Chapter 437

Whether it's the car in the back or the car in front, it's only one meter away from Lin Chengfei.

They speed up abruptly, Qian yingyue hardly reacts, and the front and rear of the car have been hit by people.

While the three cars collide, Lin Chengfei kicks open the door, grabs the confused Qian yingyue with one hand and rushes out of the car like lightning.

I didn't stop until I was on the sidewalk ten meters away.

"You wait for me here."

Lin Chengfei told Qian yingyue to run straight to the two cars.

This is deliberate murder.

He didn't want to be a lamb to be slaughtered, so he had to take the initiative.

But he had just taken two steps, but he heard a very small, poof sound coming into his ear.

Even though it was on the road with dense cars, the tiny voice still clearly spread to Lin Chengfei's ears.

That's the sound of a sniper gun.

In his heart, Lin Chengfei was shocked. He quickly turned around and jumped back, trying to throw Qian yingyue to the ground.

But it's too late.

There is a bloody hole in Qian yingyue's chest.

Lin Chengfei holds Qian yingyue in his arms, but looks coldly at the two cars.

But see that two cars, respectively jump out of two men, quickly ran to another street, disappeared.

"Damn it Lin Chengfei coldly said: "this matter, no matter who does, must die."

He was very clear that the target was him.

When he wanted to pursue the murderer, in order to have time to escape, he shot Qian yingyue.

Qian yingyue is dying, his chest is full of blood, and the corner of his mouth overflows with a few threads of blood.

There was no fear in her eyes, but there was infinite sadness in her eyes. Tqr1

"Lin Brother Lin, I Am I going to die? " Qian yingyue asked like a mosquito.

Lin Chengfei shook his head: "with me, you can't die!"

"Ha ha..." Qian yingyue pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth. Maybe it was painful. He laughed strangely: "brother Lin, I I'm happy, at least, I I died in your arms. "

"I said, you won't die!" Lin Chengfei said firmly.

The sudden traffic accident has made the streets in a mess. Without too many meetings, police cars came whistling with sirens.

Lin doesn't want to get into trouble and doesn't have time to talk to the police.

He picked up money to welcome the moon. His body was like a swallow and electricity. Without too many meetings, he disappeared at the scene of the accident.

When he returned to the villa, Qian yingyue was in a complete coma.

Lin Chengfei put her on the bed, first forced the bullet out with genuine Qi, then bit his finger and wrote "Ding" on Qian yingyue's forehead.

It's the soul.

As long as the soul does not disperse, Qian yingyue will not be in danger of life.

Looking at Qian yingyue's wound, Lin Chengfei's anger has broken through his reason.

He took out his mobile phone and first called song Xiu: "I want to know who hit my car at the intersection of Fuqian street and Guanglu road."

"Good doctor Lin, I'll let people check it now."

"As soon as possible!"

"I understand!" Song Xiu gave a heavy answer and arranged to go down to investigate the matter.

Then, Lin Chengfei called sun Tianxiang, LAN ShuiHe and others respectively, almost including the highest level speakers of black and white in southern Jiangsu.

With their ability, it should not be very difficult to find a few people.

Of course, Lin Chengfei himself can also find, he has already remembered the breath of those people, as long as the display of real Qi, even if the other party's hiding more strict, he can also find them out.

But now he wants to accompany Qian yingyue quietly.

Qian yingyue's words before his coma made Lin Chengfei feel very uncomfortable.

I'm happy to die in your arms.

Lin Chengfei has always thought that everything Qian yingyue said and did to him is just a child's heart, just for fun.

But never thought, in her seemingly playful appearance, the heart has been so deep with love.

If he had been more careful at that time, Qian yingyue would not have to bear the pain now.

He took pen, ink, paper and inkstone and wrote a poem in a very complicated mood.

"By the broken bridge outside the post house, it's lonely. It's Dusk alone, with wind and rain. "

"I don't want to fight for spring, but I'm jealous. Scattered into mud, grinding for dust, only incense as before

This is a Song Dynasty poem about plum blossoms written by Lu You, which means by the broken bridge outside the post station. Plum blossom is lonely and open. No one will appreciate it.

It's sad enough to be alone in the dusk. It's blown away by the wind and rain.

It blooms at the top of all flowers. But it has no intention to compete with all flowers to enjoy the spring, leaving all flowers to be jealous.

Even if the flowers fall and are crushed into dust, there is still a permanent fragrance left in the world.The artistic conception of this poem is very similar to that of Qian yingyue.

Qian yingyue lost her father when she was young. A few years ago, because of evil, she lived in darkness for three years. Needless to say, she directly lost the memory of those three years.

Now it's hard to get back to normal. Liu Xueyun and Chen Heming also have the momentum to get together. They can live happily for the rest of their lives, but this shooting incident is coming again.

Lin Chengfei hopes that no matter what kind of ups and downs he experiences, Qian yingyue will always be that happy, innocent and a little bit dark girl.

With Lin Chengfei's writing, an invisible light slowly envelops Qian yingyue.

This light is very soft, slowly infiltrating into Qian yingyue's body, and her body, with an incredible speed, returned to normal.

Even the wound hit by the bullet was completely healed, leaving no scar.

This is the real power of poetry.

Feel the will of the person who started the writing, and then turn it into reality.

It's just that it's hard for ordinary people to achieve Lin Chengfei's level, because Lin Chengfei has the secret of heaven's will and the real Qi in his body. The real Qi mixed with the power of poetry is the main reason why Qian yingyue's body recovers so quickly.

Generally speaking, only the power of poetry itself can make the patient recover.

Chen Heming and Liu Xueyun, who are informed by Lin Chengfei, soon arrive at the villa. Seeing Qian yingyue, who is still unconscious in bed, Liu Xueyun can't help crying.

"Dr. Lin, this What's going on? " Liu Xueyun cried and asked Lin Chengfei.

Chen Heming also looked at him suspiciously and said: "didn't you say yingyue was shot? Why does it look like nothing happened now? Breathing smoothly, as if asleep? "

He is a good doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, you can see the current situation of Qian yingyue at a glance.

The reason why Liu Xueyun cried was that he saw the bloodstain on Qian yingyue and thought that she was dead.

Lin Chengfei said: "yingyue was shot, but after my treatment, it's not serious You can rest assured that I will give you an account of this matter! "