The speed of private jets is extraordinary.

However, Jiang Li didn't have Deng Qin's phone, and he couldn't contact anyone around Liang Zhouyue now, he was really anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and there was no hope anywhere.

It's been five hours since I arrived at AKS, but because of its unique location, even though it's close to evening, it's still as bright as day, and the sun is shining in the sky.

Jiang Li had no specific news, so he could only rush to the hospital where the injured in the accident were sent with the worst plan with Jiang Yun.

Because the audience didn't notice the car, which was later than most of the cars, it was unguarded, and the scope of the impact was wider.

The hospital lobby was overcrowded, and when the Jiang brothers entered, the service desk on the first floor was already surrounded by layers, and there was no room to go in and inquire.

Jiang Li looked around, planning to find the layout of this hospital first, and then find the emergency room.

If there was no Liang Zhouyue there, he could at least be relieved.

But just as his gaze reached the wall, he met Deng Qin's gaze as he descended the stairs from the second floor. Pulling Jiang Yun beside him, Jiang Li ran towards Deng Qin quickly, his steps were high-spirited.

He was not familiar with Deng Qin, but Jiang Li didn't have time to be polite, and his tone was very rushing: "What about her?" Is it safe? What's the situation? ”

Deng Qin pursed his lips, a faint haze appeared between his eyebrows, and then shook his head: "The situation is not very good." ”

"The car hit her?" Jiang Li's mood became more and more irritable, his usually handsome facial features were almost distorted at this time, impatience and worry occupied his reason, and let him roar in a low voice: "Where is she injured?" Clarifying. ”

Understanding his concern and worry, Deng Qin had no reason to be angry, raised his hand and rubbed his aching forehead, and said in a low tone: "Zhouyue was not hit by a car.

She was hit by a man at the scene of a car accident, injuring her waist and left calf. A sprain in the lower back, a fractured lower leg, and the doctor said that it could be recovered by resting. But she ......"

Deng Qin paused, endured the unbearability in his heart, and continued: "The person who pressed on Zhou Yue's body was very seriously injured, and there may have been blood on his face at that time, Zhou Yue probably thought he was dead and was frightened.

I was sobbing when I was unconscious, and I was scared all the time when I woke up, crying non-stop...... The doctor gave her a tranquilizer and is now just asleep......"

Just by listening to these words, Jiang Li could imagine the panicked and dangerous scene at the scene.

From motorcycles to formula racing, he has been a professional racing driver for seven or eight years and knows the dangers best. Over the years, there have been many accidents at the rally site, and the most innocent are the onlookers.

But now, it is Liang Zhouyue who is injured, which is more heart-wrenching than letting him have an accident in his own competition.

"Take me to see her."

Jiang Li pulled the short hair on his forehead fiercely, his eyebrows and eyes were full of anger, and the pace of going upstairs was fast and powerful, as if he wanted to see not his girlfriend, but an enemy.

Worry is the most basic, and he is more distressed now.

and Liang Zhouyue have been separated for three years, and the time they have been together for about a year, he rarely sees her injured, and even the only time she fell off the treadmill was also carried to class by him in the wind and rain.

Now, she has been affected by a car accident and needs a tranquilizer to rest peacefully.

Jiang Li didn't let her suffer this kind of grievance.

Liang Zhouyue was resting in the ward, and Jiang Li was alone in it. Jiang Yun asked Deng Qin to go out to eat first, and he found the corresponding department according to the doctor's information on the case list, and cared about Liang Zhouyue's injury in detail.

It depends on whether they stay here for the time being, or if they take Liang Zhouyue to a hospital in the capital for treatment.

The silence in the ward was lifeless, at least Jiang Li thought. For so many years, what he hated most was the smell of the hospital, which remained unchanged for eternity.

Sitting on the chair next to the hospital bed, he carefully studied Liang Zhouyue's quiet sleeping face.

Because of the effect of the drug, she doesn't cry or make trouble now, like a quiet and gentle sleeping beauty. But if you look closely, her eyelids are red and swollen, and the corners of her eyes show faint and dry tears.

Jiang Li didn't dare to touch her, for fear of waking her up from a dream of stability and beauty.

According to Deng Qin, what he is most worried about now is that Liang Zhouyue is suffering from post-traumatic stress reaction, also known as PTSD.

Although the theoretical odds are not large, he is really worried that she will suffer for no reason.

……

In the middle of the night, the light in the ward was turned off by Jiang Li, leaving only a small lamp next to the bedside table.

When sleepiness hit, he sat on the chair, buried his head on the edge of the bed, sleeping in an uncomfortable position, but he was not allowed to be picky, and gradually got used to it.

But before he could fall into a deep sleep, he was awakened by a thin sob, and he was instantly sleepy.

Not a surprise, but a few surprises.

He turned on the main light in the ward, and the room lit up instantly.

At this time, Liang Zhouyue, who was lying flat on the hospital bed, had woken up, she couldn't move because of a lumbar sprain, her left leg was suspended in a plaster, she raised her head helplessly, and her breathing became more and more rapid and obvious.

Some are like waking up in a nightmare with helplessness and fear.

"Zhouzhou?"

Jiang Li shouted tentatively.

In an instant, Liang Zhouyue's misty gaze froze, and slowly moved to his side, and there was a sudden light under his eyes, focusing on a bright focus.

"Jiang Li ......"

The tone at first was skeptical and incredulous.

Then she shouted twice, and seeing that he had not disappeared, she was sure that this was reality, not a dream.

"Jiang Li ......"

This voice contained a heavy cry, and tears instantly overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and he disappeared into his sideburns in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Li's heart was tightly pinched, as if he had been pierced by a bullet, it was difficult to breathe, and the pain was difficult to suppress.

He leaned closer, but because Liang Zhouyue injured his waist, he didn't dare to hug him easily, so he could only prop up his left hand on the bed, and his right hand slipped behind her back, holding her weakly, giving her love and comfort.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Gently stroking her back, Jiang Li tried to calm her down without the help of drugs.

The sound of a thin cry had always been in his ears, and his patience was at its most saturated ever. Maintaining this difficult and laborious posture, Jiang Li was hugged by her neck with both hands and hugged for a long time.

"Does the wound hurt on your body?"

Jiang Li didn't know that the anesthetic on Liang Zhouyue's body had not been strong.

Liang Zhouyue was reluctant to let go of his hand, his chin rested on his broad shoulder, shook his head very lightly, and swallowed his voice: "If you come, I won't hurt......"

In fact, the most painful thing for her was not the physical pain, but the bloody scenes at the accident scene.

She didn't dare to close her eyes now, the bloody face she saw before she fell unconscious tormented her like a ghost in her dreams, causing her frequent nightmares.

I don't know if there is psychological induction, in the few seconds when Liang Zhouyue was silent, Jiang Li seemed to be able to sense the source of her pain. Moving his warm palm upward, he grabbed the back of her neck and held her firmly in front of him.

The surrounding area was full of the crisp tobacco smell that belonged to Jiang Li, which made Liang Zhouyue feel extra at ease.

She closed her eyes slightly, and his low, soft voice sounded in her ears—

"Don't be afraid, baby, that person is just injured, he's just like you, just injured."

Jiang Li emphasized many times that he only hoped that Liang Zhouyue would not leave a shadow in his heart.

It was not only her trauma that he had to protect now, but also her psychological state, and he couldn't let her leave any seeds of problems behind.

so as not to germinate in the future.

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