Seeing me jumping and shouting in the middle of the road, Jia Qing hurriedly stepped on the brakes and stopped beside me, and he got out of the car in surprise and came to me and An Lan.

"What's going on? Ling Yun, wasn't it okay on the phone just now? Why did you get injured like this in a blink of an eye, who injured you and An Lan? ”

He asked anxiously, and while asking, he leaned down, hurriedly hugged An Lan in his arms, and sent him to the car.

With tears in my eyes, I urgently opened the car door, sat on the other side of the car, and then helped An Lan, who was injured and unconscious, to be safe.

"Brother Qing, it's terrible, just now there was a group of masked people, with sticks in their hands, suddenly came out of the bamboo forest and beat me and An Lan, that group of people was kind to me, and they didn't beat me to death, but they were vicious to An Lan, and in the case that I protected An Lan in every possible way, An Lan was still beaten with a few sticks.

Brother Qing, let's hurry to the nearest hospital, I'm afraid that Anlan will lose too much blood and his life will be in danger. "My voice was already clearly crying because of fear.

I reached into An Lan's nostrils with my hand and felt a warm snort, which comforted me a little.

"An Lan, An Lan, wake up!" Worried that he would faint for too long and further induce encephalopathy, I called out to An Lan loudly, while Jia Qing drove the car at a high speed in front of him, driving forward quickly.

While driving, he called the police: "Hey, comrade police, just now there were three gangsters, at the entrance of the third phase of the Purple Garden Villa Community, they attacked two people with sticks, and now the injured are being sent to the hospital for treatment, please go to the scene to investigate quickly and see if you can catch the bad guy who beat people?" ”

Listening to Jia Qing calling the police, I don't have any hope of solving the case in my heart.

Because the bamboo forest where An Lan and I walked just now is a blind spot in the community, and there are no cameras nearby, so I think, I'm afraid that this beating will be in vain, and the police who usually handle the case are inferior to death, and I have long heard that there have been fights and thefts in the villa community, and the case has not been solved from beginning to end.

Until now, my only regret is that my father did not think about it thoroughly, so he bought the villa here, although the environment here is really good, but the security is so unsatisfactory.

Right now, An Lan is seriously injured, and the most important thing is to take him to the hospital for treatment, as for whether the murderer is caught or not is very secondary.

I don't know if An Lan will have big sequelae after being hit in the head this time.

Originally, after taking the drugs bought by Linato's relationship, An Lan recovered day by day, and his brain became clear day by day, when I saw the surprise changes of An Lan with my own eyes, my heart was very happy, but what I never expected was that such two terrible things happened today that I did not expect.

Supporting An Lan, I was anxious, calling out, mixed with tears, and finally woke up An Lan temporarily.

"Oops, it hurts!" After I called An Lan many times, An Lan struggled to wake up from his daze, and when he woke up, the first thing he said was that his head hurt because of the noise.

He tried helplessly to touch his wound with his hand, but I grabbed his hand for fear that he would touch it again.

"An Lan, Jia Qing is here, we will send you to the doctor immediately, you hold on for a few more minutes, and you will be at the hospital."

"Jia Qing, who is Jia Qing? And who are you? An Lan's eyes were full of confusion and incomprehension.

"I'm my sister, huh? Since you became ill, don't you like to call me Sister Lingyun? Have you forgotten? ”

An Lan's abnormal reaction surprised me, my recent careful care of him, so that he finally had a deep affection for me, he likes to rely on me, follow me, and like to call me a sister when there is nothing to do, now it's okay, when he was innocently injured today, he seems to have forgotten who I am.

Did the little feelings that had just been cultivated in his mind vanish with the blow of the stick? I'm really afraid that all the fruits of my recent efforts will be in vain.

Thinking of this, I leaned closer to An Lan's face and stared into his eyes, trying to remind him.

"An Lan, take a closer look, it doesn't matter who you forget who Jia Qing is, but you must remember that I am your sister Lingyun!"

"Who is Sister Lingyun? I don't know her, oops, it hurts, it hurts, I need to see a doctor. An Lan twisted his body in the car uneasily, and said these words unintentionally.

"Brother Qing, did you hear it, this is too terrible, An Lan's recent memory has been lost again, I finally let him remember who I am, all my efforts have been in vain, what should I do? What should I do? ”

Jia Qing, who was concentrating on driving, had clearly heard the conversation between An Lan and me at this time, and he turned his head and persuaded me worriedly: "Lingyun, don't worry, wait until you go to the hospital, let the doctor check An Lan's injury, maybe An Lan's temporary amnesia is caused by blood congestion in the brain, if the blood congestion dissipates, it should gradually improve." ”

Jia Qing's comforting words are not unreasonable, I have heard of brain injury patients in the past, there is congestion after brain injury, which will affect short-term memory, and when the congestion dissipates, the memory will slowly recover, so I have to wait for the doctor to check it, and then talk about it.

