Chapter 243 Thoughts and Dreams

"Don't get hurt. If necessary, let Huo Jiu do it."

Huo Yunque glanced at Huo Jiu lightly, his back stiffened, and he bowed his head respectfully, "Don't worry, sir, with your subordinates, Miss Song will never be hurt in the slightest."

"Go early and return early."

*

In the hospital, the general ward.

The doctor was turning over the medical record book and patiently asking about Song Jingwan's physical condition.

"Dizzy or not? Is there any pain?"

Song Jingwan was lying on the hospital bed, still infusion. Hearing this, she shook her head with red eyes, and broke down in tears as soon as she opened her mouth, "My brother, he..."

"It's alright, it's alright," Zhou Manli shed tears when she saw her crying, and softly patted the quilt to comfort her, "It's been rescued, it will be alright! You, just have a good rest, don't think too much. You Your brother and you are the lifeblood of your mother, if something happens to you, how can your mother live!"

The doctor and the nurse looked at each other and quietly backed out.

"It's all my fault!" Song Jingwan bit her lips bleeding. "If I hadn't asked my brother to pick me up from school, I wouldn't have had a car accident! Mom, scold me! It's all my fault!"

"How can you blame you?!"

Zhou Manli said bitterly, "It's all Song Yaoyao's broom star! It was she who spread bad luck to you! She's been like this since she was a child. As long as she's around, don't think about it better at home!"

"Mother--"

Song Jingwan lowered her eyes and clenched her hands quietly under the quilt.

The thought that flashed through her mind before the car accident...and her dream...

In the dream, she is the one who is not valued.

She hasn't had such a dream for a long time, why would...

"Who asked you to come? Get out of here! You are not welcome here!"

A sharp, high-pitched voice interrupted Song Jingwan's thoughts. She raised her eyes in amazement, just in line with Song Yaoyao who had just come in.

Through the air, looking at each other silently, the pair of glass-like pupils of the other party passed through the layers of obstacles, as if they could see through her soul all at once.

Song Jingwan suddenly turned her head and looked away with difficulty.

"I have something to ask Song Jingwan."

Song Yaoyao said quietly, her tone not fluctuating.

Against her delicate face like a porcelain doll, it looked particularly eerie and gloomy.

The coldness spread from the soles of her feet, Zhou Manli shivered firmly, and her dislike of Song Yaoyao increased to a higher level.

"What do you want to ask? As the culprit, you dare to appear in front of me? Do you really think that with Mr. Huo's protection, you can be lawless?"

"The culprit?" Song Yaoyao tilted her head, "You mean Song Jingwan?"

Her slender fingers landed on Song Jingwan's body, and the pouting smile on her lips was chilling.

As soon as she met Song Yaoyao's eyes, Song Jingwan's eyes flickered even more, and something called a guilty conscience flashed across her eyes.

Song Yaoyao was just talking casually, but she didn't expect it to be really rewarding.

"Ah……"

She licked her dry lips, and the violence in her body spread wantonly.

She was not a good girl in the first place, not in her previous life!

"Get out of here, I'm too lazy to tell you—"

"Snapped!"

Song Yaoyao waved away Zhou Manli's fingers that almost poked her face, her eyes were calm and dead.

"I said I have something to ask Song Jingwan, it's a notification, not an inquiry, understand? And—" She took a step forward, "I hate when people point at me, if there is another time, I'll just break it off. your hands."

Her voice condition is very sweet, but because of the too calm tone, she looks like a ghost doll in a horror movie, which is particularly terrifying.