"go to hell!"
Before Song Yunran could make a sound, Chu Xiaochen raised the golf club in his hand and smashed it down.
The motor nerves of Song Yunran's whole body were mobilized at this moment. He bowed his head to avoid the first blow. Suddenly, remembering his head that had smashed glass once, he aimed at Chu Xiaochen's side and hit it!
Unexpectedly, Chu Xiaochen didn't move at all, as if he didn't feel any pain, a few red bloodshot eyes were cracked, he raised the club and slammed it down again.
The club hit his back firmly, and the pampered Mr. Song bared his teeth and let out a cry.
He turned around and kicked Chu Xiaochen recklessly, taking advantage of the gap between the opponent's staggering retreat, he rushed to the corner of the wall, picked up the fire extinguisher box on the ground, and smashed it as a throwing weapon.
Then he didn't care about fighting at all, and rushed out to the parking lot.
But before he ran out of the corridor between the elevator entrance and the parking lot, the sound of footsteps behind him followed closely.
Grass.
Song Yunran's heart almost jumped out of his throat.
This person is hanging up, won't it hurt? !
At this moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared at the end of Song Yunran's field of vision.
He recognized that it was Qin Ke, and subconsciously wanted to shout "Help", but what he didn't expect was that the words that blurted out were: "Run! Don't come over!"
But Song Yunran forgot that Qin Ke had never been someone who was willing to be obedient.
Qin Ke's expression froze, and he rushed to him in a few steps, pushed him towards the parking lot, and turned to meet Chu Xiaochen who was holding the murder weapon.
Everything happened so fast, as if it was just a gust of wind passing by.
Song Yunran's blood froze at that moment.
He heard the sound of the club hitting the person's body, which was exactly the same as when he was hit just now, but it seemed that it hurt more when he was hit by himself.
The brain instinctively made a judgment at this moment.
Song Yunran didn't look back at the scene of the two fighting, but rushed to the parking lot in one go, and shouted at the security guard who rushed over: "This way!"
After making sure they understood the message, they hurried back to help.
In less than ten seconds, Song Yunran was so panicked that he wanted to cry.
He was really afraid that what he would see when he went back was the tragic scene of Qin Ke lying on the ground in a bloody mess.
As a result, when he ran across the corner of the corridor, he first heard the sound of a cricket hitting the ground. Then he looked up and saw Qin Ke grabbing Chu Xiaochen's wrist, twisting it with his backhand, then bent his knees and hit the opponent's lower abdomen, directly hitting him. Man bumped against the wall and stuck.
Chu Xiaochen still wanted to struggle, but Qin Ke's other hand had pinched his throat precisely, announcing that the battle was temporarily over.
His movements are flowing like clouds and flowing water, and every move has a beautiful sense of neatness.
Song Yunran lost his mind for no reason, thinking that the martial arts training in "Jianghu Road" is really professional.
The security guards who followed also arrived at this time, and they signaled Qin Ke to get out of the way. Before Chu Xiaochen could pounce on him again, they used the anti-riot steel fork to push him back against the wall.
Chu Xiaochen didn't look like he used to be a popular star, he yelled loudly, "Let go of me! I'm going to kill this adulterer couple!"
"Be honest!" Several security guards shouted angrily.
At the same time, in the midst of his busy schedule, he did not forget to cast his subtle eyes on Song Yunran and Qin Ke, as if he realized in an instant that this was a gay love triangle entanglement.
Song Yunran: "???"
He came to his senses and rushed forward to make amends: "Who are you scolding!"
Chu Xiaochen glared angrily: "Of course it's you and Shen Yiyi! You seduced my wife and joined hands to ruin my reputation!"
Song Yunran: "..."
Oh, it turned out to be Shen Yiyi, I was taken aback.
He retreated to the side, finished calling the police, and said to the security guards: "The police will be here soon, please don't let him go, he is talking nonsense."
A security guard nodded: "Sir, don't worry."
From the surveillance video of the parking lot, they saw two people fighting at the elevator entrance and hurried over. Regardless of the truth, they would definitely not let the most threatening person at the scene go.
Song Yunran nodded, turned his face to look at Qin Ke who was standing in the corner, and softened his tone: "Are you okay?"
Qin Ke looked at him: "What about you?"
It's okay if you don't ask, but Song Yunran felt a burning pain in his back when he asked.
He wanted to touch his back but didn't dare, so he could only curl his lips and say, "It hurts me to death."
