Chapter Forty-Eight: Can't Keep Up

Ye Xunzhi slowly squatted down, stretched forward to caress Xia Yi's hands and trembled, and when he saw his blood-stained palms, he suddenly retracted, as if he were afraid of defiling the rare treasures he had treasured for a long time.

The clothes of the momentum were wrapped around Xia Yi's thin body, and the continuous loss of breathing and heartbeat made her whole person look very quiet and quiet...... Something doesn't go like that.

Ye Xunzhi's eyes became confused, he didn't know what would happen without Xia Yi, he was afraid to face the fact that Xia Yi might not be there.

He was afraid...... The person who lived in his own world that he had finally met was so easily gone, emptying his world and leaving nothing behind.

Ye Xun fell to his knees suddenly, no longer caring whether he would defile the treasure he held in the palm of his hand, and suddenly threw himself into Xia Yi's arms with his furry head.

Wang Song looked at his trembling back, and couldn't believe that the young master of the night family, who was once as unruly as him, would throw himself into a woman's arms and sob.

"Ahemβ€”" Xia Yi choked on two mouthfuls of water as he was confined and came out.

Ye Xun suddenly felt something, and hugged Xia Yi tightly in his arms.

At the same time, he swept his fierce gaze towards Xu Ke, who was trembling with fright.

"Night, night." Xu Ke swallowed his saliva, and couldn't say a complete sentence anymore, but he still said intermittently, "I've called an ambulance just now, and the horse will be there soon." ”

Ye Xun's fierce gaze was finally retracted, and Xu Ke gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Xunzhi, who finally regained his senses, looked at Xia Yi's eyes and softened a little, he gently put Xia Yi's body on the ground and lay flat, and straightened Xia Yi's messy hair and the corners of his clothes.

Looking at Xia Yi's pale and bloodless cheeks, Ye Xunzhi's heart throbbed and ached, as if he had been whipped by someone, hot and painful.

Ye Xun straightened Xia Yi's head, his left hand was down, and his right hand was pressed on Xia Yi's chest, and he pressed it down with some force, trying to drain the sewage that Xia Yi had accumulated in his chest.

After thirty presses, Ye Xunzhi gently pinched Xia Yi's nose and pinched her chin, making her open her snow-white lips and teeth.

Ye Xunzhi leaned over in this position and sent his thin lips up.

When he felt the icy coolness of the pool water and the foul smell, Ye Xun paused for a moment, but still passed his breath.

After two breaths, Ye Xunzhi repeated the previous operation of pressing the chest.

Luckily, after three second compressions, Xia Yi finally coughed twice and spat out a mouthful of turbid water.

Ye Xunzhi was immediately ecstatic, at least he hadn't lost this person yet.

He jerked Shay up and let her head rest in his broad arms, snuggling comfortably.

At this time, he wished that he could be like a disobedient kitten, fluttering restlessly in his arms.

But looking at Xia Yi's closed eyes, the usual sparkling eyes also closed its door at this time.

Ye Xunzhi tightened Xia Yi into his arms again, as if he wanted to rub it into his body, no longer looking at her pale cheeks.

He strode away and rushed downstairs. Because he heard the sound of the ambulance horn.

Seeing Wang Song, who was standing on the side completely stunned like a fool, Ye Xunzhi squinted: "Keep up." ”

But Ye Xunzhi obviously overestimated Wang Song's physical strength, so he used Ye Xunzhi's strength to hold a big living person and rush out at the speed of a 100-meter race.

Wang Song couldn't keep up, looking at the figure of Ye Xun walking away, and silently lit a wax for himself.

He was halfway through the run and realized that he could take the elevator, and suddenly felt that sooner or later he would die stupidly.

But what made him even more frightening was that by the time he took the elevator downstairs, the ambulance had already left.

So how fast is the night......

Wang Song had no choice but to take a taxi and rushed to the hospital alone.

After arriving at the hospital, Wang Song understood what surprise was, no, it was that fright always happened again and again.