"Let's go, probably just a child. Yan Hezhi said and opened the car door for Su Yiqing, ready to stuff Su Yiqing into the driver's seat: "I think you have to take me to the hospital together." After speaking, he took out the car key and shook it in front of Su Yiqing.

Su Yiqing nodded vigorously, but when facing the Rolls-Royce phantom, she flinched a little. This is the first time I have driven since I got my driver's license.

Seeing the blood on Yan Hezhi's hand ticking to the ground, the loess on the ground was stained red. Su Yiqing didn't care so much anymore and took the key.

Sitting in Yan Hezhi's car, Su Yiqing was still shocked, and her heart was so uncertain that she couldn't find the accelerator.

Yan Hezhi took a cloth from the car and covered it, and the bleeding stopped slightly. Seeing Su Yiqing's panicked appearance, she comforted her softly: "Even if you drive, it's a big deal to fly with you and go to heaven together." ”

"Yan Tezhu, it's time for this moment, and I'm still in the mood to joke. Su Yiqing said, and immediately stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward with a "whew".

Unexpectedly, Rolls-Royce drove off the highway with a loud "bang" and collided with a BMW.

With a sudden brake, Su Yiqing looked at the fat and strong man who came out of the car, and then looked at Yan Hezhi who was dripping blood all over the car, crying and losing his face and going crazy.

Yan Hezhi still smiled lightly: "It's nothing, I have long wanted to change cars." ”

The menacing BMW man shouted and chased after him, and when he saw Yan Hezhi with a serious face in the car, he was instantly dumbfounded. hurriedly apologized: "It turned out to be Yan Tezhu! I'm sorry! It's in your way." After saying that, he returned to the car and moved a lane for Rolls-Royce.

At this time, Su Yiqing didn't know where the courage came from, and poked her head out: "That master, can you please help me send Yan Tezhu to the hospital?" Su Yiqing really didn't dare to compliment her driving skills.

The BMW man's eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded and parked the BMW on the side of the road, changed the driver's seat with Su Yiqing, and the Rolls-Royce went all the way.

……

At the door of the operating room, Su Yiqing waited anxiously. It's been three hours since I've been in, and I haven't seen Yan Tezhu come out. It's already life-threatening.

Kneading her hands, Su Yiqing's face turned pale with worry, her head lowered, and she slowly felt guilty in her heart. Yan Tezhu was pierced by glass in order to save himself, and he blamed himself for being bad, and he went to some abandoned park for no reason.

"Su Yiqing, why are you here? Just when Su Yiqing was as anxious as a headless fly, a shadow enveloped her.

Su Yiqing raised her head and was stunned for a moment. It turned out to be the president!

Song Yiheng stood straight in front of Su Yiqing in a suit, with a little coldness in his eyes.

"Total ...... President!" Su Yiqing suddenly got up. In front of Song Yiheng, the whole person became timid and cowardly.

"Yan Hezhi is inside?" Song Yiheng's eyes deepened and he looked towards the operating room.

"Uh-huh!" Su Yiqing nodded desperately. Tears flowed out in an instant, and the president was so good to come!

Song Yiheng smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, and asked indifferently: "Is Yan Hezhi dead?" ”

Su Yiqing was stunned for a moment.

"I'm not dead, I'm not dead, what am I going to do?" he said, looking bored, and was about to leave.

"President! Yan Tezhu seems to be seriously injured! He has been in the operating room for three hours. "How can the president leave! If the president leaves, what should Yan Tezhu do if he has three longs and two shorts.

Song Yiheng's footsteps paused, and his eyes became gloomy: "Su Yiqing, didn't I tell you not to get too close to Yan Hezhi? ”

Su Yiqing stretched out her hand to pull Song Yiheng's hand and shrunk, looking at Song Yiheng blankly.

"If you get too close to Yan Hezhi again, be careful that I transfer you out of the head office. Song Yiheng flicked his sleeves as he said and walked away. It's really annoying, it's really annoying to be forced to come to the hospital to see people who don't care during working hours.

Su Yiqing saw that Song Yiheng wanted to go away, and suddenly a very sad feeling floated in her heart, and she squeezed her little fist.

"President, why don't you let me have contact with Yan Tezhu? Yan Tezhu is a good person! He always helps me again and again!" Su Yiqing didn't know where she got the courage to complain about Song Yiheng, probably because she was worried about Yan Hezhi in the operating room, and turned her grief and anger into strength. broke out after being counted by Song Yiheng.

Song Yiheng felt a faint pain in the corner of his forehead: Jian Ai! This is the woman you have told you to take good care of. Look at how bad she is......

Song Yiheng ignored Su Yiqing, opened his long legs and walked towards the gate of the hospital. It's a pity that before I walked out of the hospital gate, the annoying mobile phone rang and made a noise.

Song Yiheng glanced at the screen, his eyebrows frowning impatiently. The bell rang again and again like an urge, and Song Yiheng was still no match for the man's insistence after all, so he pressed the answer button.

"Son! Is it badly injured! Is it dying!" The woman on the other side of the phone asked anxiously with a crying voice.

Song Yiheng was silent for a while, but he still couldn't resist the man's nervous paranoia.

"Very good!" Before leaving the hospital, Song Yiheng had already asked the doctor to understand. The ligaments in Yan Hezhi's hand were severed, so the operation took a little longer, and as for his person, his mental condition was still quite good.

"Do you see his people? You have to video call me, let me see his people!" The other party was unrelenting, and talked to Song Yiheng with a somewhat coquettish tone.

Song Yiheng rolled his eyes in annoyance, resolutely turned around, and walked into the hospital again. This hospital is a central hospital, and there are a lot of people coming and going. Many people saw Song Yiheng's appearance, and they all made exclamatory sounds, and some people took out their mobile phones to take pictures secretly.

Song Yiheng had a cold face throughout the whole process.

Only when I arrived at the door of the operating room did there be a slight decrease in the number of people.

"Click......" sound. The door of the operating room was opened, and Yan Hezhi was lying on the cart looking tired, his eyes were sleepy, and he couldn't open them.

"Yan Tezhu!" Su Yiqing hurriedly leaned over, her eyes shining with tears full of worry.

As soon as he heard Su Yiqing's voice, Yan Hezhi's spirit was shocked, as if he had come ten times and a hundred times the energy, and his warm palm covered Su Yiqing's cold hand: "Don't worry! I'm fine!"

Su Yiqing glanced at Yan Hezhi's other arm wrapped in plaster, feeling extremely guilty in her heart, if Yan Tezhu didn't pull herself, maybe she wouldn't have suffered such torture.

Yan Hezhi looked at Su Yiqing's little face that was pale with fright, and felt a little moved in his heart. Growing up, no one has ever cared about themselves like this. Even if she is her own mother, she revolves around other people's sons, where can she have time to take care of her own safety.