The car that hit Xiao Shenglin backed up quickly, stopped at a not-so-far distance, then rushed forward again, as if it wanted to hit it again, the crowd scattered screaming, Song Xuan and his legs turned towards He ran over there, but was stopped by the man who was holding the driver just now, and shouted: "You can't go there! It's dangerous!"
Zhou Nan looked at Xiao Shenglin lying on the ground in panic, and raised his head hesitantly when he noticed the screaming crowd, his pupils shrank suddenly, his body was slower than his brain, and subconsciously blocked Xiao Shenglin, but at this time Xiao Shenglin Sheng Lin was still conscious, and pushed Zhou Nan out with all his strength.
"Linzi—"
Zhou Nan's voice was full of despair, and Song Xuanhe also struggled hard to catch his people.
"Go away!"
"Master Song, you can't go over."
Song Xuan and some had a fight background, and when he was emotional, he struggled so much that the person who grabbed him couldn't hold him back. Others got off the car behind him immediately, and the three big men held him down completely.
At the same time, the sound of ambulances and police cars roared, as if a thunderbolt had split the sky, covering the screams of the panicked people, but they couldn't stop the car that made a quick profit to Xiao Shenglin.
The screaming people also realized that the car had a purposeful collision. They no longer panicked, and looked at a place at the same time. Some were terrified, and some covered their eyes.
These two or three seconds seem to be composed of countless slow motions from different angles, and finally all the shots are focused on one point - Zhong Xiao Shenglin lying in a pool of blood and the car that is getting closer and closer to him.
boom-
呲—
The sound of violent impact and the sound of tires rubbing against the ground came, and most people subconsciously closed their eyes, unwilling to see such a tragic scene.
They did not include Song Xuan and Zhou Nan. They clearly saw a car rushing towards Xiao Shenglin on the slope again, and smashed the car that was heading towards Xiao Shenglin sideways into a big tree in the green belt. The driver in the car It seemed that he was seriously injured and passed out directly.
The scene was silent for two seconds, Song Xuanhe broke away from the person who was holding him, and ran towards Xiao Shenglin. The doctor and nurses who had just arrived quickly got off the ambulance, and followed Song Xuanhe on a stretcher. Run over there.
Clenching his fists tightly, Zhou Nan walked to the side of the car that hit the tree, opened the door and pulled the driver out, and punched him with red eyes.
Song Xuanhe heaved a sigh of relief after learning from the doctor that Xiao Shenglin's life was not in danger. Seeing Zhou Nan's movements, Song Xuanhe pursed his lips and walked over to hold him back.
"Let go of me, I'll fucking kill this idiot!"
"The ambulance will leave immediately." Song Xuanhe said in a calm voice: "I guarantee that this person will not escape. You follow the ambulance, and I will come over later."
Zhou Nan paused for a moment, and finally regained his composure. He clenched his fists and nodded, his voice seemed to be crying: "I'll leave it to you."
"rest assured."
The ambulance roared away. Song Xuanhe looked at the driver on the ground coldly. Just as he raised his right leg, the next wave of medical staff rushed over. He took a deep breath and said to the police who also came: "This The man is an internationally wanted criminal, this time he committed murder with a purpose, you take care of him."
The police wanted to ask Zhou Nan about the beating just now, but when they heard what Song Xuanhe said, they couldn't help being taken aback, and said, "How are you sure?"
Song Xuan said softly: "You can check and monitor the traffic accident just now, they have an accomplice who has already run away."
After finishing speaking, Song Xuanhe turned around and walked towards the off-road vehicle that drove the car away. The front of the off-road vehicle was dented a little, but the owner was fine. He took an ice pack from the doctor and covered his head, leaning against the car door and watching Song Xuanhe walking towards him.
"Hey comrade!" The policeman chased after him and said, "The impact of today's car accident is extremely bad. We need you to cooperate with our investigation."
Song Xuanhe paused, and the car owner over there saw that he was being entangled, so he came over automatically.
"I still have something to do." Song Xuanhe glanced at the few people who grabbed him just now, and said, "Those people were the ones who drove the assailant vehicle in the first place. Just ask him to take notes."
