Who is this man? I don't think it's from those families.

Wen Zichen pulled Zhao Qingyan's hand: "Mother, what are you looking at?" ”

Before Zhao Qingyan could answer, he saw a carriage galloping over on the opposite side, rushing straight towards the old lady who had just gotten off the car and had not yet gained a firm foothold.

"Danger!"

Zhao Qingyan shouted, let go of Wen Zichen's hand, shook off the sugar gourd in his hand, and quickly ran over to push the old lady away.

Can't let this wagon crash over!

"Mother, be careful!" Wen Zichen's immature voice burst out, and his eyes widened when he saw that the galloping carriage was about to crash into his mother's body.

And because the speed of running over was too fast, Zhao Qingyan couldn't control his direction for a while. The lost carriage hit the wall behind her, and she was bruised by the carriage.

A tingling pain came, and Zhao Qingyan smelled the bloody breath coming from the air, and secretly said in his heart.

Before she could say anything to Wen Zichen, her eyes went dark, she shook her body a few times, and then collapsed.

"Smoke girl!"

In her ears, it seemed that someone was calling her, but she couldn't make any response. Consciousness is like being attracted to a black hole, forcibly dragged into a world that you don't know.

Then, completely plunged into darkness. The eyes can't see, the ears can't hear, the pain behind the back is isolated, and the soul seems to be separated from the body once again.

But this time, it doesn't feel like the last time I crossed over.

This time, will it be real death?

Consciousness was drawn deeper, the black hole was bottomless, and she didn't know where her consciousness would be led.

Panic, uneasiness.

Beside him, Wen Zichen's eyes were stung by blood, the sugar gourd in his hand fell to the ground, and he cried and pounced: "Mother! ”

"Mother, mother!" Wen Zichen hugged Zhao Qingyan's body at a loss: "Mother, open your eyes and look at me!" Mother! Don't die, don't die! ”

Someone next to her wanted to help Zhao Qingyan, but Wen Zichen guarded Zhao Qingyan and did not allow anyone to touch her. It was as if their touch would aggravate Zhao Qingyan's injuries.

The old lady from before walked over on a crutche, bent down and said, "Child, can you take your mother to the infirmary?" Otherwise, she would really kill someone like this! ”

There is too much blood loss, and the longer you stay, the more dangerous it becomes.

The old lady didn't react for a while, especially now that she was old, and she was suddenly frightened and couldn't come back to her senses for a while.

"Old lady, old lady?" The maid who followed the old lady was almost crying. It was too dangerous just now, and if something happened to the old lady, none of them would want to live.

Standing up from the ground and seeing someone surrounding a child, the old lady realized that Zhao Qingyan was injured in order to save herself.

Hurriedly walked in front of Wen Zichen, the old lady looked at Wen Zichen, and then looked at Zhao Qingyan.

Zhao Qingyan is now in a coma, this child is tightly protected, and they don't know how Zhao Qingyan's injuries are now.

"Whose child are you?" The old lady asked.

Wen Zichen pursed his lips, and his eyes were already red because he was anxious about Zhao Qingyan's injury.

The old lady was really kind-hearted, Wen Zichen hesitated for a while, grabbed Zhao Qingyan's sleeve and said, "My mother." ”

Hearing this, the old lady was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, nodded, and persuaded gently: "I know you are in a hurry, but only we can help your mother, hand her over to me, I won't harm her." ”

Afraid that Wen Zichen would not believe it, the old lady also added: "She is my big one, and I cherish her no less than you." ”

Wen Zichen was shocked for a moment when he heard this, and then hesitantly moved out of the way. Although he is still young, he can tell who is good and who is bad, and he knows that he can't do anything here.

Seeing that Wen Zichen got out of the way, the old lady hurriedly ordered her subordinates to carry Zhao Qingyan into the carriage.

I don't know how strong this girl is now, the old lady sighed and took Wen Zichen back to the mansion together.

The mansion is not close to here, but worried about Zhao Qingyan's injury, the old lady asked the coachman to return to the mansion as soon as possible.

Now that she was already weak, she was frightened, and the old lady was a little unbearable now, so after sending someone to find the doctor, she fainted.

"Old lady!"

When the people saw it, they were immediately frightened, and they made a mess for a while.

Although there are many people in the big gate, the news spreads quickly. After a while, the whole house already knew that Lao Taijun and Lao Taijun suddenly returned to the house, and not only that, but also brought back an injured woman and child.

Mrs. Cheng was originally embroidering flowers in her room, and now the wives of large families in the capital are popular to embroider purses, so Mrs. Cheng is ready to embroider one by herself, and when the women in Beijing gather that day, they can show off one or two.

When the news reached Mrs. Cheng's ears, she was unstable, and the needle pierced her finger, and a bead of blood suddenly appeared.

"How did this happen?" Mrs. Cheng frowned, hurriedly stood up and walked towards the old lady's house, and said as she walked: "Why did you come to inform me of such a big matter now?" ”

The maids on the side also felt wronged, and when they heard this, they came to inform Mrs. as soon as possible.

When I walked to the old lady's house, the doctor was consulting inside, and when I saw Mrs. Cheng coming, the maid on the side quickly told the results of the consultation.

"The doctor said that he was just frightened, and the old lady was not in good health, so she didn't wake up." The maid said.

As soon as the maid's voice fell, the old lady who was still lying on the bed woke up.

Hurriedly stepped forward, Mrs. Cheng said, "How is the old lady's body, do you feel uncomfortable?" ”

"I'm not hurt." The old lady waved her hand, looked around, and asked, "How is that girl in Qingyan, I want to go and see her." ”

So saying, the old lady sat up from the bed.

I was frightened just now, where did the subordinates dare to let the old lady get up, seeing that they couldn't stop it, Mrs. Cheng said: "This is also easy to do, you can rest here, and I will send someone to see what the result is." ”

As he spoke, he commanded the people around him to go down.

The old lady also knew that she was a little impulsive, but when she thought that the girl had been injured for herself, she felt distressed.

Waiting for the result, after a while, the subordinate who was sent came back, saying that Zhao Qingyan was in the mansion now and had not woken up yet.

When the old lady heard this, she got up and said, "But what's the big deal?" ”

"It's not a big deal, the injury is not serious, it's just that I lost too much blood and haven't woken up yet." The man replied.

Hearing this, the old lady's hanging heart finally settled down.