After Xiaoyan called an ambulance, she turned around and saw Lin Qingqing still standing there. She suddenly thought of something and hurriedly called the police, saying that someone here deliberately hurt people with sulfuric acid.
After hanging up the phone, Xiao Yan glared at Lin Qingqing and said, "you vicious woman, talk and do. You actually prepared sulfuric acid. Is your heart and blood black?"
Lin Qingqing has been trapped in the illusion that he hurt yetingchen, so he hasn't reacted for a long time.
"I've called the police. The police are coming later. Tell them yourself!"
"Call the police..." Lin Qingqing slowly recovered. "No, I can't call the police... I can't go to the police station, I can't!" she is Miss Lin's daughter. Her reputation is very good. If she enters the police station, won't she be ruined in the future?
Thinking of this, Lin Qingqing suddenly got up and stumbled outside. Seeing that she was going to run, Xiao Yan came forward to catch her: "where are you going? Do you think you can run?"
"Let go of me!" Lin Qingqing was anxious to get rid of her. At this time, what she thought was that she could not be caught by the police. She could not lose face. Lin Qingqing was so powerful that she broke away at once.
When Xiaoyan still wanted to catch up, he suddenly thought of something that could only be folded back: "Muzi, Lin Qingqing ran away. What should I do? Should I ask someone to catch her back?"
Han Muzi in the bathroom frowned slightly when she heard the speech. At this time, she asked someone to chase her back? At present, the most important thing is to deal with ye Tingchen's wound.
Thinking of this, Han Muzi said coldly, "don't worry about her. Come in and help me."
"Oh, OK." Xiaoyan reached out to push the door, but he didn't push it open. "Why can't you push it open? Open the door."
Han Muzi has been concentrating on flushing the water for yetingchen's back. She is still surprised when she heard that she didn't lock the door when she came in just now? Why can't you push it?
Thinking of this, Han Muzi raised her head and looked at the door lock. When she wanted to go over and look at the door lock, she found that it was yetingchen holding his hand against the door.
"You..."
"Don't open." night Tingchen's voice took the pain of suppression.
Han Muzi frowned: "why? I need more help."
Although his pain was unbearable, yetingchen still didn't hum, and his dark eyes focused on her: "do you think I will let other women see me except you?"
Han Muzi: "
When his heart beat, Han Muzi almost wanted to slap him in the face and woke him up. "When is it? You're still worrying about this. Is your life important or face important?"
She was so angry that her eyes were a little red.
Looking at her like this, yetingchen held back the bone biting pain on his back, stared at her attentively, and his thin lips opened slightly.
"You are important."
Han Muzi jumped, "you..."
This man, at this time, was still in the mood to say this. Han Muzi was so angry that he glared at him!
This look saw yetingchen's eyes, but with a touch of unexpected jiaochen. His pale thin lips hooked, "fortunately, I'm here. If those things spill on you, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Han Muzi: "... Can you shut up? What you should worry about now is your own injury!"
What's the matter with this man? Mingming's back is hurt like this. He's still saying these hypocritical words to himself!
What a damn nuisance!
Han Muzi stopped paying attention to him and went around to continue flushing for him. Xiaoyan was still asking outside. She had to say, "wait outside. I'll come here. We'll go out when the ambulance comes up."
"That's all right." Xiaoyan actually listened to Han Muzi's words. She told her so. Xiaoyan did so, so she quickly went downstairs to wait for the ambulance.
There was only the sound of water splashing in the bathroom. Their breathing was covered by the sound of water. Han Muzi had been standing behind yetingchen and washing water for him. She had no way. She could only do this before the ambulance came.
A heart is in a mess. Han Muzi only hopes that the ambulance will arrive soon.
But yetingchen, who was so badly hurt, didn't say a word.
She couldn't bear it.
Finally, Han Muzi heard the siren of the ambulance. At that moment, it was like the sound of nature.
Here comes the ambulance? Han Muzi raised her head, with excited light in her eyes.
"Are you afraid?" yetingchen suddenly asked.
Han Muzi looked at the back of his head, "what?"
He turned and faced her. Han Muzi's face changed: "turn back and I'll continue flushing for you."
Yetingchen's face was ugly, his lips were blue and white, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. It can be seen how painful the injury was.
Seeing him like this, Han Muzi would rather see his wound.
He didn't say a word, but he looked at himself motionless, "afraid of my death?"
Han Muzi jumped in the heart and directly walked around behind him. He continued to give cold water to his back. At the same time, he said in a cruel voice: "you don't talk nonsense there. It's hard for you to die for these injuries."
"It seems that you are not afraid." night Tingchen smiled low.
Han Muzi frowned warily, "what do you mean?"
"Nothing."
Soon, the ambulance stretcher went upstairs and directly came to the door of the bathroom. Han Muzi quickly opened the door after hearing the sound, and then took yetingchen out for first aid.
After the first aid, yetingchen got on the ambulance. After all, he was hurt like this. Han Muzi couldn't bear to leave him alone, so he also got on the ambulance with him.
After getting on the ambulance, yetingchen's hand kept holding her tightly.
Meanwhile, when Han Muzi wanted to break free, yetingchen increased her strength. She didn't have a chance to pull her hand back.
Han Muzi looked at the man's pale side face and muttered in his heart.
I've been hurt like this. How can I have so much strength? Besides, the wound is so deep, he still makes so much effort. What if it becomes more serious? Han Muzi's heart softened when he thought of the way he had been desperate to cover up for himself.
Forget it. If he wants to hold it, hold it.
Anyway, holding hands, she won't lose a piece of meat.
So Han Muzi gave up her struggle and gave her little hand to him meekly.
Night Tingchen held those soft boneless hands, soft as cotton candy. For the first time in so many years, he felt his heart enriched a lot.
Although the back injury can be seen, but... This woman is by her side.
Pale thin lips tilted slightly, and yetingchen felt very happy.
"You are so hurt, what are you happy about?" the nurse couldn't help asking after seeing his strange smile.
Han Muzi listened and hurriedly looked at Tingchen at night. As a result, he had a cold face and no expression.