"That's not allowed." The young policeman had a righteous face, and his expression was very insistent: "You have to follow along, and the one who bumped into someone just now, if you don't want to go to the hospital, you have to take notes together."
The young policeman said "the one who hit someone" and the owner of the car came over. At the same time, another policeman who had been directing the accident on the other side also quickly walked over. He said with a smile, "Mr. Wei, I just heard from the director that as a victim of this accident, you don't need to participate in the investigation, and you can go back and recuperate."
Weichen put down the ice bag in his hand, showing a cheeky smile, he glanced at Song Xuanhe, and said to the policeman who was speaking: "My friend is the one who was injured, I think he needs to be recuperated urgently. I know if the record can be changed to a suitable time, after he recovers."
Hearing this, the young policeman paused, and said, "He's not hurt at all..."
"Of course, of course!" His superior gave him a glare, and interrupted him: "Don't worry about the transcript, this gentleman can come back when he has time."
The young policeman was dragged away by his superior, and the voice of reprimand could still be heard after a few steps.
Song Xuanhe turned his head to look at Wei Chen, the tension in his eyes eased a little, and he said seriously, "Thank you."
Wei Chen threw the ice bag into his hand, with a stern look on his brows: "Xiao Shenglin is also my friend, why are you thanking me?"
Song Xuanhe just looked at him like this, with a slightly mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.
Wei Chen paused, pointed at the ice pack and said, "Okay, you and Zhou Nan are friends, can't I? When you struggle, you really can't distinguish between enemies and friends. When you get fierce, you can even punch yourself in the face."
Song Xuanhe returned the ice bag to him, and said seriously: "I don't need it, thank you very much for this matter."
Wei Chen thought for a while and said, "Then treat me to a meal."
Seeing Song Xuan and looking at him, Wei Chen raised his eyebrows: "Could it be that you just thanked him verbally?"
Song Xuanhe released the corners of his pursed lips, his cold eyes finally revealed a smile, and said, "You can choose the place."
"Let's go." Wei Chen pointed to his car and said, "You should go to the hospital now. My car can still drive. I'll take you there."
Song Xuanhe was really in a hurry to go to the hospital, and he didn't shirk it. He just glanced hesitantly at the off-road vehicle that had just undergone a severe impact but seemed to be fine, and said, "Are you sure you won't let me suffer a second injury? ?”
Weichen clicked his tongue and said with a smile, "When did you get hurt once?"
Song Xuanhe walked to the side of the car and opened the door, and turned back lightly: "Didn't you say so?"
Looking at the people who had already sat in the car, Wei Chen licked his dry lips, laughed suddenly, and stood there for a few seconds before walking over.
As soon as he got into Wei Chen's car, Song Xuanhe noticed the difference. Seeing Wei Chen getting into the car, he couldn't help but ask, "Where did you modify this car?"
"I changed it myself." Wei Chen started the car and said, "How is it?"
"That's right." Thinking of how solid the car was when it just crashed, Song Xuanhe was suddenly a little moved, but he also knew that he would leave after a while and would not be able to use it, so he just asked: "Your car has been changed to this , I have to change everything including the shell, how long did it take?"
"Half a year." Wei Chen said with a smile: "My dad thought I was not doing my job properly because of this incident, so he dragged me to work on medical robots, otherwise I would still be running a garage, and he made my dream job just a hobby. , but not bad."
Song Xuan said softly, "You won't lose money by opening a car repair shop with your skills."
Wei Chen raised his eyebrows and said: "It's rare to hear you praise me, I thought you couldn't find the good points in me?"
Song Xuanhe hooked his lower lip, but did not speak.
"I still remember that you were very dissatisfied with me the first time you saw me." Wei Chen continued: "At that time in the hospital, I didn't even want to compensate you. After thinking about it for a long time, I never thought, Song Er, I have never offended you before, have I?"
"No."
Song Xuanhe answered with certainty.
"Then you didn't like me at first glance. I still remember the way you yelled at me for an ambulance in the heavy rain."