A trace of coldness flashed across Qin Ke's eyes: "Where is the injury?"
"I got hit on the back. It shouldn't be serious. Let's wait for the police to come."
Song Yunran couldn't care less about the image of the president, he leaned against the wall and sat on the ground, thought for a while and said, "Thank you just now."
"fine."
Qin Ke frowned, raised his hand to cover his shoulder after a while, and let out a muffled snort.
Seeing his action, Song Yunran hurriedly asked, "Your shoulder was hit?"
Qin Ke nodded: "I missed it the first time."
Song Yunran thumped in his heart, remembering that when Qin Ke was filming "Jianghu Road" in the book, Cheng Jiaming took advantage of the wire accident and fell off. The shoulder was injured, and his whole body suddenly became ill.
He worked so hard to help Qin Ke escape, but he still couldn't escape the doomed link of being injured
Qin Ke also felt the same in his heart, but compared to the last time he was framed and injured, this time he was not so depressed.
He glanced at Chu Xiaochen who was still cursing, and turned to think about other things.
Song Yunran was very disturbed: "Don't hurt your bones, you should go to the hospital quickly."
"Wait a moment… "
Qin Ke interrupted him, with a bit of vigilance in his tone, "He hates you and Shen Yiyi so much, will he only do it to you?"
After Song Yunran finished the inspection, he learned from the police that Shen Yiyi had been found.
Chu Xiaochen put her in the trunk of the car in a daze, parked the car on the side of the road, and changed another car to deal with Song Yunran.
"Fortunately, it was discovered in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
Holding the notebook, the policeman asked seriously, "Mr. Song, is it convenient for you to cooperate in making a record?"
Of course Song Yunran was willing, so he sat down and said, "Actually, I have long felt that something is wrong. It seems that someone has been following me for half a month. At first I thought it was Qin Ke..."
The policeman paused: "Why do you doubt Mr. Qin?"
Song Yunran was stuck for a few seconds before saying, "Just, I had a little conflict with him."
He said this with a particularly guilty conscience. He felt guilty for Qin Ke and was afraid that the police would expose him as lying.
Fortunately, the police did not become suspicious. After finishing the transcript, he said earnestly, "Young people, don't be suspicious of your friends. If Mr. Qin hadn't arrived in time this time, you would be in danger."
Song Yunran lowered his head, accepting the teaching with an open mind.
When the police left the ward, they got out of bed and wanted to see how Qin Ke was doing.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, Assistant Tang's mournful face greeted him: "Mr. Song!"
Song Yunran was taken aback: "Why are you crying, I'm still alive and not dead..."
Before he could say the rest of the words, he stopped abruptly when he saw the figures of Song Jidong and Bai Wanning.
Both of them were dressed in formal attire, so they could tell at a glance that they must have come from some business place in a hurry.
Song Yunran was scared all of a sudden, and he lay back on the bed obediently without his parents talking.
By the way, I didn't forget to cover the quilt.
Bai Wanning, who is normally a dignified business tycoon, also had red eyes at this time, and couldn't help calling him by the address he used when he was a child: "Baby, you have suffered this time."
"Don't call me baby."
Song Yunran hurriedly stopped him, but Assistant Tang was still standing beside him, so how would he behave if the news got out.
Unexpectedly, Song Jidong also raised the back of his hand to wipe his tears: "Baby, Dad will never let anyone who hurt you go."
Song Yun became numb, and silently put Assistant Tang on this month's assassination list, and said softly: "You don't have to be too sad, the doctor said I'm fine, just rest for a few days. Besides, Chu Xiaochen has already been arrested, No one will hurt me again."
"That's not necessarily true." Assistant Tang, who had been quiet for a long time, suddenly said.
Song Yunran choked for a moment, and said coldly: "I don't like hearing what you say."
How to speak, as if he was born to be beaten.
Assistant Tang knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly changed the subject: "Bai Dong, Mr. Song, don't worry. The murderer not only hurt Mr. Song, but also kidnapped his ex-wife. I asked a friend who is a lawyer and said that the sentence in this case is at least ten years." There will be no time at most, and he won't have the chance to see President Xiao Song again in the future."
"That's right, the combined lawyer teams of our two companies can't deal with him like Chu Xiaochen?"
Song Yunran and Assistant Tang stood on the same front. The two joined hands to comfort each other, and Song Jidong and Bai Wanning's emotions calmed down a little.
