Chapter 1,097 Injured An Ran

Yang Fei took Jiang Hanying on a tour of the campus, and then went to the most popular ice skating rink outside the school, where they skated for an hour.

The sport of skating is really not outdated. Young people liked it when Yang Fei was studying. There are still many people skating now.

Yang Fei held Jiang Hanying's hand, and the two of them happily slipped away.

After the two of them slipped away and changed their shoes, Jiang Hanying said:

"Yang Fei, thank you."

"Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for giving me happiness. I haven't been this happy for a long time. The past few years in college may seem joyful to others, but they have been the most depressing to me."

Yang Fei thought to himself that it turned out that she had been depressed for a long time.

"I'm thinking of you, but you don't want to pay attention to me. Sometimes I hate myself. I used a knife to mark my wrist several times, trying to cut it off."

Yang Fei couldn't help but feel his heart tremble after hearing this.

"But when I think about it, you once touched my wrist and held it. If I cut it, will you be frightened by the scar the next time you hold my hand? I thought of this , I took action."

"..."

"I think this life is really funny. We obviously want to get something desperately, but because of the opposition of others, we give up easily. Those things that we can easily grasp in our hands, when we look back, But he has disappeared."

Yang Fei smiled and said, "This is not what a young girl should say."

Jiang Hanying said: "I used to read Xu Zhimo's poems and felt that although they were beautiful, I didn't feel the same way. Now I understand why he said that I will visit my only soul mate in the vast sea of ​​people. I am lucky to find him, but I am not lucky. , my life, that's it. Yang Fei, I understand now, you are my only soul mate."

Yang Fei leaned down, tied her shoelaces, and said, "If you are so sad anymore, you can write poems and publish them."

"I'm not as talented as you!" Jiang Hanying held his head and said with a smile, "I don't know what's inside your big head, but you're so good at everything you do!"

Yang Fei stood up and said with a smile: "What do you say you can do well? What does it include?"

Jiang Hanying groaned twice and stretched out her hand to hit him: "You are really good and bad, where are you thinking?"

"Ahem, I should ask you, where do you want to go?" Yang Fei grabbed her hand, "Let's go."

After a day of fun in the provincial capital, Yang Fei sent Jiang Hanying to the airport and watched her go to Shanghai.

Looking at the blue sky and white clouds, the huge figure of the plane rising from the ground, Yang Fei sat in the car and murmured: "Jiang Hanying, you must be well!"

Life is like a long flowing river.

The origin may be just a small beach. Every time we pass by, we will encounter different people and things, which together form our broad and magnificent life.

Yang Fei waved his hand, bidding farewell to Jiang Hanying in the sky, and prepared to return to Taohua Village.

As soon as he drove the car out of the parking lot, he received a call from his brother.

"Xiao Fei, are you back?"

"Brother, I'm in the provincial capital."

"Don't you go and visit An Ran?"

"Why should I go see her if I have nothing to do?" Yang Fei still had half a sentence to say. It was too late for me to hide from her. Why would I come to see her if I had nothing to do?

"Don't you think that during the Dragon Boat Festival, An Ran didn't come to my house to visit?"

"Yeah, let me tell you, why is the house so quiet? It turns out she's not here, um, she's on a business trip?"

"She was injured in the line of duty."

"injured?"

"She was injured while chasing drug criminals during Operation Spring Thunder."

"This guy is desperate! I knew she would be injured sooner or later!" Yang Fei sighed, "Is the injury serious? Did the bullet miss her vital part?"

"Thanks to you, I'm not dead!" Yang Jun was a little angry when he heard his brother's tone, "It's up to you to go or not! Hang up!"

Yang Fei looked at the phone and smiled: "My brother, are you too grumpy? I didn't say not to see her, but you have to tell me which hospital she is in, right?"

He called An Ran,

I didn't hear the answer for a long time. I thought maybe I was in the ICU for rescue?

Thinking of this, Yang Fei felt that she might be seriously injured. Thinking of An Ran's various benefits to him, he was inevitably worried about her safety, so he had to call his brother again. After asking, he found that An Ran was indeed in the hospital.

Yang Fei asked about the hospital where An Ran was staying and hung up the phone.

"Hey, handsome guy."

Just as Yang Fei was about to drive away, he saw a young and beautiful woman's face appear on the window glass.

The beauty wears a stewardess hat on her head and a beautiful silk scarf around her neck.

Yang Fei rolled down the window and asked, "Beauty, what's the matter?"

"Handsome, are you going to the city?" the stewardess asked.

"yes."

"Would you like to give me a ride? Okay?"

"Don't you have a bus?"

"I have something urgent to do and I have to rush back to the city. It will take me 20 minutes to wait for the next train."

"You can take a taxi."

"Taxis are too expensive. I won't lie to you, my mother is seriously ill and is in the Provincial People's Hospital. I want to go see her as soon as possible."

"Provincial People's Hospital? I happen to be going there, so you can get in the car."

"Thank you, handsome man." The flight attendant put the luggage in the trunk and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

Yang Fei drove onto the airport expressway.

"Handsome guy, have you just sent your boss off to the plane?" the flight attendant asked.

"haha, yes."

Yang Fei drives a Rolls-Royce. In the minds of ordinary people, those who can own this car generally don't drive themselves, and those who drive such a car are mostly drivers.

"Your stewardess salary is not low, right? Why can't you even take a taxi?"

"When I fly domestically, my salary is not high. The more we fly, the more we get. However, starting from the year before last year, the civil aviation administration unified the standards for external subsidies, and now the money we get is much less. But when we fly domestically, our monthly limit is After flying 120 hours, my salary is cut in half."

Yang Fei said: "I heard a flight attendant friend say that the highest she received was 18,000 yuan a month. If you cut it in half, you still have a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, which makes you a gold-collar family."

The flight attendant complained: "How can it be so high? It would be great if it was there! I don't have enough money every month now. Or is she at the level of flight attendant? Flight attendants are also divided into regional flight attendants and shift flight attendants."

Yang Fei doesn't know the specific salary levels within their system, so he can't comment much.

The car quickly arrived at the People's Hospital. Yang Fei parked the car. The stewardess thanked him, got out of the car and walked to the hospital.

Yang Fei was just giving her a lift, so it didn't matter.

Arriving at the ward where An Ran lived, Yang Fei saw her lying on the bed as soon as she walked in, her eyes closed tightly, and no one was around to take care of her. There was a bottle hanging in her hand, and there was still half a bottle of medicine in the bottle.

Yang Fei walked over gently and stood beside her.

From the outside, it was impossible to tell where she was injured.

Yang Fei was too embarrassed to lift her quilt to look.

The patient next to him said: "Are you here to see the police? She just fell asleep. There is a chair over there. You can sit next to her for a while!"

Yang Fei hummed and did not sit down, but looked at An Ran with pity.

An Ran seemed to be aware of it, her eyelids moved slightly and opened.

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