Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"Hey... Xiao Qian! I am Chuchu! Where are you?"

In the office, while making a phone call, I handed over the documents at hand to my deputy. I smiled apologetically and turned around and walked out the door.

“…hey…chuchu…”

In the hospital, Lu Xiaoqian, who had been wandering around outside the hospitalization department, received a call from Xiao Chuchu. He was listless and his tone was very low.

"...Xiao Qian, I heard from Mr. Wang about Auntie. What's the situation now? Are you looking for it?"

Hearing Xiao Chuchu's words, Lu Xiaoqian, who had been wandering, paused, looked around, found an uninhabited corner, leaned against the wall, squatted down slowly, lowered his head, and said in a low voice:

“…it has been found…”

"……oh……"

"... But the person fainted and could not find any reason until now. All kinds of examinations were done, and the doctor could not give a definite result, as if he had become a vegetative person..."

"……ah……"

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Xiao Chuchu, who breathed a little relieved, almost breathed a breath and choked into her throat after hearing the second half of the sentence.

I accidentally staggered and tripped into the empty elevator.

"...Which hospital is there? I know a few friends who work as doctors. You prepare the hospital address and diagnosis results. I will take them with you to help me check it out..."

In the elevator, Xiao Chuchu was repeating loudly with a bad signal. In a corner of the hospital, Lu Xiaoqian slowly leaned on the ground, biting his lower lip, and his eyes turned red again.

"...Thank you, Chuchu...Thank you...It's great to have a friend like you...Thank you..."

As he said that, Lu Xiaoqian listened to the phone that could no longer make a sound, covered his mouth with one hand and started crying in a low voice.

"Hey? Hey? Xiao Qian? Can you hear Xiao Qian? Which hospital is it?"

The phone was hung up, Xiao Chuchu glanced at the phone speechlessly, threw it hard twice, found He Lan's mobile phone number again, and dialed it out.

"...I'm sorry, the phone number you called has been turned off, please go there later..."

"I'll go, I won't turn off the machine early or late, but I just turn off the machine at this time..."

Xiao Chuchu pounded the steering wheel in annoyance, cursed, found the phone number of He Lan's company's landline from his mobile phone, and called.

"Hello……"

"Hey! Sister He, I am Chuchu!"

"Oh, Chuchu! Do you know about Xiao Qian?"

In the car, Xiao Chuchu twisted the key, fired, stepped on the accelerator under her feet, and the body of the car rushed out.

"...I already know. I called you just to ask which hospital did Xiao Qian's mother go to?"

"???Hospital?What hospital do you go to?"

Hearing this, Xiao Chuchu suddenly realized that He Lan didn't know the details of Lu Xiaoqian. She suddenly exhaled a breath of turbid air, shook her head and said:

"Forget it, it's okay, I'll ask Mr. Wang..."

“Hey…”

In the car, before He Lan could ask questions, Xiao Chuchu hung up the phone, found Wang Xuebin's cell phone, and called.

In the villa of Mingdi, Xiaoyu, who was humming a song and was washing the tea set, suddenly stopped looking up. She turned her head and looked upwards, and her eyes turned, and a video projection projected in front of her.

In the video, Xiao Chuchu looked a little anxious. The car was parked by the roadside, holding the phone, as if something important was happening.

Seeing this scene, Xiaoyu gently stroked her slender neck, and a faint green light flashed, and then she directly answered the phone.

"Hello!"

"Hey, Mr. Wang!"

When the phone was answered, Xiao Chuchu's face relaxed, took a deep breath, suppressed her anxiety, and asked:

"...Mr. Wang, I'm sorry to bother you. I want to ask if you know which hospital Xiao Qian and the others went to. I want to visit it!"

Hearing this, Xiaoyu's face relaxed slightly, the green code in her eyes flashed, and then she said softly in a cold male voice:

"People's Hospital, Inpatient Department, Sixth Floor, Just find Wei Xiurong..."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang, then I won't bother you...Dududu..."

The so-called heavenly way has reincarnation. At this time, Xiao Chuchu finally realized He Lan's mood just now. Looking at the hanging-up phone, her expression was indescribable.

She always felt something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. This indescribable sense of contradiction forced her to get a little crazy.

"ah!"

He screamed, punched the steering wheel again, blushed and breathed a few times, and drove towards the People's Hospital.

In the villa of Mingdi, Xiaoyu, who quietly hung up the phone, was similar to her. Her breathing was a bit rapid, and she had a guilty blush on her face. She lowered her head and showed a bit of cunning smugness.

Gently pick up the rinsed tea set and turn your body...

"ah!"

‘Swoosh~b~’

Wang Xuebin raised his hand and accurately blocked the tea set that fell from Xiaoyu's hand. He swung it left and right twice, offsetting the inertia of the tea set shaking.

"Brother Xuebin, you scared Xiaoyu..."

"Don't talk to me in my voice..."

Opposite, Wang Xuebin raised his head, stared at Xiaoyu with deep eyes, raised his free left hand, gently pointed it on her Qiong nose, shook his head and smiled, and turned around to walk towards the tea room.

Behind him, Xiaoyu, who was caught in the handle, reached out to touch her neck, then put her hands behind her back, lowered her head, and followed silently.

When he arrived at the tea room, Wang Xuebin put the tea set back on the tea tray, picked up the rag and wiped his hands, and asked indifferently:

"Have you used permissions again?"

When Xiaoyu heard this, she nodded silently, couldn't help but look up and glance at Wang Xuebin, and then lowered her head.

“…No…I can’t hold it back…”

"Good thing..."

As he said that, Wang Xuebin turned around suddenly, scaring Xiaoyu so much that she couldn't help but take two steps back, timid, and her whole body was like a quail.

"...Next time I learn to answer the phone, my voice will be a little bit moist, and I should be considerate, otherwise others will hear the flaws..."

"Um???"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Xiaoyu suddenly raised her head and showed a cute look on her face.

"Xue...Brother Xuebin...you don't blame me..."

"What's so weird..."

Wang Xuebin looked at Xiaoyu in confusion, shook his head and smiled, and said softly:

"You are different from them... They are just passers-by... and you have to accompany me forever... Don't care too much about them. If you have that time, you might as well learn more..."

"Yeah, yeah!"

Xiaoyu showed a joyful expression on her face, her eyes were crescent, and two shallow dimples were on her face. The corners of her mouth were obviously very happy.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin's mouth also curled up, reached out to her head and gently stroked her twice, and said with a smile:

"... Go back to the company... Let our chain supermarkets prepare stocks and speed up various disaster prevention drills. The earth where we live... is about to face turmoil..."

In the studio upstairs, a broken painting exudes an indescribable atmosphere, and the world... is wailing...