Qiao Qingyu did not take the paper. She looked at the work permit and then took her eyes back. Her brows frowned slightly. When she thought about it carefully, she was standing by the car door facing the car door, and there was indeed a pair of hands pushing towards her on her back.

She looked at the other party's eyes and looked open and honest, but Qiao Qingyu, who was more sensible, insisted on going to the police station to make a record.

Zhao Gang did not hesitate at all, and said guiltily while carrying Qiao Qingyu's bag, "It's fine wherever you go, but I think you should go back and have some rest now."

Because Qiao Qingyu's face is white and her lips are not even bloody, she was indeed scared just now.

Qiao Qingyu glanced at him, shook her head with her lips pursed.

When they entered the police station, Zhao Gang's words were exactly the same as what he said just now.

The police officer also called and contacted him. Zhao Gang was also a model worker in the steel factory. He originally went to the branch factory in the suburbs and county towns, but now he has delayed it.

There is no problem, and it does not involve any violation of the public security management regulations.

Zhao Gang apologized throughout the whole process.

And we must insist on sending Qiao Qingyu back to the guesthouse.

Qiao Qingyu thought about it but refused. Since there was no problem, let’s forget it.

She slowly exhaled and said sincerely, "Comrade Zhao Gang, thank you for saving me just now."

"Comrade Qiao Qingyu, you can't say that. If I hadn't hugged me, how could you not have fallen out of the car? It's all my fault..."

Qiao Qingyu waved her hand, not wanting to say more.

The police station also read Qiao Qingyu's letter of introduction and work permit and was always polite to her. Since Qiao Qingyu did not allow Zhao Gang to send him away, two police officers from the police station volunteered to send Qiao Qingyu back to the headquarters guesthouse.

As soon as Qiao Qingyu entered the gate, a small figure rushed towards her, and then she burst into tears.

Qiao Qingyu was startled and hugged Rongrong who rushed over. The little girl's face was covered with tears and her little face was dirty. It seemed that she was still the little braid she braided yesterday, but one of them was dispersed.

What's wrong with this?

Was he secretly running out because of grievance at home?

Because there was no sign of He Xiuyu in the hall.

At this time, Lao Xie ran over with sweat.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw the potion applied to Qiao Qingyu's arm and asked quickly, "What's wrong with you?"

Qiao Qingyu waved her hand, "It's okay, I just wiped it accidentally."

Rongrong pulled Qiao Qingyu's clothes and said cryingly, "Auntie, grandma is in the hospital..."

Qiao Qingyu was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but look at Lao Xie. Lao Xie sighed and picked up Rongrong, "Let's go upstairs and talk."

Qiao Qingyu never expected that things would become so serious.

Meng Siqi fell down the stairs and hit the back of her head. She is still in the emergency center for rescue.

Lao Xie didn't say the reason, because he didn't know either.

Qiao Qingyu's voice was a little hoarse, "Director Xie, why didn't you tell me in the morning?"

"Qingyu, it's not that I won't tell you, it's that General Manager He doesn't let me tell you."

"What's going on with Rongrong?"

"This child ran out secretly. Fortunately, he met a kind-hearted person and sent her to our guesthouse."

"Director Xie, how many tickets did you buy?"

"It's just the two of us."

He Xuerong, who had been obediently asking Qiao Qingyu to braid her hair, suddenly turned her head and cried, "Auntie, I want to go back with you too, I don't want to stay here."

"Rongrong, do your uncle know that you are coming to me?"

He Xuerong lowered her head guiltily.

Director Xie hurriedly said, "I have called General Manager He."

After Qiao Qingyu packed up Rongrong, she took her to the hospital.

After all, Rongrong believed that she would not send her over and she would take her back to Xichuan, so Rongrong was not so resistant.

When Qiao Qingyu arrived at the hospital, Meng Siqi had been transferred to the intensive care unit.

Still not out of danger.

Qiao Qingyu came to her home by herself.

When she led Rongrong to stand in the corridor, several people at the door of the intensive care unit looked at them at the same time, and He Xuerong hid behind her.

He Juanjuan's face was ferocious and her eyes were full of anger.

He Shan was stunned when he saw her, then stood up and said to her gently, "Qingyu, you are here."

He Xiuyu came to his senses and walked towards her quickly.

Obviously, He Xiuyu had no rest for a day and night, and was very haggard and frowned tightly.

His voice was also a little hoarse, "Why are you here?"

Qiao Qingyu nodded to He Shan and said in a difficult voice, "Uncle He."

He Juanjuan's voice was sharp, but it was also because she was trying hard to suppress it in the hospital. "Qiao Qingyu, if you still have a little humanity, get out quickly and get out of here. Get away from us and don't show up in our lives again."

"Shut up!" He Shan next to him scolded unhappily.

He Juanjuan held back her anger and sat on the chair, turned her head away, not looking at He Xiuyu and Qiao Qingyu.

He Xiuyu pulled Qiao Qingyu and walked towards the end of the corridor.

He Xuerong looked back at her grandfather, bit her lip, waved her hand at He Shan, stood there and hesitated for a while, stomped her feet and chased Qiao Qingyu and the others.

"This little mute with no conscience!" He Juanjuan cursed viciously there.

He Shan was so angry that he trembled all over, "You have been spoiled by your mother, why are you so vicious? That's your elder brother's daughter, your niece, can you speak human language?"

"She is not my niece. She is no longer my niece with that bitch. What's wrong with my mom? I don't know if you're still scolding me here..." He Juanjuan started crying as she said that.

Qiao Qingyu also heard the crying, but she had been pulled downstairs by He Xiuyu.

Standing on the marble floor of the stairs, Qiao Qingyu couldn't help but ask, "How about aunt? What's going on?"

He Xiuyu's face was gloomy, and there was a thick feeling of boredom and worry between his eyebrows.

"I haven't escaped danger yet. My mother has a bad heart and is not suitable for surgery at the moment."

"For what? Is it because of me?"

After Qiao Qingyu finished speaking, she felt that what she said was meaningless. She pulled the corners of her mouth and looked up at He Xiuyu just about to say something. He Xiuyu spoke first, his voice was a little stern, "Qiao Qingyu, don't divorce whatever I said to me when I go back. What I said to you yesterday was not a joke, nor was it a whim. It was my very serious promise!"

Qiao Qingyu felt very uncomfortable, and rationally felt that it was best for the two to separate now.

Objectively speaking, neither of them has invested much in each other, but they just have some vague feelings for each other. He Xiuyu is like this and she is like this.

None of them is necessary for the other party.
Chapter completed!