Song Xuan looked at him and said, "Can you greet the driver who hit your boyfriend with a smile?"
After the words fell, Song Xuanhe and Wei Chen were both startled.
After a few seconds of silence, Wei Chen said, "You and Xiao Yuanmu, what's going on now?"
After going through huge ups and downs just now, Song Xuanhe's nerves in his brain were tense all the time, and the words he just blurted out made his already chaotic mind even more chaotic. He closed his eyes and calmly sorted out his thoughts, while calmly saying: "Don't you know?"
"What do I know." Wei Chen pretended to be stupid: "Since Xiao Yuanmu left, we haven't seen each other a few times. Just at that banquet, I helped you and you retaliated against me. Later, Zhou Rong's incident was also the same. I didn’t see you say thank you, but I heard you say thank you today after saving Xiao Shenglin, let alone Xiao Yuanmu, I didn’t have any friendship with him, let alone across the Pacific Ocean.”
Song Xuanhe sneered: "You and Xiao Yuanmu's medical robot project is not enough for you to contact?"
Hearing Song Xuanhe's firm tone, Wei Chen was still there, and his tone was very innocent: "My partners are all clearly written on the company encyclopedia, how can there be Xiao Yuanmu."
Song Xuan and Wen Yan's mouth curled up in a mocking arc, and they stopped talking.
After driving in silence for a while, the smile on Wei Chen's face faded, and he said, "I heard you're on a long vacation."
Song Xuanhe snorted a tone similar to "um" from his nasal cavity, which was regarded as an acknowledgment.
"Where do you want to go?"
"No."
"I heard you have plans."
Song Xuanhe opened his eyes and said impatiently: "I found that you have heard a lot of things, do you have ears or are there too many people with long tongues around you?"
Wei Chen paused, and suddenly laughed.
Song Xuanhe squinted at him, Wei Chen said: "I found that you seem to have a particularly bad temper with me."
"That makes you happy?"
"Happy." Wei Chen smiled casually, with a sense of disdain: "This is another phenomenon that I am very special to you, isn't it?"
Song Xuanhe's eyes lingered on the smile on his mouth for a few seconds. These few seconds reminded him of the first time he saw Wei Chen. He was as thick-skinned as ever now.
When he arrived at the hospital, Song Xuanhe quickly found the door of Xiao Shenglin's operating room. Seeing Zhou Nan who was still wrapped in gauze, he heaved a sigh of relief. It wasn't that bad.
Seeing them approaching, Zhou Nan greeted them with a hoarse voice, and said softly to Song Xuan, "The doctor said that Lin Zi is fine. Although a few bones were broken, no internal organs were injured."
Song Xuanhe finally let go of his long-hanging heart, but his face was very calm, and said: "The driver should be injured more than Lin Zi, and I don't know what happened now, the other one ran away, I guess the possibility of finding it is not good. Big, but this incident is so big, Linzi should be safe."
When Zhou Nan heard Song Xuanhe talking about the two drivers, anger appeared on his calm face again, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I want to kill Xiao Bocong."
A trace of surprise flashed in Wei Chen's eyes when he heard the words, but he kept silent, Song Xuanhe patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "There will be an explanation for this matter."
After Zhou Nan vented his anger, he looked at Wei Chen and said, "Brother, thank you today, I don't need to say anything else, I know you don't lack those falsehoods, and as long as you need it, the three of us will never hesitate."
Wei Chen looked at Song Xuanhe, and said meaningfully: "There is no turning back? Xuanhe is the same?"
Song Xuan and Wan Yan curled their lips together and said, "Of course it's the same, but why do you think I won't turn back?"
Seeing Song Xuanhe readily agreed, Wei Chen smiled, turned to Zhou Nan and said, "Xuanhe and I have agreed, he invited me to dinner, this matter is regarded as thank you."
Zhou Nan frowned and said: "How can this be done, a meal..."
"Even if it is someone else, I will save it. Besides, although Xiao Shenglin and I are not very familiar friends, they are still my acquaintances. Do you want me to watch him being run over by a car?" Wei Chen beat Zhou Nan next time. shoulder, said: "Okay, don't talk so much if we are friends."
