"Miss Yan, did you get hurt anywhere?" Overhead, the voice of He wet clothes came again. Qingqian looked up and saw that He Shiyi's face was pale, although he was seriously injured, there was no trace of bitterness on his face. looked at his own expression, but he was full of worry.

"Nope". A shallow and trance-like answer.

Qing Qian was just frightened by the man's death, and he was timid and didn't care about anything else. At this moment, I realized that the hand I had just let go of and grasped the wound of He Shiyi's clothes was firmly grasped in place in a panic.

"Ahh Major Ho, your injuries? Qing Qian couldn't help but let go softly, and hurriedly let go, the blood on his hands was wet. The uniform on He Wet's body was originally a heavier military green. The sound is such a heavy color, and it can't suppress the blood, what a heavy wound it must have been.

"It's okay, Miss Yan is fine." He Shiyi looked at Qingqian and was not injured, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You're still bleeding." Qing Qian hurriedly took out the handkerchief he carried with him and covered the injured part of He Shiyi.

"Thank you." He Shiyi was no longer polite, and reached out to hold down the handkerchief, which happened to touch Qingqian's hand, and Qingqian hurriedly dodged. The four eyes are connected, and Qingqian is not such a stubborn xingzi, but it is just a momentary reaction. Seeing He Shiyi's smile on his face, he didn't feel sorry. But he didn't know how to explain it, so he just turned his face and looked at the auditorium.

Luo Rongkai's attendant has already come over here.

Most of the people in the auditorium have been slowly evacuated. Bright sunlight from outside shines through the high windows of the auditorium. A row of bright light shines on the red-lacquered wooden tables and chairs. However, the orderly tables and chairs this time are slightly messy after the chaos just now. The banners hung by students on both sides of the auditorium to welcome the speeches were still there, with black letters on a red background.

The tense atmosphere was gone, only a few student cadres and guards were cleaning up the scene, and occasionally a few broken words were heard. There was a moment of trance in the shallowness. Perhaps, there had not been a fierce shooting just now, and the speech was over.

The young lieutenant beside him, although his complexion was very bad. But he still maintained a good demeanor, and even the tone of his voice did not change in the slightest. Qing Qian suddenly recalled that when he met He Shiyi for the first time, he felt that he was a person who should not be underestimated. This person, in the face of such a chaotic scene, is still so calm and self-controlled.

"Major Ho." The voice of the waiter came from behind him, and Qing Qian was shocked to realize that he was still in He Shiyi's arms. He took a step back slightly and left He Shiyi's embrace.

"Minister Wang." He Shiyi looked at the person who came, and covered the injured area with his right hand.

"The commander sent his subordinates to take Major He to the hospital immediately." This Minister Wang looked to be in his forties, and when he saw the blood hanging on He Shiyi's chest, he didn't have the slightest hint of panic, and his tone of voice was like repeating.

I couldn't help but be stunned when I saw it, Mount Tai collapsed in front and remained unchanged, and the warlord acted like this.

"Miss Yan, please come with us." That Minister Wang suddenly turned his face to look at Qing Qian. Looking at the side door of the auditorium, there was already a large group of people standing, and it was the students and teachers who were in charge of the layout of the venue.

"Minister Wang, Teacher Yan is injured, you can hand her over to me!" Qing Qian was about to leave with Minister Wang, when He Shiyi's voice sounded.

"This ......," Minister Wang looked embarrassed.

"I'll explain it to the commander." He Shiyi looked at Minister Wang's sincere expression.

"That's good." Minister Wang groaned slightly, and then left again.

"Miss Yan, your hands need to be bandaged, let's go to the hospital together." He Shiyi looked shallow, and his eyes were soft. Although it is a gentle tone, it is not allowed to be refused.

"Okay." Qing Qian was wearing a Western-style short-sleeved dress today, and there was a small abrasion on her right elbow that was exposed, which she had just accidentally scratched. A small piece of abrasion, shallow before he could find it.

