Chapter 211 Encountered a Car Accident on the Way

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Song Xi was dragged by Ding Huiqin to chat for a long time, mainly talking about the Health Bureau. If she was really stuck by the Health Bureau, her professional title this year would be in doubt.

Song Xi didn't say anything. She really didn't care about the job title. Perhaps the indifference in her eyes was too obvious. Ding Huiqin couldn't help but say: "Have you calculated how much more your monthly salary will be if you are appointed as deputy director? I’m not saying that your current life is not good enough, but you should plan for the future and save more money. It will always be useful at critical moments.”

Ding Huiqin's words unintentionally touched a soft spot in Song Xi's heart. She thought of Song Yuanqing. She had said that she would save money to buy a big house with a garden in the future, and when Song Yuanqing came out, she would give him a place to enjoy his old age.

She had never cared about money before, and even now, she didn't seem to be short of money. However, she really needed to plan carefully for the future. After all, she couldn't live with George Sheng all her life. He always reminded her that she was living under someone else's roof. It was never her place.

After a moment of silence, Song Xi said: "I know Director Ding, I will not make this mistake again in the future, and I will work hard to get my professional title this year."

For people like Song Xi, if he doesn't make promises easily, he will definitely keep what he promises. When Ding Huiqin heard what she said, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The earth is round, and people go round and round in this life. There are tailwinds and headwinds. Don't be upset, and don't be sad. As the old saying goes, good things will come true. Good things will take a long time. After this period of time, everything will be fine. "

These words are for comfort and do not have any real effect, but people can deceive themselves and others. After hearing them, they will naturally feel a lot more comfortable.

Ding Huiqin asked Song Xi for a long time to see that it was getting late and not delay her going home to rest. Song Xi left the office and took the elevator downstairs.

The elevator door opened and Song Xi stepped out. When he looked up, he saw people walking across the street. Many of them were holding umbrellas. When he looked outside, it started to rain.

More than half an hour ago, Song Xi looked out the window. The sky was still sunny at that time, just now.

The rain did not reduce the number of patients coming to see the doctor, it just provided more protective equipment. Song Xi stood at the door, wondering when the rain would stop.

After not standing for long, a voice came from behind: "Song Xi?"

Song Xi turned around and saw that it was the senior sister from the gastroenterology department downstairs. She smiled and said hello. The female doctor said, "I brought an umbrella. Do you want to go out and take a taxi? I ​​will take you there."

Song Xi nodded and responded: "Thank you, senior sister."

The two of them came to the door of the hospital holding an umbrella and stopped a car. Song Xi got in the car and thanked her senior sister.

The driver asked her where she was going, and Song Xi replied: "Cuicheng Mountain."

The driver grabbed the empty license plate and said with a smile: "You live in Cuicheng Mountain, why don't you drive by yourself?"

Song Xi stayed up all night, being made a fuss by Tong Hao, and had just been dragged into chatting with colleagues and leaders for a long time. She was exhausted both physically and mentally, and really didn't want to deal with it, so she calmly replied: "No car."

The driver didn't seem to hear the avoidance in Song Xi's words, and continued: "How can you live in a house worth tens of millions without a car?"

Song Xi pursed her lips and stopped talking altogether. What did she say? Does it mean that she is living under someone else's roof in her current situation?

She closed her eyes and rested, making it clear that she didn't want to talk anymore. The driver didn't ask any more questions. It was raining outside and the car was not going as fast as usual.

Song Xi was so tired that she fell asleep in a daze. However, the sitting position was uncomfortable and she was only in a light sleep. There was a faint whisper in her ears. Song Xi slowly opened her eyes and counted for a few seconds. Later I found that the car had stopped.

Sitting upright a little, Song Xi saw through the wiper that there was a long queue in front of her. The driver beside her whispered: "There will be traffic wherever you go."

With that said, he turned on the communicator and asked aloud: "Old Zhang, are you on Beimen Road? What's the situation on Beimen Road now? We've been stuck here for more than ten minutes."

A slight bad signal came from the communicator, and then another driver's voice came, "I was also stuck on Beimen Road. There was a traffic accident in front of the Guoan Building. A truck collided with a private car. I heard There are also heart attack patients in the private car, and they are waiting here for the ambulance to arrive."

The driver of Song Xi's car said: "The traffic is so heavy that even if the ambulance comes, it won't be able to get in."

The driver on the other side said, "Yeah, it's been a long time. I don't know how the people in the car are doing."

When Song Xi heard the sound, she tensed up almost immediately. After only three seconds of hesitation, she glanced at the number on the meter, took out fifty yuan and handed it to the driver, "No need to change."

After saying that, she opened the door and got out. The driver looked at her in surprise, especially when Song Xi closed the door and ran forward quickly.

It was raining harder now, and dense raindrops fell across the sky. If they hit the face, it would hurt like needles. All kinds of vehicles on the street were blocked, and everyone was waiting impatiently in the car. At this time , a slender figure walked forward in the rain and quickly passed through the densely packed vehicles. Everyone was surprised, and some even lowered their windows to look out.

Song Xi ran forward for about two hundred meters, and finally saw a truck and a private car at the intersection ahead. Both cars had obvious signs of damage. The owners of both cars stood in the rain and argued fiercely. The man in a shirt pointed at The nose of the man in the T-shirt shouted: "If my dad has a bad thing, how can you compensate me?!"

The man in the T-shirt lowered his head. Both of them were wet from the rain and looked very embarrassed.

Song Xi wiped the rain off her face, ran forward quickly, and asked aloud: "Who has a history of heart disease?"

The man in the shirt looked sideways at Song Xi, was stunned for two seconds, and then said, "My dad."

Song Xi asked: "Where?"

The man in the shirt asked, "Who are you?"

Song Xi said: "I am a doctor, a cardiac doctor."

Hearing this, the man in the shirt ran toward the back door of the car and said urgently: "Doctor, please help my dad quickly. He said he has a heart problem."

When the car door opened, Song Xi saw an old man with gray hair leaning in the back seat. He looked about seventy years old. He had a painful expression on his face and his left hand was pressing on his heart.

"Dad, are you okay?"

The man in the shirt was helpless, his eyes full of worry.

Song Xi bent down and half-knelt into the car, and asked aloud: "Uncle, can you hear me?"

The old man had his eyes closed, his face was sallow, and his lips were purple.

Song Xi didn't have any equipment at hand, just enough to make the most basic judgment, and then asked the old man if his son had any medicine.

The man in the shirt touched the old man's body for a long time, but didn't feel anything. Then he said: "I was going to take my dad to the hospital for a check-up. He has been saying that his heart is not feeling well recently."

Song Xi said: "We can't wait any longer. I'm going to borrow an umbrella. You'll be carrying the old man on your back for a while, and I'll hold an umbrella for you. You must be sent to the hospital immediately."

The man in the shirt was completely confused. He just nodded regardless of what Song Xi said.

Song Xi turned around and ran to the side. There were private cars nearby, and everyone was sitting in the car watching the excitement. Song Xi's eyes were covered by the rain, so he didn't look closely. He ran to the car closest to him and knocked on the Driver's door.

The car window slowly lowered, gradually revealing a clear and familiar face. Song Xigang wanted to say, do you have an umbrella? But when the words came to her lips, she froze.

"Miss Song."

It turned out to be Yuan Bao.