Zhou Nan nodded, his eyes still a little red, and said to him: "Then Song Er can't invite you alone. When the forest is healed, the three of us will invite you together."
Wei Chen paused with a smile on his face, and said in a very strong tone, "Don't bother."
"That must be done!" Zhou Nan insisted: "You saved Lin Zi, even if Song Er and I don't invite you, Lin Zi must invite you."
"You three children treat me to a meal each." Wei Chen said, "Please separate."
Zhou Nan was stunned for a moment, and wanted to ask why, but after thinking about it, he thought it was true. At least three meals sounded more sincere than one meal.
Before, he always felt that Wei Chen was like those princes in the deepest part of the compound, who looked easy to talk but were actually aloof and arrogant. Only when he talked to him this time did he realize that he had actually misunderstood him.
Song Xuanhe asked: "Did the doctor say how long the operation will take?"
"No." Zhou Nan said: "But a doctor came out before and said it's nothing serious."
Song Xuanhe nodded, and just as he was about to continue asking, the phone rang.
Looking at the caller ID, he pursed his lips and put the phone back in his pocket when he thought of the people who had just pulled him.
However, if he didn't answer the phone, he continued to call over there, and the ringtone rang again and again. Zhou Nan couldn't help asking: "Who is it?"
Song Xuanhe pursed his lips slightly, and said lightly, "My dad."
Zhou Nan nodded and stopped asking any further questions. It was normal for Song Xuanhe not to answer Song Guochao's call.
He turned his head and continued talking to Wei Chen: "In conclusion, you not only saved Lin Zi, but also Song Er. I couldn't catch up with Zhou Rong last time. If you hadn't rushed over in time, Song Er would have been saved by now." You can’t stand here like this anymore, you saved two of our lives by yourself, I’m committed to this brother.”
Wei Chen listened to the phone ringing again and again, raised his eyebrows at Zhou Nan and said, "I always thought we were friends a long time ago."
"Not just friends." Zhou Nan put his arm around Wei Chen's shoulders and said, "We are good buddies now."
Song Xuanhe's ring was still ringing, Zhou Nan turned around and said, "Your dad is really persistent. My dad usually calls me twice and I drop the phone when I don't answer it. Your dad is very patient."
Wei Chen also looked at Song Xuanhe, curled his lips and said, "It's not good to make noise in this hospital, or you should turn off your phone."
Song Xuanhe glanced at him, and said to Zhou Nan, "I'm going to answer the phone."
After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and walked into the distance.
Zhou Nan froze for a moment, pointed at Song Xuanhe's back and said, "It's strange, this is the first time I saw that boy Song Er answering his father's call, so it was me who didn't answer when I called him earlier. Play less."
The smile on Wei Chen's face gradually faded, and he said softly, "He doesn't want to pick it up, it doesn't matter how many calls you make."
…
After walking to a secluded corner, Song Xuanhe pressed the call button and said softly, "What's the matter."
"Are you OK?"
Song Xuanhe sneered and said, "I don't understand what you are talking about."
This time, Xiao Yuanmu didn't play charades with him, and his cold voice was a little tense, and one could hear a trace of sullenness and worry when listening carefully: "In that case, you couldn't help in the past. In this case, could it be Shouldn't you ensure your own safety first?"
Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows, and his tone was skillful: "I didn't expect that the young master of the Xiao family who is more than 10,000 kilometers away is so well-informed. It was less than two hours after the car accident just now. There must be a time lag for real-time reports. Seeing the reporter, but Young Master Xiao found out so quickly, it can be seen that he is really worried about my safety."
In the last sentence, Song Xuanhe emphasized his tone, every word, every word, and the meaning of sarcasm was passed into Xiao Yuanmu's ears.
"Song Xuanhe." Xiao Yuanmu tightened his hands by his side, and said, "I don't think this is something my people did wrong."
"Yes." Song Xuanhe's eyes were full of coldness, and he sneered and said, "How could your people be wrong? You didn't do anything wrong when you put them next to me to hide and watch my every move. What you reported is not wrong, how can it be wrong to protect my safety and prevent me from saving my friend?"
