Chapter 1908

Chapter 1908

She always had a bad premonition in her heart, and she always felt that something would happen to He Lingling.

The car drove all the way in the direction of Zhao's house, and when passing through the city on the way, he found a hotel in the summer, took a simple bath, and then bandaged himself with some hotel medicines, and finally asked Zeng Qiang to buy him a set of clean clothes to wear.

After cleaning up like this, summer at least doesn't look so scary.

But in fact, Summer still suffered some internal injuries, but it didn't affect him much.

When it was almost nine o'clock in the evening, they were almost at Zhao's house, but at this time, Chasing Feng called.

"Did you find someone?" Summer said for the first time.

However, the tone of the chasing wind on the other end of the phone was very low, and said: "Door master, the person has indeed found it, but ......"

Halfway through the words, Chasing the Wind seemed to be a little afraid to continue.

Summer suddenly realized that something seemed to be wrong and said, "What's going on?" ”

"Dead!" Chasing Feng replied: "This afternoon, I jumped to my death in a Michelin-starred restaurant, and now the body is in the morgue of the hospital. ”

"What?"

At this moment, Summer's expression also froze, and he subconsciously wanted to turn down the volume of his mobile phone, but it was too late.

The car was quiet, and Zhao Xianjun had already heard everything coming out of the earpiece in the summer.

She looked at the summer in a daze, and tears had already burst out of her eyes.

He Lingling actually died, this is her best friend in college, and this time He Lingling's death must have something to do with Zhao Xianjun's incident.

For a moment, Zhao Xianjun couldn't accept it.

She finally couldn't bear the pressure in her heart, and threw herself into Summer's arms and cried.

Summer didn't dodge, but hugged Zhao Xianjun, which was not mixed with any feelings, and at the same time, Summer's heart also rose with endless anger.

"Zeng Qiang, turn around."

Zeng Qiang, who was driving, was stunned and said, "Brother Tian, you are about to reach your destination, where are you going again, you are injured now, don't toss around." ”

"Turn around."

The summer let Chasing Wind send the location of the hospital, and threw it directly to Zeng Qiang, and his tone was already low to a kind of freezing point: "The hospital on the map, within an hour, get there." ”

"Yes."

Even through the front and rear rows, Zeng Qiang could feel the cold aura emanating from the summer, and the temperature in the entire car seemed to drop by several degrees for a while.

From the current place to the hospital where they were, it was nearly two hundred kilometers.

After driving 200 kilometers in an hour, Zeng Qiang gasped.

However, Zeng Qiang did not refuse, a drift flicked his tail, and the Hongqi sedan turned around instantly, and then followed the navigation route and drove towards the hospital at a gallop.

Two hundred kilometers, an hour, it is difficult for a racer to complete this task, and Zeng Qiang is not a racer, so when he drove to the destination, it took nearly an hour and a half.

That's pretty fast.

It was a small private hospital, and it was past ten o'clock in the evening, and the hospital looked empty and there were not many patients.

As soon as the car drove to the hospital's open-air parking lot, Chasing Wind walked towards this direction, followed by two members of the Six Doors.

The three of them got out of the car in the summer, and Zhao Xianjun's face was still stained with tears at this time.