Carambola Creek raised her eyebrows and looked at Xia Zecheng.

Xia Zecheng glanced at Miss Zhu expressionlessly and sped up the car.

"Brother Cheng. Miss Zhu's surprise suddenly froze on her face.

Carambola Creek looked in the mirror.

I saw that Miss Zhu stood in place and watched faintly, her delicate figure was like a flower swaying in the wind, delicate and weak, and the knuckles of her small handbag were a little white.

"The second daughter of the third room of the Zhu family, Zhu Yunkou, Yunde's cousin. Xia Zecheng came over with one hand, pressed Carambola Creek's hair, and retracted it.

"Second daughter, does he still have a concubine?"

What age is this, and there are still grandchildren.

"The Zhu family has declined, but the old habits of the feudal era have been handed down. Xia Zecheng said lightly, "Next time you see her, stay away." ”

"She has thoughts about you, deeper than Bai Yun. Carambola Creek stared at Xia Zecheng and said.

"Don't think about it, I never paid attention to them. Xia Zecheng glanced at Carambola Creek helplessly, but his tense heart eased a little.

His girl, after waking up this time, her attitude towards him has changed a lot, and she will be jealous.

"I know, you will say in the next sentence that in the imperial capital, many little girls who know you have thoughts about you. Carambola Creek pouted, "Nanzhu aura, understand." ”

"What Nanzhu?" Xia Zecheng was puzzled and glanced at Carambola Creek again.

He didn't understand what she said a few times.

"Oh, it's a very handsome bamboo. "Carambola Creek is serious nonsense.

"......" Xia Zecheng was speechless.

She didn't want to say, so he stopped asking.

After a while, the car stopped downstairs in the imperial capital headquarters.

Xia Zecheng locked the car, restrained his galloping footsteps, and helped Carambola Creek to go inside.

"I'm fine, go faster. Carambola Xi had already seen the anxiety in Xia Zecheng's heart, and pulled him backhand to speed up.

The rescue room is on the second floor.

The two were quickly found.

A middle-aged man stood upright and upright looking at the light above the rescue room, covered in blood.

"Uncle Cheng. Xia Zecheng strode over and helped him, "How is it?"

"Young Master. Uncle Cheng seemed to have just come back to his senses, looked at Xia Zecheng with self-reproach and said, "I didn't protect the old man, I ......"

The seven-foot man, as soon as he opened his mouth, his eyes were red.

"Don't worry, talk about it carefully. Xia Zecheng was also anxious, but he restrained himself, helped Uncle Cheng to sit aside, and said comfortingly.

His calmness infected Uncle Cheng.

The matter is also quickly clear in Uncle Cheng's narrative:

The old man has an old comrade-in-arms who is sick and hospitalized, this morning, the old man made an appointment with several other people to visit, on the way back, he encountered a runaway truck, the car could not avoid it, and was hit squarely.

The old man was sitting on the side where he had been hit, his hands and legs were pressed against the deformed car door, and the broken glass was all over his face, one of which was pierced to the carotid artery.

The truck driver was frightened and voluntarily turned himself in.

The old man went into the operating room for rescue, and it has been about 50 minutes.

"Accident?" Xia Zecheng frowned after hearing this.

"Someone has already gone to check, but there is no news yet. Uncle Cheng said, raising his hand and touching the back of his head.

"Uncle Cheng, where are you injured?"

She felt that something was wrong with him.

"Mine is a minor injury, out of the way. Uncle Cheng shook his head, blinked hard, and touched the back of his head again.

"Let's check it out. Carambola Creek said, looking at Xia Zecheng, "I'll wait here." ”

"No, no, I'm fine, I'll wait for the old man to ......" Uncle Cheng shook his head again, blinking vigorously and continuously, but, before he finished speaking, he shook and fell down.

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