After dressing as a female match, I counterattacked

Chapter 512 "She is not my girlfriend."

He couldn't see her blood, his heart seemed to be being pulled hard, and the almost suffocating pain wrapped him around.

He forced himself to look away from her, and turned his face away.

Who the hell was she to easily dominate all his senses.

Yan Pheasant arrived at the hospital as quickly as possible.

Opening the door of the back seat, Yan Zhi subconsciously glanced at Han Qingrang when he was about to bend over and carry Zhiyun out.

He had a distant and indifferent expression on his face, he didn't care at all, and looked away with just one glance.

As if not seen.

Yan Pheasant bravely carried Zhiyun out, only then did he notice that Zhiyun's knee was also injured, it was red, and it seemed that he had been hit hard.

"You are an orthopedic doctor, look at her knee, is there a big problem?" Yan Zhi asked Han Qingrang.

Han Qingrang stared at her red knee: "The hospital is ahead."

Yan Pheasant: "..."

!!!

This memory has been wiped clean, there is really nothing left, watching the beloved woman become like this, she doesn't even frown.

If it were before, this person who never changed his face when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him would not know what it was like to be distressed, and it would be his turn to hug Zhiyun, probably he would not even be able to touch her skirt.

Because Teng Qingdu didn't want to see her get hurt, he would go crazy.

When it's crazy, it's beyond ordinary people's imagination.

"Then I sent her in."

Han Qingrang as if he had never heard of it.

Yanzhi didn't say anything anymore, so he hugged Zhiyun and prepared to walk in.

Walking, Yanzhi suddenly stopped, turned around again, and came to Han Qingrang with Zhiyun in his arms.

He put Zhiyun into Han Qingrang's arms, "I have other things to deal with immediately, you should send her in."

Han Qingrang: "..."

Just like that, Zhiyun was stuffed into Han Qingrang's arms by Yan Pheasant.

She, who was unconscious, seemed to smell a familiar breath, and moved her hand.

'boom'

Close the door.

Before leaving, Yan Ji said, "If I'm not finished, I'll arrange another car to pick you up, please."

The car drove away.

Han Qingrang looked down at the woman in his arms.

When Yan Ji threw her into his arms, his first reaction was to hold her firmly instead of throwing her away.

Time stood still for a long time.

The wound on the back of Zhiyun's head hurt a little bit, and he hummed unconsciously, that kind of humming sound of pain.

Han Qingrang couldn't hear that voice, not because of anything else, but because he would feel suffocated when he heard that voice, and he didn't understand where this uncomfortable feeling came from.

Why is it so.

In the end, he carried her to the hospital with a blank expression, and went to the emergency department as quickly as possible. This is the No.1 civilian hospital, and a nurse recognized Han Qingrang.

Seeing him, he called out: "Doctor Han."

"Well, please help her deal with the wound on the back of her head, and then take a CT of her brain. There are signs of redness and swelling on her knees, so take a CT as well."

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

The nurse went to arrange it.

It was only a few minutes after six o'clock, and there were still many people in the hospital.

Han Qingrang's memory of this hospital is a little fuzzy, he only knows that he has worked here, but what happened afterwards is not clear.

His memory was incomplete, and he tried to retrieve his own memory, but he couldn't retrieve it, there was no fragment at all.

He suspected that he had been hypnotized, and tried to use hypnosis to wake up his incomplete memory, but it didn't work.He could clearly feel that his memory was incomplete, but when he searched, there was nothing.

……

Yu Mo is off today, and Song Yecheng is about to leave work. Hearing that the little nurse said that Dr. Han sent his girlfriend here, Song Yecheng went to see him before he got off work.

When he came in, Han Qingrang stood by the hospital bed.

"Doctor Han." Song Yecheng walked over.

Han Qingrang had memories of Song Ye City, but not very clearly, he only remembered this person, and nodded slightly: "Doctor Song."

Song Yecheng noticed that Zhiyun's situation was a bit bad, so he asked, "What's wrong with Miss Zhiyun?"

"You know each other?" Han Qing asked.

Song Yecheng: "..."

These words confused Song Yecheng.

???

Could it be that Dr. Han and Miss Zhiyun broke up as Yu Mo said?
It seems that after the breakup, it seems that they are not even friends, and they just pretended not to know each other.

And the extent of Miss Zhiyun's injuries...wouldn't it be Dr. Han who did something to Miss Zhiyun? ? ?

hiss... tsk...

A lot of thoughts popped up in his mind, Song Yecheng had no choice but to say something tentatively to verify his thoughts: "Doctor Han, I heard that you and Miss Zhiyun are getting married soon, and Yu Mo is still saying that he will wait to eat your wedding candy Is it..."

While talking, Song Yecheng secretly looked at Han Qingrang's eyes.

Seeing his eyebrows frowned, he seemed puzzled: "Married?"

Song Yecheng nodded hesitantly.

At this time, the nurse came in to treat the wound on the back of Zhiyun's head: "Doctor Han, please help your girlfriend up, and I will clean the wound on the back of her head so that the medicine can be applied."

"She's not my girlfriend."

Han Qing said in a weak and alienated voice.

The nurse was stunned immediately, and Song Yecheng was also stunned.

His voice was as cold as others: "I was entrusted by someone to send her to the hospital. She has nothing to do with me."

Song Yecheng: "..."

Song Yecheng sighed even more...

"Then, please Dr. Han help her up so that I can give her medicine." The nurse whispered.

Han Qingrang was about to leave, but after hesitating for two seconds, she still helped Zhiyun up, her body leaned softly in front of him, her eyes slightly opened, but not very clear, after the impact on the back of the head, her consciousness would slightly blurred.

While cleaning the wound, Zhiyun was finally sober.

Because it hurts.

She clenched the hand in front of her, "It hurts..."

That voice sounded extremely fragile, and it made people feel distressed. When Han Qingrang heard the "pain" from her mouth, Han Qingrang's heart was suddenly hurt.

Zhiyun only felt that the person in front of her was familiar and reassuring.

In the dazed vision, the hand she saw looked like his hand...

"Han Qingrang..."

She shouted his name loudly.

Hearing her calling himself, Han Qing stiffened the hand supporting her.

With all her remaining strength, she grabbed his wrist, and slowly, her palm slipped down, and he caught her slipping hand.

At that moment, fingers intertwined.

He is obsessed with cleanliness, and when he was about to pull his hands away, Zhiyun clasped his palms tightly: "Han Qingrang... Han..."

She knew his name, so she must know him.

Han Qingrang has a good memory, but not everyone who has met him will remember it.

Only now did he suddenly remember where he had seen her.

Vaguely similar to the one I saw in the orphanage today, the little girl called her pretty sister...

(End of this chapter)