The ambulance blew its horn all the way, and everyone on the road gave way to it. It only took more than half an hour to arrive at the Armed Police Hospital.
Song Ci is still breathing, and the blood has basically stopped, but his consciousness is not yet clear. As soon as she arrived at the hospital, she was taken into the operating room by the surgical team who had already been waiting at the gate of the hospital.
I don't know where Han Zhan's ability came from. This operation shocked the surgical director of the Armed Police Hospital. "
After the operation, Song Ci had to wait for observation in the operating room, and the director left early with his assistant.
Seeing the director coming out of the operating room, Han Zhan got up and walked in front of him, and said to him, "Director Su, you have worked hard. How is the result of the operation?"
Director Su had time to stare at Han Zhan carefully. "Long time no see, Han Zhan." Director Su looked at Han Zhan with nostalgia.
The corner of Han Zhan's mouth twitched into an indescribable smile. "Yes, long time no see." The last time we met was eight years ago. Director Su amputated the right index finger and middle finger for Han Zhan himself.
Director Su knew that those past events were not good memories for Han Zhan, so he didn't mention them.
Knowing that he was concerned about the patient, Director Su informed Han Zhan of Song Ci's condition in detail: "Your lover has two minor fractures in the cervical spine and needs neck brace treatment. Other parts of the joints are not damaged. The broken glass The shards cut her arm, causing multiple traumas, bleeding profusely, just get some rest."
"However, due to the violent impact, your lover suffered a severe concussion, and may feel vomiting when waking up. This also needs attention."
Han Zhan calmly listened to the director talking about your lover, without explaining his relationship with Song Ci. After Director Su finished speaking, Han Zhan's tense expression relaxed, and he thanked Director Su again.
Director Su waved his hand and strode away.
Seeing Director Su go away, Han Zhan called Li Li and asked him, "Where's the doctor in Xinqiao?"
Li Li said: "According to your order, let Long Yu take him away, when will you meet him?"
"Not in a hurry."
Li Li was a little hungry, seeing that Song Ci was still not coming out, Li Li went to eat first, and then came back to change shifts with Han Zhan.
After more than ten minutes, Song Ci was finally pushed out of the operating room.
She squinted her eyes, staring at Han Zhan's tall figure in the backlight, her lips moved, but she didn't know what to say. Han Zhan bent down, put his ear to Song Ci's lips, and heard Song Ci say, "Don't go."
Han Zhan's expression was slightly condensed, and he looked at Song Ci with eyes full of inquiry and doubt.
In fact, Song Ci didn't recognize who the person in front of him was. He only knew that he couldn't leave her, and couldn't leave her here alone. Song Ci was afraid of staying in the hospital alone, and she was afraid that Mu Mian would take her away if no one was guarding her.
On the way to the ward, Song Cidu held Han Zhan's right hand tightly. Even through a leather glove, Han Zhan could feel how hard Song Ci was holding him.
Consciousness gradually recovered, and Song Ci was completely awake. Opening his eyes, Song Ci saw Han Zhan sitting on the side of his hospital bed with some blood on his suit.
Song Ci was slightly taken aback.
Han Zhan asked her, "Can you let go?"
Song Ci continued to be in a daze.
Han Zhan raised his right hand, shook the right hand held by Song Ci, and said, "You have held my hand for more than two hours."
Song Ci subconsciously let go.
Song Ci squeezed Han Zhan's leather gloves so that they stuck together. He adjusted his leather gloves with his head down, his movements graceful and methodical.
After Song Ci knew what she had done, she was a little ashamed. But at this moment, the joy of recovering a life is far more than embarrassment. She stared at Han Zhan who was fixing his gloves by himself, and her tone was very gentle, with some strange things in it: "You have been here all this time?"
Han Zhan: "Yes."
"Then this trip"
"It's blown." Han Zhan looked at Song Ci leisurely, and said, "Because you had a car accident, all our trips have been canceled this time. Miss Song, tell me, how do you compensate the company for its economic losses?"
Song Ci knew that Han Zhan was trying to scare her, but she was always shameless. She said: "If you don't dislike it, I can only pay with flesh."
Han Zhan's expression froze.
Song Ci's answer was beyond his expectation.
Seeing the smile in Song Ci's eyes, Han Zhan knew he had been played by Song Ci.
Song Ci felt that seeing Han Zhan's surprised look was quite fulfilling, and she continued to tease Han Zhan: "What should I do, when I wake up and see Mr. Han, I feel sweet in my heart."
Han Zhan remained silent and continued to watch her act.
Song Ci pressed her chest and winked at Han Zhan. This wink would have been charming if she hadn't been wearing that ridiculous collar around her neck. "Mr. Han saved my life. Song Ci has nothing to do in return, so I have to promise him with my body. I hope Mr. Han will not dislike me."
Song Ci decided to marry the future richest man!
I don't know which sentence Song Ci hit Han Zhan's smile, Han Zhan laughed until his shoulders shook.
"What are you laughing at?" Song Ci couldn't figure out what Han Zhan was thinking, and felt a little baffled.
After Han Zhan stopped laughing, he said, "Who said on the day of the interview that there are no unspoken rules?"
The words were spoken by Song Ci, and Song Ci was at fault.
Her bright eyes stared straight at Han Zhan, seductive.
Han Zhan couldn't resist Song Ci's straightforwardness. He got up and backed away, trying to keep a distance from Song Ci, so as to keep his mind clear and not fall into this little girl's trap.
As soon as his left foot moved, Han Zhan heard Song Ci say: "Unspoken rules are not allowed, and open love is still possible."
Han Zhan felt strange, stopped his movements, and asked Song Ci amusedly: "Are young girls nowadays so straightforward and bold?"
Song Ci: "How old is Mr. Han?"
"32."
"Woo..." Song Ci wanted to tilt her head, but as soon as she had that thought, her neck hurt so much that she had no choice but to give up.
Song Ci boldly stretched out her hand, held Han Zhan's right wrist, lowered her head and said solemnly, "Brother Han is reserved, Song Ci is straightforward and wanton, they complement each other perfectly, and they are a perfect match."
Brother Han's voice made Han Zhan's bones shudder.
"Speak up if you have something to say." Han Zhan ruthlessly pushed Song Ci's hand away. "Don't make a fuss, take advantage of others."
Song Ci's heart skipped a beat.
It's over, the beauty trick doesn't work.
Being politely rejected by Han Zhan, Song Ci's expression was embarrassing, no matter how thick-skinned she was, she couldn't continue the awkward chat.
The room was quiet for a while, Han Zhan didn't mention leaving, and Song Ci didn't make jokes with him.
Her gorgeous cheeks looked weak today because of the injury, but she also had a kind of pitiful feeling. Song Ci didn't know what he was thinking of, his eyes flickered, making it hard to see clearly.
"That truck driver..." Song Ci just started talking, when Han Zhan interrupted her and told her, "He's dead."
Song Ci's expression was a little confused.
"The driver was taken out of the car and passed away within a few minutes, and the ambulance didn't even arrive." Han Zhan thought that Song Ci's expression was so ugly because he was frightened.
Unbearable to see Song Ci being frightened, Han Zhan comforted her again: "It's okay, you are safe."
Safety
Song Ci only had despair in his heart.
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