Qing Qian followed behind He Shiyi and left the school auditorium from the small side door.

Outside the auditorium, Wang Xue saw that he was leading the group of students and teachers to the classroom office. On the CAO field, some teachers are already organizing student gatherings. Qing Qian followed He Shiyi through the long flower bed belt, ready to go out through the side door of the second east district of the school.

The whole school is under martial law, and the main entrance of the Normal University is closed.

The car was speeding on the road to Huaijiang Hospital. The co-pilot, Wu Wu has urged the driver for the first time to drive the car faster.

got into the car, He wet clothes didn't say anything all the way. Sitting. With his right hand, he used a shallow handkerchief to cover the wounded part of his chest, and his head was tilted out of the window. This position has been maintained.

Seeing that his lips were getting whiter and paler, he couldn't bear to disturb him.

The screening at the entrance was so rigorous that everyone had searched their bodies. How could anyone sneak in? Qing Qian thought of the students and teachers who were taken away by Minister Wang, and his mind was disturbed. The commander-in-chief categorically does not suspect the guards around him, so there must be something wrong with the school. Just now, if it weren't for He Shiyi's protection. I'm afraid I'm also among the teachers who are being investigated.

This is the first time, I remember last time, he was coerced, and he calmly saved himself. Today is the same again, and I seem to have received his kindness repeatedly.

Qingqian looked back at He Shiyi's side face, on Qingjun's face, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was an abnormal flush on his face.

"Major Ho?" Qingqian's heart tightened, and he called out softly to He Shiyi, but he didn't respond for a long time.

"Major Ho." Qing Qian stretched out his hand and gently pulled the sleeve of He Shiyi, and his body fell straight to Qing Qian.

"What's wrong with the Major?" Wu Wu noticed something strange behind the car and asked urgently.

"Major He fainted." Qingxiao's heart has never been so flustered. Holding He Shiyi tightly in his arms, the hand that helped He Shiyi stop the bleeding couldn't stop trembling.

Wu Wu was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly urged the driver to speed up.

The man in his arms fell asleep unconsciously. There was a hot heat on his forehead, and he had shed so much blood, but he still endured it. got into the car and didn't say half a sentence. How tenacious is it going to be?

Wu Wu, who was in the front seat, was still urging the driver to drive the car faster.

Outside the car window, the big camphor trees flickered by, with large crowns and dense leaves, and very green. The speed of the car became faster and faster, and in the end, Qing Qian only saw a flickering green in front of him. The green stretches endlessly. Qingqian's heart suddenly calmed down, He Wet clothes will definitely be fine.

As soon as the car arrived at the hospital building, doctors and nurses greeted me. Stretchers, hanging bottles...... It's all ready. When the doctor lifted He Shiyi up from Qingqian's arms, Qingqian felt disappointed for no reason. It's as if someone has taken away something they need to do.

Surgery, for those who wait, is always long.

The corridor outside the operating room was extremely quiet, and the footsteps of Wu Wu walking back and forth were very clear in this quiet. The characteristic sound ......of leather boots stepping on the ground echoed through the corridors. Wu Wu walked in a hurry, and the echo followed the next footsteps, stepping on one another, continuously.

Qingqian remembered learning the piano when he was a child, and there were times when he was impatient. The little hands struck over and over again on the piano, and the sound was like the sound of the eager boots. The note has not yet risen, and the note has fallen. Zhang's mother, who was forced to listen to the piano, shouted: 'My heart seems to have been hung in my throat. ’

At this moment, her heart is also in her throat.

Qing Qian just sat quietly on a chair in the hallway, and his eyes were not fixed on the door of the operating room. She was wearing a white dress with dark flowers, and there were some blood stains on her chest. His head was bowed, and his face was covered with long hair. Wu Wu only glanced at the background, and then couldn't help but stop.

Why is Miss Yan so sad.