Song Xiang looked at the several steel needles on his knees that were pierced into his flesh. His thoughts were complicated, and he immediately pulled out various people to question them.
Yan Han looked serious, raised his head and glanced at her, "You are really capable. There are people everywhere who want you to die."
The car was going so fast just now. If Leng Buding got distracted and the steering wheel slipped a little, someone might be killed.
Song Xiang shuddered when he thought of this level, and silently clenched his hand on the stone.
The clothes were given to her by Yangliu, but she had a gut feeling that they were not Yangliu.
There are so many people in the company who are jealous of her, anyone could do it.
Yan Han stood up, put one hand on his belt, and made a quick decision, "Go to the hospital first."
The racing baby who had been keeping silent next to him stood up and whispered: "The ambulance has been called."
As soon as she finished speaking, the faint sound of an ambulance came over.
Song Xiang looked towards the intersection, but she didn't see an ambulance immediately, but a red racing car.
The racing car stopped gracefully. Duan Ge got out of the car and immediately locked eyes with Song Xiang sitting on the stone.
He noticed Song Xiang's torn pants, his eyes widened in an instant, and he rushed over, heading straight towards Yan Han.
"asshole!!"
Song Xiang:???
She had no time to react and saw Duan Ge punching Yan Han.
In the flash of lightning, Yan Han shrewdly avoided the punch and took several steps back.
Duan Ge's punch was empty, but if it wasn't enough, he immediately threw a second punch.
Song Xiang was speechless and immediately said, "Stop!"
Duan Ge stopped and turned around in disbelief, "Are you protecting him?"
Song Xiang was confused and didn't understand why this conversation suddenly entered a vulgar idol drama script.
She rolled her eyes and pointed at her leg, "I was hit in a car accident!"
Duan Ge was stunned for a moment, "Then your pants..."
Song Xiang was speechless, "Mr. Yan is just checking it for me."
"Fart, who does this for inspection?" Duan Ge said harshly.
He snorted harshly and coldly, his eyes mocking with disdain: "You usually play well."
Duan Ge choked, and Yan Han was right. He had indeed played forced play. At that moment when he saw Song Xiang's pants being ripped open, his first reaction was that it was impure.
The atmosphere is stiff.
Just when Song Xiang felt that he was about to suffocate, the ambulance finally came.
The nurses and doctors who came down were in a hurry, with unkind expressions on their faces. They were probably very annoyed by people racing to death.
Song Xiang was carried on a stretcher, and none of the nurses looked kindly on her.
Suddenly facing Yan Han, everyone in the car changed their attitude. The nurses looked at each other, expressing shock with their eyes, and giving hints to each other.
Living in severe cold?
Song Xiang curled her lips and pretended to be polite, "Mr. Yan, I can go alone."
"No!" The nurse quickly seized the opportunity and looked at Yan Han with bright eyes, "You must be accompanied by... family members."
"Is he just a family member?" Duan Ge glared at the nurse and climbed into the car quickly, "I'll go with you."
"I don't count as a family member, do you?" Yan Han raised his eyelids, looked at Duan Ge slightly provocatively, and then suddenly took a step forward and got into the car directly.
Song Xiang was shocked, "Mr. Yan?"
Are you so free? Do you have to go to the hospital to smell disinfectant?
Yan Han leaned against the carriage and kept his eyes straight, "In case you want to blackmail me, I feel more at ease going to see it myself."
Song Xiang: "..."
whispering sound--
She pouted calmly, lay down unceremoniously, and stopped looking at the two people around her.
There were people in the carriage. A few nurses looked a little unserious when they saw that Song Xiang was fine. Their eyes wandered back and forth between Yan Han and Duan Ge.
Yan Shen is as handsome as on TV, and the unknown handsome guys are not much different.
Thinking of this, several pairs of eyes couldn't help but look at Song Xiang.
The injuries on Song Xiang's face were not fully healed, her hair was messy, her clothes were wrapped crookedly around her body, and her pants were still in tatters.
Tsk——
Are the men blind?
Several nurses pouted at each other, feeling that their world view had collapsed.
The atmosphere was weird all the way to the entrance of the hospital.
Yan Han and Duan Ge were sitting at the door of the car, but they looked at each other at the same time, neither of them intending to get out of the car.
"You two, we're here." The nurse reminded awkwardly.
Yan Han didn't respond.
Duan Ge clicked his tongue, "You go down first, I want to carry Song Xiang."
Yan Han remained as firm as a mountain, speaking bluntly and sarcastically: "You can send her to the hospital for a meal, are you sure you can carry her out safely?"
Duan Ge frowned, "When will I..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly remembered the ring incident last time, and the rest of the words choked in his throat, and he could only stare at Yan Han fiercely.
The two sides faced off, Yan Han's attitude was calm, and he clearly won, but Duan Ge refused to admit it and remained motionless.
Song Xiang was speechless and sat up from the stretcher with an expressionless face, "I can leave without the kindness of you two."
After saying that, she struggled to get off the stretcher with her other leg, bent down despite the pain, passed directly between the two men, and jumped off on one foot.
hiss--
The pain caused her to grin when she touched the wound.
The whole car of nurses couldn't stand it and looked at each other in confusion. Sure enough, not everyone can bear the love of the male god.
Immediately, he was filled with love and hurriedly got out of the car, supporting Song Xiang one by one.
In the car, Yan Han watched Song Xiang being helped away, his brows furrowed, and he was about to get off the car in a very unhappy mood.
Suddenly, Duan Ge stretched out his leg and blocked his way.