Mo Yurou's voice was trembling when she spoke, and the hand holding Zhao Keer was also trembling. Her eyes were fixed on the car that was frozen on the TV screen, and she no longer dared to think too much about it.
Zhao Keer nodded immediately, then held Mo Yurou's hand and said.
"Don't worry, come on, put on your clothes and shoes, I'll take you there."
Seeing Mo Yurou like this, Zhao Keer understood everything. Mo Yurou really fell in love with Xiao Zichen. At this time, Zhao Keer just wanted to take Mo Yurou to the scene as soon as possible.
Zhao Ke'er was actually scared in her heart. It was Mo Yurou who drove Xiao Zichen away just now. If something happened to Xiao Zichen, I'm afraid Mo Yurou would never be able to forgive herself. Maybe she wouldn't even have the courage to live.
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On the TV, the traffic accident was still being broadcast, and the scene at this time was once fixed on Xiao Zichen's car.
The car was severely deformed, all the airbags in the cab were deployed, the cab door was also knocked off, and some blood could be seen vaguely on the airbags.
Zhao Ke'er and Mo Yurou left Huating Garden as quickly as possible and rushed towards the scene of the incident.
It seems that God is deliberately testing the relationship between Mo Yurou and Xiao Zichen. This rainstorm seems to continue to fall without any sign of stopping.
The wipers were turned on to the maximum, and the visibility was probably only about five or six meters in front of him. Although Zhao Ke'er was impatient, he didn't dare to drive the car too fast.
Mo Yurou was sitting in the co-pilot. Although she wanted to fly over, she saw the bad weather outside and didn't dare to rush Zhao Keer. She could only keep calling Xiao Zichen's number, but the response from the phone was always
Desperate busy tone.
The place of the accident was not far from Huating Garden, but due to the heavy rain, Zhao Keer and Mo Yurou drove for more than ten minutes before arriving at the accident site.
Due to a traffic accident, there was traffic control ahead. Mo Yurou looked at the congested road ahead and opened the door and got out of the car.
Zhao Keer didn't expect Mo Yurou to get out of the car suddenly. Seeing that she didn't even have an umbrella, she got out of the car and quickly chased after her with an umbrella in hand.
"Yurou, please slow down and hold the umbrella quickly."
There were still three to four hundred meters away from the accident site. Mo Yurou ran all the way. In the dark night of heavy rain, only a slender figure could be seen holding an umbrella and running forward crazily.
A few minutes later, the two people arrived at the scene of the incident. Surrounded by the sound of sirens, ambulances, fire trucks, and the wails of the injured, the scene was extremely chaotic.
"Stop, no unauthorized persons are allowed to enter."
Mo Yurou didn't notice the warning line in front of her at all. After getting closer, she kept looking for that familiar figure in the crowd. Finally she saw the familiar car. Mo Yurou rushed over without caring about anything, but
After taking only two steps, he was stopped by two assisting police officers maintaining law and order.
"Let me go in. I know the person in that car. Let me go over. I want to find him."
Mo Yurou pointed at the deformed black car that could only be identified by its license plate number, almost crying and pleading.
But the two assisting police officers were also very stubborn and didn't know how to adapt at all. They blocked Mo Yurou outside the cordon and said.
"Madam, I'm sorry, only family members can go in now. Don't worry, we will do our best to save your friend. You'd better wait patiently outside and don't affect the rescue work inside."
"I'm a family member. That's my husband's car. That's Mr. Xiao's car of Sino-Ocean Group. My name is Mo Yurou, the chairman of Yaohua. He and I are husband and wife. Please let me in quickly."
The two police officers looked at each other with doubts on their faces. After all, if they were really a couple, they should have identified themselves from the beginning.
At this time, Zhao Keer saw a traffic policeman standing in the distance and immediately said to the two assisting police officers.
"I know your horse captain. The person who had the accident was really my friend's husband. If you don't believe me, ask the horse captain."
While Zhao Ke'er was talking, the horse captain happened to be walking towards this side holding a wounded man. When he saw Zhao Ke'er, he immediately walked over. After hearing the explanation of the two policemen, he immediately opened the cordon.
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"Let's go in, but the scene is a bit chaotic. I just came here, and I didn't notice whether Mr. Xiao is among the injured. By the way, you go in, there is a treatment point for lightly injured people over there."
The horse captain pointed to an open space about a hundred meters away. There were several tents there and a group of people standing there.
Mo Yurou didn't wait for Captain Ma to finish speaking and was already running in that direction. Upon seeing this, Zhao Keer said thank you and immediately chased after her.
Mo Yurou was afraid of missing Xiao Zichen, so she looked around all the way, especially when she passed by the deformed car. Her hand holding the umbrella tightened, and her face turned slightly pale when she saw the blood diluted by the rain.
"Yurou, are you okay?"
Realizing that something was wrong with Mo Yurou, Zhao Keer hurriedly chased after her.
Mo Yurou shook her head and trotted towards the treatment center.
