Chapter 192: Ning Zhixu, don't scare me

Yue Lingling and Yang Yong, who witnessed the whole process, were also stunned, Yang Yong was old after all, and he quickly came back to his senses. While scolding Yue Lingling's terrible behavior, she urgently dialed 120.

Yue Lingling was so frightened that her legs were weak, and she collapsed on the rostrum, and her face turned pale in an instant.

She.... She didn't mean to push people down. She just didn't want Nanyi to grab the microphone....

Nanyi stood firm, and subconsciously looked for Ning Zhixu after hearing the sound of falling.

There were only three of them on the huge podium.

Nanyi's heart sank violently, and unprecedented panic swept through the body.

Therefore, it was Ning Zhixu who fell from such a high place.....

Quickly run to the stage. Nanyi pushed aside the crowd around him, and when he saw the young man lying on the ground and the red blood stains around him, his heart and breathing stopped instantly.

Kneeling on the ground and grabbing his hand, the fear that crept through his heart turned red.

The little girl's voice trembled: "Ning... Ning Zhixu...."

The young man's face was pale and his eyes were closed, Nanyi had never been so afraid, he grabbed the young man's hand with one hand, and touched his cheek with the other: "Ning Zhixu, don't scare me." Ambulances, ambulances...."

She was helpless, she panicked, and it was a strong emotion – fear of losing.

Someone squeezed into the crowd, squatted beside her, and patted her on the shoulder comfortingly: "Xiao Nanyi." ”

Nan Yi seemed to have met a savior, and his tone was obviously crying: "Han Li, Ning Zhixu didn't wake up..."

The tens of billions of little princesses of the Nan family who want to be windy and rainy are helpless at the moment as if they have lost everything. Han Li was startled, and then coaxed: "Director Yang has already called an ambulance, don't worry." He probably didn't hurt his head, but he had an abrasion on his arm. It's okay. ”

"He bled a lot..."

The little girl couldn't listen to the comforting words, and was so anxious that she could only repeat the sentence.

And when she broke down and despaired, the fingertip of the man she held struck the palm of her hand. Nanyi turned his head to see that the boy was waking up, and gently dragged his head up and leaned on his shoulder.

The soft little hand touched the young man's cheek, and said distressedly: "Ning Zhixu, where did you fall?" Does it hurt? It bleeds. ”

The boy reluctantly sat up, his lips pressed against her neck and whispered, "I'm fine." You don't have to go to the hospital, help me to the infirmary. ”

At the end, he deliberately added: "I don't want to go to the penultimate number." ”

He now wants the moon in the sky, and she can give it.

Nanyi hummed and carefully helped the person up. Han Li came over to help, but was stopped by the little girl: "I'll just send him to the infirmary." ”

After all, Seventeen Seconds Xu Ye hates the penultimate and the bean paste bag too much, even in the moment of life and death.

Han Li's hand froze in mid-air. At the end, he took it back and inserted it in his trouser pocket, looking meaningfully at the back of the two leaving.

Although the boy leaned against her, the weight did not press on her.

Nan Yi grabbed his arm on his shoulder with one hand, and passed the other hand through his waist from behind, carefully protecting the person.

"Where the hell did you fall? Let's go to the hospital. ”

The young man gently shook off his injured arm and moved his wrist: "It's okay, it's just that I fell and hurt when I fell." Didn't hurt the bones, the skin hurt..."

The two gradually moved away from the crowd, Ning Zhixu turned his head and swept to Yue Lingling's panicked face on the rostrum, a mocking sneer overflowed from his lips, and his dark eyes were awe-inspiring.

Now she says that she hasn't done anything to hurt Nanyi, and no one will believe it....