Yan Han ran all the way downstairs, and when he heard the explosion, his heart sank heavily.
He rushed out the door and saw Song Xiang being dragged half-body into the car.
His eyes were about to burst, and before Yan Song and others arrived, he had already driven a car and chased him out.
The car in front drove very fast and quickly entered the road. Yan Han pressed the accelerator to the bottom and locked his eyes on the car in front.
However, as soon as he reached the intersection, two cars rushed out from the side and hit his car directly.
He turned the steering wheel hard and was hit by one of them.
The loud banging noise instantly disrupted the traffic on the entire road.
Ahead, Song Xiang knew that he had been hit by something messy, and his body was shaking wildly. He stared at the rearview mirror, and his pupils dilated when he saw that the car behind him was hit.
She couldn't understand what the people in the car said, but their tone was very urgent. One of them crazily stuffed medicine into her mouth, as if he didn't expect her to react so violently.
Song Xiang's body tensed up, and she felt that her chest was about to explode with pain. Physiological tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and her voice was stuck in her throat.
A white light flashed in her mind, and she opened her mouth wide, then lost all strength.
…
"Don't worry, the drug allergy is no big problem for the time being."
"Don't let her die."
"Of course, only you can decide whether she dies or not."
Song Xiang heard these words in a daze and wanted to open his eyelids, but found that his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
Her side was obviously sunken, someone sat down next to her, and then, a cold hand touched her forehead.
Song Xiang felt that her heartbeat was very fast. It was not because she was nervous or scared, but because she was physically flustered, which was particularly uncomfortable.
"When will she wake up?"
A very recent sentence made her think of a person quickly.
——Chu Xun.
How is that possible.
He should be in Oslo.
Song Xiang was frightened in her heart and wanted to move, but she felt that her body did not belong to her and she could not move her hands or feet.
"You should be able to open your eyes within half an hour."
"That's good." The man chuckled.
With a faint smile, Song Xiang could guess the expression of the person in front of him even without opening his eyes.
"Don't be afraid, if you take it slow, your body hasn't adapted yet," he said.
Song Xiang really wanted to get up and slap him, but at this time he actually told her not to be afraid.
"At this time, everyone who should come should have arrived, and what should appear should also appear."
What?
Song Xiang moved his eyes, thinking about the meaning of this sentence.
What exactly does he want to do?
Suddenly, cold palms covered her moving eyes.
Song Xiang trembled slightly.
In the flash of lightning, she thought of the deal that Yan Han said about giving her one eye.
shudder.
"These eyes really look like that woman." He said.
Song Xiang swallowed and her breathing became rapid.
Sure enough it was him.
"While you're still awake, let me tell you a story, okay?"
Song Xiang was speechless.
She couldn't refuse anyway.
The man moved his body and actually lay down next to her, turning sideways and talking to her. A faint medicinal fragrance floated over, which was unique to him.
"Are you checking d.nk?"
Song Xiang was silent.
"It's just one eye, but he's so scared that he doesn't hesitate to risk getting himself into trouble by cooperating with the authorities. This shows how much he values you."
The man's voice was slow, Song Xiang's drug reaction gradually calmed down, and her heartbeat slowed down.
"If it were a heart, wouldn't he be going crazy?"
Song Xiang gritted his teeth, boundless fear instantly crawled up his back, and his scalp went numb.
Because the hand covering her eyes suddenly moved to her heart.