When she arrived at the treatment point and saw the injured people covered in blood, Mo Yurou's emotions became extremely tense.
There were thirty or forty injured people crowded inside several small awnings, some with their faces covered in blood, and some dragging their injured hands and howling in pain.
Mo Yurou searched for each one in the crowd, and asked when she caught someone.
"Have you ever seen a man about thirty years old, wearing a brown coat, with a cold face, about 1.85 meters tall?"
"No."
"Sorry, didn't pay attention."
"Ma'am, there are only minor injuries here. Why don't you go to the hospital that treats the wounded and ask."
I asked several people and the answers were all the same: I don’t know.
"Ma'am, look over there. I just saw the rescuers carrying a body. It was dressed very similar to what you described."
At this time, a middle-aged man pointed to an open space not far away and said cautiously.
When Mo Yurou heard that, she dropped the umbrella in her hand to the ground. She stood there blankly with a look of horror. The next second, she ran out of the awning.
"Hey, what are you talking about?"
Zhao Keer yelled at the man angrily, then turned around and chased him out.
In the heavy rain, Mo Yurou ran frantically in that direction. There was a layer of oilcloth covering the open space, with a few feet exposed. Mo Yurou didn't dare to think about it.
The heavy rain hit Mo Yurou's face, mixing with tears.
The night that had just entered spring was actually similar to winter, it was extremely cold. At this time, Mo Yurou had already been wet by the rain, but compared to the coldness of her body, her heart was truly cold.
When she came to the edge of the open space and looked at the thick layer of oilcloth, Mo Yurou stopped and hesitated for a long time but did not dare to take a step forward.
Zhao Keer looked at Mo Yurou's soaked clothes, frowned, took off his coat and put it on Mo Yurou, then handed the umbrella to Mo Yurou and said.
"I'll help you see it."
With that said, Zhao Keer was about to step forward. In fact, she was very nervous now. If there was really Xiao Zichen here, it would not only destroy Mo Yurou, but also a fatal blow to the Xiao family.
"Yurou."
At this time, a man's deep voice came from the sound of heavy rain.
Zhao Keer stopped, turned around, and suddenly laughed uncontrollably.
At this time, Mo Yurou looked panicked and turned her back to the direction of the sound. After hesitating for a long time, she finally turned around.
When she saw Xiao Zichen appear in front of her intact, at that moment, all her strength collapsed completely, and Mo Yurou squatted on the ground like a child and cried loudly.
Time seemed to have returned to more than a year ago. When Xiao Zichen saw Mo Yurou's helpless and sad pain, he suddenly remembered that time at the London Airport. Didn't this woman also appear in front of him in this state? But at that time, he ignored it.
Understand the worry and fear in Mo Yurou's heart at the moment.
Xiao Zichen looked at Mo Yurou, who had been crying, and her heart tugged together.
After leaving Mo Yurou's apartment, Xiao Zichen was really angry and desperate, but now, all the resentment in his heart was completely released with this cathartic cry.
Xiao Zichen walked over, hugged Mo Yurou, and helped her up. Just as he was about to speak, Mo Yurou suddenly punched her.
"Xiao Zichen, why don't you answer the phone? Do you know how many calls I have made to you? Do you know how worried I am about you? Why don't you answer my phone? Why!"
At the end of the story, Mo Yurou threw herself directly into Xiao Zichen's arms and began to feel pain. This time she cried with relief, with excitement, and for the rest of her life after the disaster.
"I'm sorry, my phone broke. It's my fault. I should have called you as soon as possible. I'm sorry that I made you worry."
At this moment, Xiao Zichen just wanted to hug this woman who was crying for him. At this moment, Xiao Zichen could clearly feel the worry and tension coming from Mo Yurou.
But after hugging her for a while, he suddenly let go of Mo Yurou, and frowned when he saw the wet clothes inside Mo Yurou's coat.
"Why are you so wet? Don't you know you can't catch cold? Come on, go back quickly."
With that said, Xiao Zichen picked up an umbrella on the ground, pulled Mo Yurou and was about to leave, when he noticed Zhao Keer beside him.
The two people's eyes met, and Zhao Keer immediately nodded in understanding and said.
"I'm going back first. You guys have a good talk and let her take a hot bath when she goes back."
After saying that, Zhao Keer left.
At this time, Liu Mingyu, who received the call, rushed over. Seeing Xiao Zichen and Mo Yurou's embarrassed appearance, he didn't ask any questions and stood aside silently.
Xiao Zichen hugged Mo Yurou and felt that she was shivering from the cold. He threw the umbrella in his hand to Liu Mingyu, then picked up Mo Yurou and left the scene of the accident.
As soon as he got in the car, Xiao Zichen took off Mo Yurou's coat, then found a few blankets, wrapped Mo Yurou tightly, and raised the temperature of the car, so that he had time to take care of himself.
Xiao Zichen took off his clothes, and there was only a thin shirt underneath. His entire back was stained red with blood. Only then did Mo Yurou think of asking about Xiao Zichen's injuries.