Chapter 443: The President Is Not Away

Zhao Siqing nodded and smiled at him.

There are a lot of people buying balloons, and they are all blocked on the side of the road.

Zhao Siqing waited outside the crowd, and his eyes kept falling on Huo Jingchen.

Huo Jingchen lined up, but his eyes kept falling on her.

At this moment, a black sedan suddenly rushed diagonally across the crossed road, and it crashed in this direction at a fast speed and like crazy.

Huo Jingchen's pupils shrank, and he ran towards Zhao Siqing quickly: "Qingqing! ”

Zhao Siqing subconsciously turned her head, and with the sound of scraping sparks and collisions, a car rushed in front of her in an instant, like a behemoth, instantly shrouded her in a shadow, and she didn't have time to react.

In the next moment, she fell into a warm embrace, full of familiar breath.

Her head was pressed tightly in his arms, and her vision was pitch black, and she could only feel someone protecting her tightly, rolling on the ground several times.

At the same time, the car ran over where Zhao Siqing was, and then hit the stone pier on the side of the road, making a loud noise.

A few seconds later, with a 'bang', the fire burst into the sky.

The entire car exploded in an instant, the heat wave swept out of the distance, and debris flew everywhere, like a sharp blade, scattered all over the ground.

After the sedan was blown black, it began to burn.

Zhao Siqing only felt that Huo Jingchen bumped heavily into something, and then after a violent shock, the two stopped rolling.

Zhao Siqing came back to his senses and hurriedly climbed out of his arms to see his situation.

The heat wave hit the face, and the people who hit it could barely open their eyes.

Huo Jingchen's eyes were closed, there were two abrasions and black ash on his cheeks, and his head hit the ground, gradually oozing a bloodstain.

There were no big wounds on his body, but because they were too close, a lot of debris splashed on his body when the car exploded, and small wounds continued.

Zhao Siqing's eyes were red, and the bottom of her eyes was covered with a layer of mist.

She hurriedly flipped out her mobile phone, called the emergency number, and then called Jiang Jingming and asked him to help contact the specialist who did the operation.

"Huo Jingchen... Huo Jingchen: How are you? Zhao Siqing grabbed his hand tightly, the hand that had just held her, and she was cold at the moment.

Because he didn't know where the injury was, Zhao Siqing didn't dare to touch him casually.

Realizing that his head was bleeding, he quickly took off his scarf and pressed it tightly against his wound.

The man's face turned pale and he didn't react for a long time.

Zhao Siqing's tears fell uncontrollably, crackling and falling on Huo Jingchen's face, Zhao Siqing looked at him and choked up: "Don't die, I'm afraid." ”

Not long after, Huo Jingchen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then slowly opened.

Looking at the tear-stained woman crying in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

He remembered that she didn't like to cry, but she cried for many people.

But there was never him among those people in the past.

Thinking of this, Huo Jingchen couldn't help but gently tug the corners of his lips, raised his hand with some difficulty, and his fingertips gently fell on her face, helping her wipe her tears.

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds, then burst into laughter, and her eyes were red from crying: "You're awake." ”

Huo Jingchen's lips moved lightly, and he said softly: "You kiss me." ”

Zhao Siqing was stunned, looking at the man in front of him a little distracted.

Huo Jingchen looked at her silently and did not make a sound.

Zhao Siqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was still dyed with tears, she looked at him, closed her eyes and slowly covered his slightly cool lips.

Mixed with salty tears, she kissed him indiscriminately.