The car was speeding away, and in a few minutes it would be a few minutes before one of the larger hospitals in the city was reached.

I helped An Lan, but suddenly remembered an important thing.

That is, why didn't Jia Qing drive in the villa area sooner or later?

Could it be that he came prepared and deliberately came to stage a heroic drama to save beauty?

Thinking about it like this, I feel very terrible, if Jia Qing is really such a vicious person, then the gang of thugs just now should have been sent by him, right? But when I thought about it, I felt that the thug couldn't have been sent by Jia Qing.

Because I have a good relationship with him, An Lan and he have no grievances, although in the will he was listed by his father as the only person I married, and there is a tense competition between him and An Lan, but that should not be a reason for him to beat people and be disabled.

There is only one person who is most likely to do this, and that is Mr. Lu, if that Mr. Lu is really a murderer, he has been absconding for so many years, and today he was exposed by An Lan in public at the banquet, he will definitely feel very panicked and worried, so as soon as we left with the front foot, he sent someone to follow us with the back foot.

However, for the sake of reassurance, I still insisted on asking Jia Qing.

"Brother Qing, there is one thing, I really don't understand, why didn't you drive to the villa early or late just now?"

Jia Qing didn't realize that I was suspicious of him, so he replied casually: "Lingyun, that's the case, just now, after I called you, I originally planned to ask a friend to have dinner together, but I didn't expect my friend to reply that there was something urgent and asked me to make an appointment with him another day, so I didn't have anything to do for the time being, so I thought about rushing to the villa to see the two of you, and by the way, I will use the car to drive the two of you out to eat together."

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the third phase of the community, I accidentally bumped into you and the injured An Lan, which is really a coincidence. ”

"Oh, that's the case, fortunately you came in time, otherwise, I'm afraid that An Lan will worry about his life, walk from the depths of the community to the avenue at the entrance of the community, intercept the vehicle and go to the hospital, I'm afraid that it will take a long time, An Lan will lose too much blood, and there will definitely be a big problem."

Therefore, if Jia Qing sent a thug, he would no longer pretend to be a good person to rescue An Lan and me, he would not do anything to let An Lan sit still, and in that case, An Lan would completely lose the opportunity to compete with him.

Now, he came by surprise and happened to meet me and An Lan, it should be the kind of reason he said, it seems that everything is a coincidence.

It's me who is too careful, I shouldn't blame Jia Qing, on the contrary, I should thank him well.

Thinking of this, I thanked Jia Qing apologetically: "Brother Qing, thanks to you for coming in time just now, otherwise, I'm afraid something big will happen, so I and An Lan have to thank you." ”

Jia Qing didn't look back and said: "Thank you, thank you, no, it's all a family, don't be polite to me." ”

Hearing Jia Qing's warm words, I was both grateful and puzzled, grateful that he treated me as an outsider, and puzzled that in his heart, what kind of person did he regard me?

Soon, I rushed to the hospital, Jia Qing parked the car, and hurriedly picked up An Lan and ran to the emergency department, and I followed closely behind.

The doctor urgently bandaged An Lan's wound, took the patient to take a CT scan, and after doing various examinations, he asked the patient to be hospitalized.

It turned out that after the results of the examination came out, An Lan had obvious bruising on one side of his brain, and the doctor was worried that the patient would faint and fall at any time, so he asked the patient to be hospitalized.

The hospitalization is also for the sake of An Lan's safety, which I can understand, but what I didn't expect was that An Lan's hospitalization this time not only did not alleviate his condition, but also worsened.

Because he was frightened, coupled with the trauma on his head, he started a high fever again, and it turned out that he had lost a spleen in the car accident and had low immunity, so this time the condition was fierce.

That night, An Lan changed from a brief state of wakefulness when he was admitted to the hospital to a coma, and his whole body continued to have a high fever of more than 39 degrees.

When the doctor called me into the doctor's office and issued me a thin critical illness notice, I was always strong and brave, and I had been working hard to support me, but I finally couldn't hold back the despair and sadness in my heart and cried quietly.

With trembling hands, I took the horrible notice slip, and tears dripped down the slip and wet the list, and the handwriting on the list slowly became blurry, and slowly became clear, until they all turned into sharp knives, and pierced into my heart fiercely, making me feel so distressed that I could hardly breathe.