Jiulan took it, pressed it to her eyes, and raised her head.

His neck was covered with beads of sweat, glistening in the light, and the back of his white hand was also shining, like tears.

An Xiaoli's expression changed, and she looked at him nervously.

The attention of everyone present was on him, huddled around him, noisy and noisy.

The team of doctors rushed over and treated him urgently.

"Crack Young Master!"

The director team and the organizers of the concert rushed over when they heard the news, their faces full of anxiety and nervousness.

They had already checked the security guards before the concert started, and they still didn't expect this to happen.

You must know that Jiulan Crack is not only a top-notch idol idol, but also the heir of the Jiulan family, if the outside world thinks that their security measures are not good, they will be in trouble!

Whether it's the fans of Jiulan Crack or the family forces behind him, they can't afford to mess with it!

The scene was chaotic, and the water around the Nine Lans crack was impassable.

An Xiaoli, who was squeezed into the corner, could only be in a hurry.

"Young Master Jiulan, the car to the hospital is ready!"

Someone ran in at the door and shouted.

The medical team dealt with the crack briefly and took him downstairs to the ambulance.

As Jiu Lan got up, a large group of people walked towards the door.

Jiu Lan Crack covered his eyes with one hand, walked a few steps, and suddenly paused.

"Young Master Jiulan......"

“…… What's wrong with you, Crack Master? ”

The fat dragon asked confusedly.

Jiulan Crack turned her head, wandering around the room before her eyes fell on a girl in the corner.

Then, he walked over to her.

An Xiaoli looked at Jiulan Crack and walked over in the eyes of everyone around her.

His face was a little pale, his eyes drooped on the other side, and he looked at her with dark eyes, and said, "Accompany me, okay?" ”

There was a hint of pleading in his low voice.

The people around looked at each other.

An Xiaoli couldn't refuse.

Escorted by the security guards, she was taken to the ambulance.

Xu knew that the situation was urgent, and along the way, the driver drove the car fast.

The doctors took care of him further.

The fat dragon sitting opposite him kept staring closely.

On the other side, Jiu Lan's pale hand held An Xiaoli's hand, closed his eyes, and leaned back on the seat.

From the moment he got an affirmative answer in the lounge, the corners of his lips curled up, holding her hand, and he never let go of it until he was in the car.

The palms of your hands are slightly moist.

An Xiaoli raised her head, turned her face slightly, and looked at him sitting there quietly, her right eye wrapped in gauze, let the doctors treat him, just frowning, as if trying to endure it.

In less than twenty minutes, the ambulance stopped inside the hospital.

The door opened, everyone got out of the car, and the doctors took her to the emergency room.

Then there is a series of checks.

The doctors in the hospital were even more at odds, perhaps knowing his family, and the doctors were nervous as if they were a fragile piece of rare jewelry.

Countless hands approached him.

As soon as the doctor picked up a piece of cotton with tweezers, Jiulan Crack immediately instinctively dodged it.

The doctor's hand froze in the air, and his face turned a little pale, thinking that he had hurt him.

Jiulan cracked this way, and the other doctors and nurses didn't dare to get it.

The air was quiet.

Jiulan Crack raised her eyes and looked at the girl behind the crowd, some of them reaching out to her.

"Come here."

Everyone turned to look.