She didn't even have time to react before the motorcycle crashed straight into her.
Fortunately, Yan Luoluo had predicted that something was amiss and had already grabbed the railing and rushed over. Her right leg, which she did not have the time to pull back, was ruthlessly hit by the motorcycle, causing her to instantly lose her balance and fall to the ground.
At this moment, the owner of the motorbike looked back at her and realized that she hadn't died on the spot. He immediately wanted to turn around and crash into her again.
Who knew that a white Mercedes came from the end of the road, fast, with its headlights on, shooting straight at the owner of the motorcycle as if it were a warning.
The owner of the motorbike, after a brief weighing, decided to turn around and leave.
After all, the other party's car was several times bigger and its speed was also faster than his. It would not be good for them to fight head on with it.
In the blink of an eye, the motorcycle turned into another alley and stopped in front of a woman.
"Miss Li, a white Mercedes-Benz appeared a moment ago, the people inside the Mercedes-Benz seem to recognize Yan Luoluo, I can't easily make a move."
Hearing that, Li Moshu frowned: "White Mercedes-Benz? Do you see what the driver looks like? "
The owner of the car shook his head. "I can't even open my eyes because that person is in the limelight. However, I can vaguely tell that he's a man."
Hearing this, Li Moshu's expression became even more ugly: "Man?"
What kind of man had appeared at such a coincidental moment, just as she was about to make her move against Yan Luoluo?
"Follow that car."
With that said, Li Moshu put on her helmet and sat on the back seat of the motorcycle.
On the other side, a slender man walked out of the Mercedes-Benz. He did not chase after the motorcycle, but quickly ran to Yan Luoluo's side and called out to her anxiously, "Luo Luo, Luo Luo, how are you?"
However, Yan Luoluo had fainted and there was no response.
Seeing that the situation wasn't right, Lu Zhinian immediately carried Yan Luoluo to his car, stepped on the accelerator and drove to the hospital.
Just as Yan Luoluo was sent into the emergency room, she followed suit.
She looked up at the hospital sign, her lips cold.
Just a moment ago, even if that woman survived, now she was definitely going to die!
Li Moshu made a call. Five minutes later, a middle-aged man wearing a white coat walked in front of her and asked: "Moshu, how come you're free today to visit uncle at the hospital?"
Coincidentally, the principal of this hospital was Li Moshu's uncle.
Li Moshu first greeted his uncle intimately, then cut to the chase: "Uncle, did your hospital just send a female patient called Yan Luoluo?"
How could the principal know such a trivial matter?
"Moshu, you are making things too difficult for me, aren't you? Our hospital has women patients delivering them to our hospital every single moment, I can't possibly remember every single one of their names, right?"
Hearing this, Li Moshu also felt that it made sense.
She thought for a moment, then said: "Uncle, you don't need to know what she looks like, just tell me, I'll let Yan Luoluo die on the operation table, don't save her."
The dean was taken aback. "Why did this Yan Luoluo offend your Little Ancestor?
Li Moshu's gaze became ruthless and ruthless, "She stole my fiance, do you think I hate her?"
If Mu Beihan heard this, he would probably be enraged to the point of speechlessness due to Li Moshu's thick skin.