Chapter 207

He stares at her faintly, till she almost doubts her ridiculous conjecture.

Lu Yan's thin lips, raised a shallow arc, filled with irony and indifference, every word is like a skate: "you think too much, words."

Yu pinched her fingernails into her palm, and her bony joints turned white. Her eyes were as cold as a cold light sword: "Lu Yan, don't cheat me!"

Lu Yan sneered: "where do you think he looks like you? He has a mother. His mother is Shi jiaran. "

Her chest is worn like a blunt knife, but she doesn't believe that she has just hallucinated. Lu Shumu has just called her mother. She forces herself to think calmly. She wants to force her restless nerves to stop jumping.

Lu Shumu in the railing suddenly said, "Dad, you're bleeding!"

Lu Yan's voice was calm: "it's OK."

Lu Yan's face had no scar, but she remembered that he had just been pressed by her, and then fell heavily on the floor. Inertia and friction were enough for him to eat a pot.

Lu Shumu anxiously reminded: "Dad's back of the head is bleeding."

Yan Yuhuan's hand on Lu Yan's neck gently touched the back of his head. As soon as her fingers touched the back of his head, they were already wet. She trembled her fingers, her eyes shrank, and saw the scarlet blood on her fingertips.

It's shocking.

She pursed tightly lower lip, Mou Guang Zheng ran ground and Lu Yan's line of sight, opposite in the air.

Lu Yan's eyes were colder than the cold wind in winter. His voice was so low that it seemed to overflow from his throat: "I'm ok. Did you hear what I just said?"

The simile whispered, "you're bleeding." Suddenly she was a little flustered. The wound on the back of Lu Yan's head seemed to be bigger and bigger, and the blood seemed to flow more and more.

Her voice is also big up: "you put me down, I said you bleed, you hear?"

"I didn't hear that."

Lu Yan didn't even look at her. Her tone was even colder and impatient. She was perfunctory casually.

At this time, tezhu rushed to Lu Yan's side. Seeing the situation, tezhu asked: "Mr. Lu, you..."

Lu Yan's voice is as cold as ice: "go and pick up Lu Shumu." His remaining light glanced at the policeman who was walking towards him. His handsome eyebrow twisted impatiently. "And, deal with the policeman."

Tezhu: "yes. Mr. Lu, the car has been parked over there, and you are injured. Let the driver take you to the hospital immediately. Young master, give it to me. "

"Well." Lu Yan's Adam's apple moves. He gets on the car quickly. Yanyu sits beside Lu Yan. Her ankle is swollen, but she doesn't want to look at her feet.

All eyes were occupied by the scar on Lu Yan's back.

His back suffered most of the injuries. The suit on his elbow had been worn out. Along with his elbow, his palms were bloody red and peeling.

The most serious is the back of the head.

When he fell down, he did not hesitate to press down in order to make a cushion for words, but unexpectedly, a small stone lay there and knocked heavily on the back of his head.

Hit to break a son, blood direct current, his neck place, all already followed to flow down dazzling blood.

Yu Yu looked at her hand full of blood. Her eyes blurred. She bit her lower lip and her voice trembled: "Lu Yan, you shed a lot of blood."

Lu Yan felt a little dizzy, but he didn't feel it just now. He slowly closed his eyes and wanted to slow down, but his mouth still didn't forgive: "Yuyu, don't you want to live? What happens to you, little star? "

He slowed for a while, then opened his eyes. His lips were a little white, and the tingling in the back of his head became more and more obvious, running from the nerve endings to the heart.

He stretched his lip line and continued to sneer coldly: "Lu Shumu is still looking at the situation just now. How much shadow do you want to leave him? Let him watch you have an accident? "

Yu Yu also knew that she had just made a mistake. She also understood that the situation was critical, so she didn't refute it.

She found the paper towel and cotton swab from the small cabinet of the car. She looked up at Lu Yan, took a deep breath and said seriously, "Lu Yan, I'll give you medicine."

The whole carriage was full of blood.

Lu Yan looked at the simile deeply for a long time. His fist clenched and loosened. His thin lip was a sharp blade. He didn't know what to endure. Then he turned his back to the simile and sat down to let her take medicine for himself.

The atmosphere between the two people was rarely peaceful. For a moment, there was no confrontation and tension.

Lu Yan's eyelashes are dark and his mood is hidden.

YuYan's mind is not distracted. All his thoughts are the wound in front of him. The wound is really not small. His black hair and blood are mixed together. It looks shocking. He has been saying that he is OK, but Yuyan sees the dense sweat on his neck.

He has been suffering from pain.

The driver drove very fast, and immediately arrived at the hospital. Yanyu wanted to get out of the car and let the driver help Lu Yan. She watched Lu Yan's face getting worse and worse for fear that he would faint.But Lu Yan clenched his teeth, got out of the car first, and picked up the metaphor involuntarily.

The saying goes, "I can walk by myself. You can put me down."

Lu Yan's voice was clean and cool, holding a little bit of coldness: "your foot is injured, you haven't put on your shoes, you can't go at all. If you still want to linger, and you're not afraid of my bleeding and fainting, you'll continue to struggle."

Take a deep breath.

When the doctor saw Lu Yan, he naturally went to deal with Lu Yan's wound first, because compared with the back of his head, the injury of his ankle is almost negligible.

But Lu Yan asked a female nurse to look at Yanyu's ankle.

Just sprained, red and swollen, temporarily unable to walk.

Half an hour later, Yu Yu's right ankle was tied with plaster and fixed. Lu Yan, lying on the side of the bed beside him, had closed his eyes wearily. His eyelashes were long and his face was pale. His forehead was wrapped with thick gauze, and blood was seeping through the back of his head.

Ward is very quiet, the sun through the window, spilled in, in the air, there is a column of dust fluctuation.

Simile called the judge, explained the situation and changed the time of marking.

Only when she was quiet could she find time to think.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Lu Shumu had just said "Mom..." Is calling her, she knows this idea is very crazy, but the expectation in the heart is bigger and bigger. When the door of the ward was pushed open, Lu Shumu ran in quickly. He looked at the words and ran to the bedside and looked at Lu Yan nervously.