Chapter 405

"Jing Yan!"

Jia Beishan looked at LAN Jingyan sadly and raised her foot, but she didn't dare to step out.

"Come on, LAN Er Shao is there."

Jia Beishan is ready to give up. Suddenly, a group of people with cameras run past her and follow LAN Jingyan.

It's a reporter.

More than a dozen of them have sprung up, and the logos on their cameras and radio receivers are well-known websites and newspapers.

They catch up with LAN Jingyan and throw him one problem after another.

"Lan Er Shao, I heard that you were injured this time for Miss Jia. Is that true?"

"Why isn't the second young lady with you?"

All of a sudden, not only LAN Jingyan's entourage and Tong fenyue, but also LAN Jingyan himself was surprised.

He frowned in disgust, subconsciously covered his face with his hand, and didn't let the reporter shoot him.

"Lan Er Shao, it's said that chief Lan was framed. It's his wife who harbors a grudge against him and designs to frame him. Is that right?"

Referring to Fu Zhiran, LAN Jingyan twisted his eyebrows, raised his eyelids, and flashed a fierce look in his eyes.

The reporter was surprised and turned pale. He was wondering if he had asked the wrong question. LAN Jingyan suddenly stood up, grabbed the radio in her hand and smashed it on the ground.

There was a loud bang.

The atmosphere suddenly quieted down.

LAN Jingyan's face became pale gradually. He bent over and pressed his hands on the armrest of the wheelchair. He trembled for a while. After all, he couldn't stand and sat down.

"Jing Yan, your wound."

Jia Beishan has already squeezed into the crowd, and together with Tong fenyue, they come to LAN Jingyan to check his wound.

Pull open his collar, white gauze, oozing blood, Tong fenyue and Jia Beishan are surprised.

At this time, their flight also hastened boarding.

Tong fenyue can't take care of getting on the plane any more. He anxiously orders his entourage, "send them to the hospital quickly."

Without waiting for the entourage to respond, jabeshan stopped, "never mind, get on the plane."

Said she pushed LAN Jingyan, quickly into the security entrance, accept the security, she said to the airport staff: "prepare the medicine box."

Tong fenyue is still not at ease, "Beishan, the wound is bleeding, or hurry to the hospital."

Can't refute of tone, say she stretch out a hand to push blue scene Yan.

In fact, she didn't want LAN Jingyan to go. Fu Zhiran is still in the hospital. If LAN Jingyan goes back, they will really go further and further.

It's hard to go back.

But LAN Jingyan is determined to go back, "on the plane."

The wound was very painful. He was biting his teeth, and a lot of sweat had been secreted from his forehead.

Jabeshan took the opportunity to continue pushing him into the gate.

Tong fenyue stands in the same place, frowning and looking at LAN Jingyan anxiously, but he is helpless. The feelings of the two people, what others can do, at most, is to add fuel to the flames.

Ah!

With a helpless sigh, she raised her feet and followed them on the plane.

The steward has prepared the medicine box. Jia Beishan takes LAN Jingyan's coat off, takes apart the gauze on the outside of his wound and helps him wipe the blood.

The wound is now red, a little swollen, it's shocking to see, Tong fenyue's tears are about to flow out.

Jabeshan looked up at her and said with a smile, "Auntie, the wound just oozes blood. It shouldn't be a big problem. I'll take care of it."