It wasn't until the nurse came to remind the family members that it was time to go back that Bai Wanning pulled Lao Song up and said to her son, "Then we will come to see you tomorrow. By the way, the boy who rescued you lives in the next ward. After you have had a rest, remember to ask for help." Go thank people."
Song Yunran nodded, and after the door closed, he stared at the ceiling in a trance.
Originally, he was focused on visiting Qin Ke, but after his impulse was forced to cool down, he suddenly remembered the purpose of asking Qin Ke out to meet him today.
Forget it, if Qin Ke really wants to get angry with him, then he should make a serious apology.
Song Yunran made up his mind, walked slowly to the next ward, and knocked on the door.
No one made a sound inside, and the bodyguard arranged by the Song family to guard the door said, "Mr. Qin may be asleep."
"Oh, it's okay, I'll go in and have a look."
Song Yunran gently pushed the door open, and while slowing down his steps, he also slowed down his breathing.
Qin Ke lay on the bed with his eyes closed, his thick eyelashes covered his eyes, and his face was a little paler than usual.
Song Yunran had never seen such a weak Qin Ke, and he panicked for a moment.
He stood by the bed and hesitated for a while, and finally stretched out his hand, trying to lift a corner of the quilt and look at Qin Ke's shoulder.
As a result, the fingertips just touched the quilt.
Qin Ke opened his eyes without warning, and Song Yunran's panicked expression was reflected in the dark pupils.
"You, why are you awake!"
He quickly let go, like a guilty ghost who was caught on the spot for plotting something wrong.
Qin Ke: "... I didn't fall asleep."
"Then why didn't you say anything when I knocked on the door just now?"
"lazy."
"..."
"There are bodyguards outside. If there is something urgent, they will come in and call me."
"Too."
Song Yunran remembered his purpose of coming here, sat on the chair beside the bed, thought for a while and planned to express his concern first, "What did the doctor say?"
Qin Ke said softly: "The shoulder joint is dislocated, but there is no fracture, just wear protective gear for a month."
Song Yunran breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately there was no fracture, otherwise he wouldn't dare to despise Cheng Jiaming in the future.
Immediately afterwards, he turned his head angrily: "I'm sorry, I'm the one who got you in trouble this time."
Although it was true that the culprit was Chu Xiaochen, but if this matter really had to be discussed, Song Yunran felt that he couldn't get away with it.
If he hadn't exposed Chu Xiaochen's true face during the live broadcast, he wouldn't have been hated by others.
What's more, he was the one who insisted on asking Qin Ke to meet today.
Qin Ke hooked the corner of his lips: "So how do you plan to compensate me?"
Song Yunran thought for a moment, and suggested: "How about giving you a few endorsements first?"
He was sure that Bai Wanning would definitely send Ning Dong's valuable commercial endorsement to Qin Ke immediately without asking for any additional conditions this time.
Qin Ke raised his thin eyelids: "As soon as I was injured and hospitalized, Mr. Song started to arrange work for me?"
"...?"
Song Yunran looked confused, he didn't mean that at all.
Although judging from the actual results, Qin Ke seems to be right, there is no reason why compensation needs to be done by others.
Song Yunran had an idea, blinked and said: "I'll give you a car, tell me which one you like, no matter what color, I have channels to help you get it."
In Qin Ke's mind, the colorful landscape in the parking lot of the upper courtyard in Xicheng emerged, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "It doesn't have to be."
"Well, what about the house?" Song Yunran asked cautiously, "Do you like the one you live in now, or do you want to buy a bigger one?"
Qin Ke was helpless: "That's all you see?"
Song Yunran was taken aback for a moment, and then understood the deep meaning of this sentence.
It's so vulgar.
They saved your dog's life, and they actually want to spend a few filthy money to get rid of it
"Then what do you want?" Song Yunran asked directly.
Qin Ke seemed to think for a while, but didn't seem to.
Anyway, after a while, he said slowly, "The meal that was supposed to be eaten tonight..."
Song Yunran understood: "I'll let them buy it, I invite you, please don't be polite."
Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly thought of an important question, "Ah, but your shoulders are like this, can you still move your hands?"
Qin Ke uncovered the quilt with his left hand, and showed him his fixed right hand: "No."
"Ah this..."
We need to find a nurse, Song Yunran thought.
Qin Ke glanced at him and smiled: "But don't you have hands?"
The author has something to say: When Mr. Song hit his head against the door and was hospitalized, how could he have thought of today (sigh)