RPAGF Chapter 112 The fall was quite severe.
Chapter 112 The fall was quite severe.
Shen Mochen changed his shoes in the entryway and walked upstairs with particularly heavy steps.
There are no motion-activated lights on the second floor; the only light comes from the dim glow cast from the first floor.
In the dim light, the cartoon pattern on his hoodie began to glow.
Shen Mochen stopped in front of the study door, lowered his eyes and let out a soft breath, gently stroking the pattern with his fingertips a few times.
I bought this hoodie; it's a couple's hoodie.
He liked it so much that he didn't want to take it off once he put it on.
If Yu Xiaoqing hadn't complained about his unkempt appearance, he would have worn this every day.
His brow twitched slightly, his lips curved into a gentle smile, and the tips of his fingers resting on the doorknob trembled slightly.
No, it can't be that coincidental.
His goodness shouldn't be... used to deal with him.
The light from the first floor couldn't penetrate the study; it was so dark that you couldn't even see where you were going to step.
Shen Mochen walked closer to the desk, reached out and turned on the lamp on the corner of the desk. The white light shone eagerly on the picture album on the desk.
Before even flipping through the book, you can see the paintings in it clearly.
It was a cat, a strange-looking cat, exactly like the cat on the man's scalp.
Shen Mochen's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his expression went blank for a moment, and he slumped onto the sofa behind him. The dark light in his eyes gradually faded, leaving them empty and serene.
Overwhelmed by intense unease and helplessness, he slowly covered his face with his hands and sank into the sofa, his oversized hoodie draped over his thin back, trembling slightly.
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apartment.
Ever since Shen Mochen left, Yu Nanqing's eyelids have been twitching inexplicably. She sat quietly on the living room sofa, idly rubbing the fluffy ball with her fingers.
Qiuqiu's fur was fluffy and soft, much softer and warmer than Shen Mochen's chest, but she just couldn't fall asleep, always feeling restless.
The phone with its screen lit up sat on the table in front of me, playing videos that would pop up as soon as I clicked on them.
It's a transformation video of a male blogger. The transformed man has eight-pack abs, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, wears black fox ears, kneels awkwardly on the ground, and even has a leather whip in his mouth.
Yu Nanqing glanced at the video and blushed, but without changing her expression, she reached out and swiped to the next video.
If Shen Mochen saw this, he'd probably be jealous and hug her, kissing and nibbling at her.
She sighed softly, glanced at the time—it was already two in the morning. She pursed her lips, patted Qiuqiu's head, and pinched its ears. Looking at how soundly it was sleeping, she muttered under her breath, "Lazy baby."
She bent down to look for her slippers, but couldn't find them for a while. Just as she was about to go back barefoot, she noticed them lying under Qiuqiu.
She reached out and tugged at it, but it wouldn't budge. She patted its back, but to no avail; the ball didn't move at all, not even making a whimper.
Somewhat helpless, she ended up wearing only the one she could reach and tiptoed towards the room.
Who would have thought that just as she was about to reach the bed, her foot slipped, and she fell flat on her face.
The earth-shaking noise startled Qiuqiu, who was fast asleep, awake. He rushed in, circled around her, and nuzzled her, as if trying to lift her up.
Seeing its pained state, Yu Nanqing couldn't help but chuckle. She reached out and patted its head with difficulty, saying, "Good boy, go away."
After saying that, she braced herself against the ground, trying to get up on her own, but she failed several times. Her hands were fine, but... her legs seemed a little weak.
She panicked a little and instinctively wanted to call Shen Mochen, but after looking around, she remembered that her phone was still in the living room.
She glanced at Qiuqiu, who was obediently leaning against the chair, and said, "Qiuqiu, hurry up and go to the living room table and fetch your sister's phone."
Fortunately, Qiuqiu can understand human speech and quickly went over and picked up the phone.
Yu Nanqing breathed a slight sigh of relief and dialed Shen Mochen's number.
The phone rang again and again but was never answered.
Her face paled, she wiped away her tears, dialed for an ambulance, and then collapsed to the ground, too exhausted to struggle any longer.
Fortunately, there was a carpet on the floor, so it wasn't too cold; otherwise, she felt she would have frozen to death there.
She couldn't get through to Shen Mochen on the phone, and she felt inexplicably wronged and her heart ached.
Before the ambulance arrived, we received some concern from our neighbor.
The other party heard the noise and came to check, taking the opportunity to save her life. Of course, we also have to thank the clever big dog, Qiuqiu, for opening the door.
"My goodness!" The neighbor, Fang Yan, was terrified when she saw her lying on the ground like that. She quickly and carefully helped her up and laid her on the soft bed.
"Did you call an ambulance? Does your head hurt? Is there any bleeding?"
"Could the weakness in your leg be a fracture? Should we immobilize it temporarily?"
"What...what should I do?"
The woman stood by the bed, looking at her anxiously, and stamped her feet helplessly.
Yu Nanqing felt a warmth in her heart and told her not to worry.
No sooner had the words left her lips than another voice rang out from outside the door. It was Jiang Yu from across the hall, coming to ask what had happened since his neighbor hadn't returned home for a long time.
Upon hearing his voice, the woman, who had been completely flustered, brightened up for a couple of seconds. She figured that Jiang Yu, that cunning man with so many tricks up his sleeve, must know something, so she immediately pulled him in. "Nanqing has fallen. What first aid measures can we take?"
"Fell down? Just get up, right?" Jiang Yu looked confused as she pulled him along, but he became serious when he saw the woman on the master bedroom bed whose face was as white as a dead person.
His pupils dilated slightly, and he disregarded the strange man's warnings and threats. He reached out and touched her head. There was a lot of blood coming out of her left brain, but it hadn't flowed out yet, so Yu Nanqing and her neighbor hadn't noticed.
Jiang Yu had worked as a doctor for a few years, so he knew the basics. He quickly stopped the bleeding and then carefully examined her body. He pressed his fingertips on her leg and, seeing that she didn't react, his brows furrowed even more. "Do you have a history of osteoporosis?"
"No." Yu Nanqing felt a little dizzy and shook her head while gasping for breath.
She felt pain, but couldn't pinpoint where it was coming from. The pain was so intense that she wanted to twist 360 degrees and crawl along the wall in the shadows.
"It's most likely a fracture." Jiang Yu gave her a pitiful look, removed his hand from her foot, and then stared blankly.
He only pressed it lightly, how did it... how did it... turn blue!
He paused for two seconds, then turned to look at the woman beside him, her brows furrowed and her face filled with worry. He coughed lightly twice and said, "Sister, you help her lift her legs. I'll go see if the ambulance has arrived yet."
The neighbor didn't refuse and immediately moved over so he could hold Yu Nanqing's foot, his big toe pressing right on the bruise.
Jiang Yu's eyes flickered, and he pretended to move to the window to look outside. Just then, he saw an ambulance with its flashing lights coming in from outside the community gate.