covered the injured part of his head.

  Ning Qing said, "You come to drive, I will help you press the wound, so as not to bleed."

  Da Shuang was pressed on the back of her head by her. She couldn't see her face, so she gave a hmm and started the car and drove to the hospital.

  On the way, Ning Qing clearly felt that her palm was wet, and something viscous and warm was slowly flowing down her palm.

  You don’t need to look at it to know what it is.

  Ning Qing was very worried. She brought a nasal voice and asked carefully, "Does it hurt? If it hurts, don't drive it. Let's call 110 for an ambulance!"

  Hearing her crying voice, Da Shuang felt warm in her heart and said, "I'm fine, it's just a small injury, just a few stitches."

Ning Qing said, "My head is broken, and I still say it's okay? Then how can I count it?" After finishing speaking, she felt that her words were a bit heavy, so her voice softened and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't talk to you like this. , Don’t be angry, just focus on driving, I won’t bother you..."

  She was leaning on her side, half-kneeling on the chair, one small hand pressed against his wound tightly, and the other hand held the back of the seat to keep her balance.

   Eight or nine minutes later, the two rushed to the hospital, Da Shuang parked the car, and raised his hand to press the wound.

  It may be that the injury has affected the ability to think. When pressing the wound, he seemed to forget that there was a small hand on the back of his head that was pressed there. Inadvertently, his big hand was pressed on the small hand.

  Ning Qing's hand trembled, but it didn't move, she still pressed his head tightly.

   Realizing that he was abrupt, Da Shuang explained quickly, "I can do it myself." After he said, he added, "You have been pressing for me for a long time, your arms are sore, right?"

  Ning Qing shook her head, "It's not sour, do you hurt?" Her voice was soft, sounding a bit pitiful.

   "I don't hurt anymore, really." The bilingual said softly, "Take your hand away, I will press it myself."

  "Then, I will count ‘123’, hurry up and watch the blood flow out again." Ning Qing sniffed and said, "1, 2, 3..."

  When she counted to ‘3’, she quickly opened her hand and shouted "Quick press."

  Hold it down, turned to look at her, and smiled, "The handover is successful, let's go down."

  Ning Qing couldn’t laugh. He could see that his blood was flowing to his back and dyed all the snow-white T-shirts red. After so much blood, he could still laugh. This heart is too big!

  She followed Dashuang step by step, helped him carry the bag, and looked at the back of his head carefully, like a little follower.

  The two came to the emergency room, and the doctor in the emergency room helped Da Shuang deal with it.

  As Da Shuang expected, he needed stitches, and the doctor shaved his hair, and then helped him sew it.

   During this period, Ning Qing was standing outside the emergency room, holding a big pair of bags, waiting for him anxiously.

  Waiting, a few young girls passed by here. One of the most beautiful and fashionable girls saw the bag in Ning Qing's hand and raised her brows.

  She paused, as if she wanted to say something to Ning Qing, but she hesitated and walked away.

  The next second, she took out her mobile phone from her bag and dialed a number proficiently.

   "Ring Ling Ling..."

  The big pair's bag rang. To be precise, the phone in the bag rang.

  Ning Qing was startled, looking at the ringing bag in a daze, she didn't know what to do for a while.

  At this moment, the beautiful girl who had just passed in front of her stood in front of her and said with an unhappy expression, "Whose bag is yours?"

  Ning Qing saw that the girl looked bad, she subconsciously hugged her bag in her arms, and looked at Wang Zhirou vigilantly, "I, why should I tell you?"

  Wang Zhirou saw her holding Dashuang’s personal belongings in her arms and was very angry, and said, "You are my friend with this bag. Where is he? Why is his bag here with you."

  At this time, some of the best friends who came with Wang Zhirou also came over, chattering.

   "Zhirou, what's the matter?"

  Wang Zhirou said coldly, "My...friend's bag is in this woman's hands!"

   "Ah, this is a man's bag, Zhirou, what kind of friend is you? Isn't it a boyfriend?" A girlfriend gossiping.

  The other one is more direct and loudly, "It won’t be Huo Jingxi’s bag, right? Rourou, didn’t he say he was with his family today? How could he be here?"

  Wang Zhirou gritted her teeth and smiled, "How do I know why he is here, lady, can you explain it to me?"

  Ning Qing looked at Wang Zhirou's aggressive look, and suddenly a bad feeling came into her heart——

  Is this beautiful woman his girlfriend?

  (End of this chapter)