It all happened in a blink of an eye.

The scene became a pot of porridge, and Gu Yingqing's breathing and thoughts were in the midst of the noise.

She got in the way and was knocked out of her way by security and paramedics who rushed into the arena.

Mr. Hua has been subdued.

She watched as the murderer was pressed to the floor, his hands were cut behind his back, his head and shoulders were pressed, and his face was pressed to the ground, unable to move.

He was still screaming madly: "Xu Anrong, you can't die well! You've ruined my family!"

Not far from Mr. Hua, there was a dagger the length of his forearm, which had been kicked away, stained with bright red blood.

Gu Yingqing cursed incessantly, and his eyes fell on Cheng Yuesheng.

Blood continued to drip on his arm, drop after drop, and it had curdled into a small pool of blood.

The suit on the inside of his right arm had been cut open for a long time, and the medical staff temporarily stopped the bleeding while guiding him to lift his forearm.

Gu Yingqing seemed to be an outsider, stunned to the side, as if someone had choked his throat, causing the beating of his heart to deviate from the normal rhythm.

"The wound is too deep and long, you need to go to the hospital immediately." The medic is talking.

Then, through the crowd, she saw him frowning, and left the scene for medical treatment with a solemn expression.

Xu Anrong, as the target of the murderer, was also protected, and she looked at Gu Yingqing to be frightened stupidly, and was squeezed into a corner, and retreated in a distraction.

Xu Anrong hurriedly came over and grabbed her, although she was shocked, she could still pretend to be calm and calm.

She grabbed Gu Yingqing's thin arm and checked it up and down, "Are you okay?"

Gu Yingqing reacted, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, he ......."

Her voice was choked again.

Xu Anrong arranged in an orderly manner: "Liang Qian, you go to the hospital with you to have a look, Gu Yingqing, you stay here and follow me to deal with the aftermath."

Liang Qian felt that it was inappropriate, "The aftermath is a little troublesome, there are so many people present, I'm afraid I have to use public relations, Yingqing is not familiar with this process, I will arrange it more appropriately."

"Yes." Xu Anrong was actually frightened, he was calm on the surface and could pretend to be calm, but when he needed to use his reason, he revealed his stuffing.

Liang Qian hugged Gu Yingqing: "Yingqing, are you okay?" Can I go to the hospital with me? If you're feeling unwell, let's take a look." Gu Yingqing's eyes were hot, and he suddenly said, "Yes, I'll go."

She lifted her skirt, turned and ran out.

Liang Qian looked at Xu Anrong, and Xu Anrong looked at Gu Yingqing's back.

At that time, Liang Qian saw the knife almost at the same time as Gu Yingqing, and Gu Yingqing was one step away from Xu Anrong than her.

In all fairness, this is just a job for Liang Qian.

She was afraid, she didn't have the courage to risk her life and rush up to block the knife for her superiors.

Liang Qian was stunned for a moment.

Xu Anrong treated Gu Yingqing like that before, what did Gu Yingqing want?

After Xu Anrong saw Gu Yingqing blocking the knife for her, would she feel guilty about what she had done in the past at this moment?

What she didn't understand was Cheng Yuesheng.

Facing the knife.

When he stopped it, it was too late to dodge, and if he grabbed the knife directly, the knife would still hurt Gu Yingqing.

He took the knife again after being stabbed for Gu Yingqingsheng.

Isn't he and Gu just a kiss from Lu Jialu?

*

Gu Yingqing arrived at the exit, and the car that sent Cheng Yuesheng to the hospital had already left.

She flagged down a taxi herself and asked the driver to go to the nearest tertiary hospital first.

Afraid that the guess would be wrong, she called Cheng Yuesheng's assistant, and the other party said that they did go to the nearest tertiary hospital.

It used to be more than ten minutes away.

Gu Yingqing remembered her acute gastritis before, and felt that she had been in his car for more than an hour, and the seconds were like years, but in fact, the car was driving fast, and it used to be more than ten minutes away.

She stared at the colorful night scene on the street outside the car, and there was an indescribable feeling

Seemingly.

Many of Cheng Yuesheng's behaviors are beyond her comprehension.

It's like a scene flying by at this moment.

She could tell that it was a tree, a shop, and a lamp, but she didn't know what kind of tree it was, what kind of shop it sold, and what kind of lamp it was.

When she arrived at the emergency department of the hospital, Gu Yingqing searched for a long time and found a few men in suits, she thought it should be the security personnel who came from the performing arts center.

She wanted to ask Cheng Yuesheng where he was, but she ran into an acquaintance, Lin Dongheng from the president's office.

"Lin Zhu, where is Mr. Cheng?"

Lin Dongheng showed her the way, and she walked to a single room behind the emergency department.

The door to the ward was open, and the curtain was drawn inside.

His assistant Li Fangchang was on the phone to deal with tonight's emergency, and after hanging up the phone, he stepped forward: "Xiao Gu?"

Gu Yingqing calmed down slightly, "How's the situation?"

After she finished speaking, she paused for a second and explained, "Mr. Xu asked me to come and have a look."

Li Fangchang's face was solemn, "The wound is too deep, I just injected anesthetic, and I am ready to debride and suture, it is estimated that it will take a while."

Gu Yingqing was in a trance, she listened carefully to Li Fangchang's words, but she didn't seem to hear a word.

She said, "I'll wait here."

Li Fangchang nodded and answered the phone again.

The hallway had handrails embedded in the wall, and she found a position facing the observation window, holding her bag in one hand and propping it on the handrail with the other, leaning on it.

I don't know how long I stood there, but the voice phone in my bag rang.

She picked it up, it was Song Qiwen.

"Are you in the hospital?" He had just seen her run downstairs.

"Yes."

Gu Yingqing stared at the white wall for a long time, the light was bright and dazzling, her eyes were a little flowery, and she blinked.

Song Qiwen said, "It's almost here at the Performing Arts Center, and we sent me over to take a look."

"Yes."

Gu Yingqing found that he couldn't say much, he was very tired, and he didn't know if his emotions fluctuated too much just now.

Lin Dongheng took a new shirt and suit and waited outside the door.

After a while, the curtain opened, and Cheng Yuesheng sat on the edge of the bed with his upper body naked, with his back to the door, and his right arm wrapped in gauze.

I don't know if it's because of the pain I endured before, but it looks like my muscles are stretching obviously, as if I have just finished a round of anaerobic training.

The medic came out with a cart, looked at the people waiting outside and said, "The wound is healed."

Lin Dongheng immediately sent the clothes in.

Cheng Yuesheng got up, took the shirt, the movement of his right hand was obviously restricted, Lin Dongheng wanted to help him, but he refused: "No."

He turned, and with a keen intuition, he looked out the observation window, meeting her eyes.

She seemed to be surprised that someone caught her eyes.

He looked at him dumbfounded for a long time before pursing his dry lips and turning his face away.

Inside, Lin Dongheng came out, Gu Yingqing thought about whether to go in, and Li Fangchang followed and went in again.

Cheng Yuesheng listened to Li Fangchang say things, and looked at her with his eyes from time to time.

Then the nurse came to hang water for him again, but this time the door was open and not closed again.

Cheng Yuesheng picked up the clothes on the hospital bed and handed them to Li Fangchang, while pointing out with his chin, his eyes touched the scene in the corridor, and his hand was in the air.