Xiao Yuanmu lowered his eyelashes, his depressed gloomy and cold body made Louis, who came in and wanted to urge him to interrupt the meeting, stunned, took a step back and said to Yang Jie: "What's wrong with him?"
Yang Jie also just came in, but he knew more than Louis, because the people from Huaguo reported to him first, and he decided to interrupt the meeting and tell Xiao Yuanmu.
However, he thought that Xiao Yuanmu should be worried at the moment, so he called Louis to let him relax, but he didn't expect the situation to be different from what he imagined.
It has been a long time since Yang Jie has seen Xiao Yuanmu who is so emotionally exposed.
"Let's go." Yang Jie whispered to Louis: "Let's go out."
Louis also knew that it was not suitable to stay any longer at this time, so he followed Yang Jie in and quietly closed the office door.
Having not heard Xiao Yuanmu's voice, Song Xuanhe took a deep breath, suppressed the anger rolling in his chest and other extremely complicated emotions that had been pent up for an unknown amount of time, and calmly said: "I don't want to talk to you now, I First… "
"I have a stomachache..."
Song Xuanhe was taken aback, and opened his mouth, but the last one still didn't say the last word.
"I don't know when it will start." Xiao Yuanmu said lightly: "When I encounter nervousness, disgust, and rejection, my stomach hurts, but I can bear it every time, but I just heard your voice Before, I thought I would not be able to bear it this time."
Song Xuanhe squeezed the phone tightly. For some reason, she felt a sour feeling rushing to the tip of her nose and her eyes. It was very inexplicable.
"But it's good to hear your voice." Xiao Yuanmu lowered his head slightly, looking at the hand covering his stomach: "But when you said those words just now, I hurt again."
"Song Xuanhe." Xiao Yuanmu pursed his pale lips, pressed his hand on his stomach tightly against the throbbing stomach, and for the first time felt the pain in his stomach was so unbearable: "I'm afraid something will happen to you. "
When Xiao Yuanmu's hoarse voice said the word "scared", Song Xuanhe's hand pinching the phone burst out with blue veins, his sore eye sockets turned red instantly, his Adam's apple rolled, and he took a deep breath before saying: "I'll be fine."
Xiao Yuanmu twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "But I dare not take the slightest risk."
"I always have one." Xiao Yuanmu tightened his hand covering his stomach, his waist slightly bent, but his voice could not be heard except hoarseness: "You may leave my illusion at any time, Song Xuanhe, can you Promise you will never leave me?"
Song Xuanhe opened his mouth, with a little smile on the corner of his mouth, he cast his eyes into the distance, looked at a point of nothingness, and said: "We are talking about the problem of you sending people to follow me, Xiao Yuanmu, your trick of changing the subject once is not as good as Once."
"Then do you love me?"
Xiao Yuanmu's voice could hardly be heard as clear as before, it was extremely low and hoarse.
Song Xuan asked softly, "Where are you now? Does your stomach hurt? Where's Yang Jie?"
"Company." A trace of disappointment flashed across Xiao Yuanmu's eyes, his slightly bent back straightened up again, and he answered his questions one by one: "It doesn't hurt much anymore, Yang Jie is in a meeting."
"Then you call the secretary to come in immediately, and bring you some stomach medicine, or take you to the hospital."
"It's useless." The stomachache was much less than before, to the point where he could get used to it. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the distant direction, and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you not angry anymore?"
—You are not angry anymore, okay
These words echoed in Song Xuanhe's ears. The coolness of the youth merged with the hoarseness of the man, the pretentiously cold youthfulness and the pretentiously calm maturity, the fusion of voice and face, the original Xiao Yuanmu and the current Xiao Yuan Mu overlapped, Song Xuanhe seemed to see Xiao Yuanmu lowering his eyes and pursing his lips at this moment.
Leaning against the wall, his voice was soft but serious: "Okay."
I don't know if it's the person on the other side of the phone, or the boy from a long time ago.