Song Yichen fell to the ground, his eyes closed tightly, and his teeth clenched.

Qiao An was so frightened that she pushed Gu Mengyan away and rushed to him.

Squatted on the ground and shook him: "Song Yichen, wake up!" ”

"What's going on?"

When he was fighting with Gu Mengyan just now, she saw that his calves were not too convenient to move, thinking of what Ye Wanyi said, could it be true?

Song Yichen is injured?

No matter how she shouted, Song Yichen didn't open her eyes.

Gu Mengyan froze in place, looked at his fist, and was surprised.

He didn't use all his strength!

Qiao An slapped Song Yichen's face, but he didn't react, and couldn't help but complain about Gu Mengyan: "Senior, he is injured, he is a patient, why are you so heavy!" ”

"Call an ambulance!"

Seeing Song Yichen's car parked not far away, the mobile phone that had been taken out was put back in his pocket, "Forget it, let's send him to the hospital!" ”

It will take some time for the ambulance to arrive.

Gu Mengyan was speechless.

He shot heavily?

It is clear that she still cares about Song Yichen in her heart!

"Senior, come over and help me help him to the car!"

The situation was urgent, Gu Mengyan didn't say much, and followed her to help Song Yichen into the black Bentley.

Along the way, Joan drove the car fast, and kept muttering: "Don't have any trouble!" ”

Gu Mengyan saw all this in his eyes, was silent, and the light in his eyes suddenly extinguished.

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After a toss, Song Yichen was admitted to the VIP ward.

Gu Mengyan left the moment he was pushed into the ward because there were other patients.

No matter how bad Song Yichen is to her, the person who grows up in Qiao An's bottom is always him, not him.

Bitterness spread across the corners of his mouth.

As soon as Gu Mengyan left, Song Yichen opened his eyes.

"Thirsty!"

His injuries weren't serious, except for some pain in his calf.

The reason why he is unconscious is that he is pretending.

If it weren't for his pretending to be dizzy, how could he see that Joan cared about himself.

Seeing him wake up, Qiao An's head was put down.

Faced with his posture of being an important uncle, he didn't say anything and poured him a glass of water.

Song Yichen glanced at her and pulled his lips: "I can't move when I'm injured, do you want me to drink it myself?" ”

The bruises on the corners of his mouth made his face distort as he spoke.

He was not happy in his heart, and he was uncomfortable to see Joan with other men.

That feeling, like a thorn in the heart, although it doesn't hurt, it is uncomfortable and makes people panic.

Jo Ann closed her eyes.

Remind yourself again and again: don't meet with him! Not as knowledgeable as him!

Now that he's awake, she'll be able to go later.

Bear with me......

Walk to the bedside, bring the water cup to his mouth, and feed him water.

Song Yichen originally wanted to find fault, but he felt uncomfortable and wanted to quarrel with her.

Who knows......

Joan's reaction was like a dumb one, and she didn't say a word, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on him, which instantly made the restlessness die down.

She's too docile.

Meek made him panic.

There was a feeling that she was going to leave him completely.

With most of the cup of water in his stomach, Song Yichen's pale lips were flushed.

He leaned against the head of the bed and stared at the woman in front of him: "You don't have anything to say to me?" ”

Jo Ann put down her glass, still not speaking.

She and Song Yichen are better strangers.

Such a Joan made him feel powerless: "Joan, I'm talking to you!" ”