if i didn't meet you

Xiao Liu, the nurse, opened the door of Room 1509 on the fifteenth floor.

It was her last work of the day, and in ten minutes she would be home for twelve good hours. She plans to have dinner with her boyfriend, then goes home and sleeps to replace the energy and patience lost by the continuous work.

The rooms are single, with bathrooms and balconies, complete with electrical equipment, and the comfort and luxury of money. It was the height of summer, and the heat was still palpable in the evening wind. Through the Windows of the room, one could see the bloody sunset sinking in the distance between the tall buildings.

"Miss Qin." "Xiao Liu cried.

The patient, whose back was to the door, turned round. Originally it a very beautiful face, but because of the lack of expression and show a proud indifference.

The YOUNG FEMALE PATIENT OF THIS SURNAME QIN SEEMS TO BE UNHAPPY, a PAIR OF BLACK eyes dim WITHOUT a light, just looked at small Liu one EYE, THE VOICE IS plain like white water: "I WANT TO leave e hospital, excuse me HOW to DO formalities?"

"Out of the hospital? But you should be kept in the hospital for observation for at least another day or two." Xiao Liu took out his medical history from the end of the bed and looked at it, frowning in disapproval.

The female patient HOWEVER ATTITUDE IS resolute: "I WANT TO leave HOSPITAL IMMEDIATELY."

"I'm afraid the doctor won't approve. Besides, Dr. Lin has gone to dinner right now, and he won't be back for an hour. Even if he wants to be discharged, he must give him permission."

The beautiful female patient was silent for a moment. She looked at Liu with open eyes and said lightly, "I have no money on me, and I can't pay the hospitalization fee anymore. That, I think, will give you consent to my leaving now." Then he turned again and bent down again to gather his light things.

Although Xiao Liu is young, he has worked in this line for nearly ten years. He has seen all kinds of patients who refuse to cooperate. To leave the hospital early, they will lose their temper, play a game, and even threaten or hunger strike. But today, for the first time, she heard it.

But she didn't believe a word the patient said.

She was looking at a woman who could not have been more than twenty-six or seven years old, if not younger. She had come to the hospital on her own and had asked to be admitted to the luxurious private room for tests and recuperation, paying three times the cost of a regular room. She arrived with a large handbag and almost no makeup on her face, but even so, her skin was as smooth and delicate as a peeled egg, when it was really crystal clear. Have such skin, or is born beauty, or is normal maintenance appropriate. Moreover, her clothes are understated but delicate, like the black silk one-piece dress she is wearing now, which, while not overly embellished, is tailored to the curve and exquisitely detailed. Liu, who loves fashion, had seen the dress in VOGUE's spring issue this year. It was from a top international brand, and it was a limited edition. Not to mention the handbag she carries her clothes and groceries in, a white suede weave that costs at least five figures, but she doesn't seem to care about it at all, even dropping her toothbrush and toothpaste into it.

Only people who have long been used to luxury will not need to be careful with luxury in the eyes of ordinary people.

Therefore, the so-called no money, I am afraid is not established.

But if she had refused to pay, the hospital would not have forced her to stay. It was a tense time in the ward, and many people could not afford to be admitted. Then Xiao Liu thought for a while and looked at his watch. Finally, he said, "Let me contact Doctor Lin for you."

"Thank you." The woman's voice remained low.

"You're welcome."

Before leaving the house, Xiao Liu could not help but turn back and take a second look.

I just thought this young woman was so skinny. Or perhaps it is too gaunt and lonely, so it is particularly vulnerable. I hardly ever saw her smile these two days. Now her long, black, slightly curly hair was casually held back, revealing a fine, slender neck, and two thin shoulder blades like butterfly wings. Her whole being was facing the setting sun, and it seemed as if she would vanish at any moment.

"Miss Qin Huan," said Liu, "after you leave the hospital, you should continue to pay attention to recuperation."

"I know, thank you." This is the second time Qin Huan thanked her, the tone is very weak, but the attitude finally became sincere. She turned around and looked at her, her quiet expression sent out some kind of unusual beauty, and even the same as a female Xiao Liu can not help but be secretly amazed.

Qin Huan took the elevator downstairs, no accident, at the gate was greeted by three people. The three tall, powerful young men stood with their hands down, and the shadows closed in silently. Before Qin could react, one of the men said, "Miss, we've been looking for you for a long time."

Qin Huan's face is not too good, this time can not help but be white. She moved the corners of her mouth in a sneering smile, but her voice was still lukewarm: "I'm sorry for your trouble."

"It's the right thing to do." The man seemed not to hear her sarcasm, just a "please" gesture, and together with the other two companions, they spent more than half a month finally finding the target figure and carefully "escorted" out of the hospital, until the car.

Qin Huan was taken back, during which she was cold, attitude, in the car without a word, even closed his eyes to sleep for a little while, after getting off the car and then walked straight into the house.

Perhaps she was so cooperative that the three bodyguards behind her were momentarily confused. But she didn't care. She just went upstairs and locked the door in her room. Her spirit is not good, the recent time of all kinds of turmoil seriously affected her fragile nerves, so that she always feels very tired, sometimes does not want to wake up, and sometimes also sleepless night.