Chapter 722 It Turns Out that Coke Girl Is Her (9)

His eyes stayed coldly on her face for less than a second, then he looked away. Then, as if he didn't even see the cashier in front of him, he stood up from the ground without saying a word.

Before he could stand up straight, he fell to the ground.

The cashier exclaimed, and without thinking, he dropped the umbrella in his hand and stretched out his hands to support the man's body.

He fell down with a bit of force, causing her to squat on the ground in a panic.

"Hiss..." She gasped in pain, and then wanted to push him up, but when her fingertips inadvertently touched his skin, she realized that his body temperature was astonishingly high.

The cashier hurriedly took out his cell phone and called an ambulance.

When they arrived at the hospital and went through the hospitalization procedures, the cashier took out the man's wallet, found his ID, and saw that his name was: He Jichen.

He Jichen, He Jichen... The cashier recited this name several times in his heart, and the more he recited it, the more pleasant it sounded.

The nurse quickly completed the formalities and returned the certificate to the cashier.

The cashier thanked him, took the ID, and stuffed it back into the man's wallet.

When she was about to close her wallet, she found a photo in the card holder on the side of the wallet.

It was a photo of a girl, with half of her face exposed. She must have accidentally pulled it out when she was looking for his ID.

She knew that it was rude to tamper with other people's things, but she still couldn't help but take out the photo.

The girl's complete appearance fell into her eyes.

The girl has no makeup, her eyebrows are clean, and her contours are soft. She looks clean and bright, a perfect beauty.

The cashier inexplicably felt that the girl was familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere before, but she thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure it out.

Back in the ward, the cashier who worked the half-night shift was sleepy and tired. After forcing He Jichen to pull out the needle, he lay on the bedside and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, the sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the hospital bed was empty.

Wouldn't that man just leave without even saying hello to her?

The cashier suddenly lost her sleepiness. She stood up suddenly and was about to rush out of the ward to ask the nurse where the man had gone. She saw the man's figure in front of the balcony of the ward.

He was leaning against the wall, holding the mobile phone in his left hand, looking down at the screen, holding a cigarette in his right hand, puffing out smoke.

The cashier stared at the man for a while, then stepped forward and said "Hi" softly.

The man seemed to be immersed in his own thoughts and couldn't get out, staring at the screen of his mobile phone with no reaction.

The cashier was curious and couldn't help but glance at his screen and saw that he was staring at a phone number named "Xiaoyi".

She didn't disturb him anymore, and stared at him quietly. She found that his fingertips touched Xiaoyi's name several times, and she wanted to dial out the phone, but every time she missed it just a little bit. When I encountered it, I took it back.

When the cashier saw He Jichen moving his fingertips away from the word "Xiao Yi" for the ninth time, he couldn't help but said: "She is the girl you called when you were drunk last night, right?"

He Jichen raised his head and glanced at her. He didn't say anything. He just put his phone away and put it in his pocket. Then he took out his wallet, took out a thick stack of money and handed it to her.

The cashier didn't answer: "Is that girl the one you love deeply?"