Chapter 552

"Yellow or blue, yellow or blue..." Song Yanshu murmured to himself, reciting it over and over again for countless times. The countdown suddenly changed from 120 seconds to 10 seconds. The ticking sound of the timer was like a talisman, as if there was a slight difference between heaven and earth.

Mu Qingqing holds Mo Liancheng's hand, and her heart is full of sweat. She is so cold that she doesn't even know what she is relying on until now. Her whole body seems to have no sense. From the beginning of hunger, until now I feel empty stomach filled with sour liquid.

“5，4，3……” The countdown is approaching the last moment. Song Yanshu has no time to analyze the blasting demolition principles in writing. He can only close his eyes, pick up a line casually and cut it down.

Everyone held their breath until the countdown light went out.

"Great, great..." Mu Qingqing said in a weak voice, and everyone was relieved.

Song Yanshu sat on the ground, his sweat was wet through his clothes, but when everyone had relaxed his vigilance, the same sound as the sound warning of the countdown came again. Song Yanshu instinctively jumped up and cried out when he saw that the timer was only three seconds down again.

"Run

Song Yanshu subconsciously reaches out his hand to protect Mu Qingqing, but with both hands he holds Mu Qingqing in his arms. Mo Liancheng's reaction is very quick. He almost uses his own body to protect Mu Qingqing and jumps with all his strength. At the same time, the explosion behind him was deafening.

A heat wave pushed everyone away and jumped up in the air. After a few turns in the air, they fell to the ground.

Mu Qingqing is very frightened. She calls the name of Mo Liancheng crazily, but she finds that she can't make any sound at all. There is a roar in her ears. Behind her, she could hear nothing, as if the whole world was quiet and silent.

Before fainting, she saw the Mo Liancheng covered with blood, but still dead to protect their own appearance.

When Mu Qing woke up, she felt like a long dream happened. She suddenly got up, but the pain from the arm stabbed her face ferocious, subconsciously reached out to touch, only to find that her arm had been wrapped in gauze.

"Where is Molian city?" When Mu Qingqing's pupil was fully adapted to the light, she realized that she was already in the ward of the hospital. The person standing on one side was not Mo Liancheng, but something was wrong.

"You wake up, the doctor told you not to move, or the wound will be infected and inflamed!" Cheng Xi quickly puts down the water cup in his hand and strides to the edge of the hospital bed nervously to stop Mu Qingqing's action. On the back of her hand, there was still a dropper in the infusion. Her face was pale and terrible, which made people cherish her.

"What about moliancheng? What's the matter with him?" When Mu Qingqing is holding on to Chengxi, song Yanshu stops trying to step into the ward. In his heart, he feels like someone else's grip on him, which is very painful. He subconsciously dodged the body, hiding in the other side of the ward door, trying not to let Mu Qingqing or see himself in a strange way.

"Calm down and give injection. Do you know that you have severe hypoglycemia, and if you come a little later, you will die! What's more, the explosive fragment stabbed your arm. Although most of it was removed during the operation, the doctor said that there might be very small fragments in the skin, which could easily cause inflammation, so you... "

Cheng Xi stood in front of Mu Qingqing and explained everything seriously. When he spoke, he had tried to hold back the choking in his throat. He must try his best to keep himself calm, although he was worried about Mu Qingqing.

So just in the moment when Mu Qingqing woke up, he suddenly got up and wiped off the liquid from the corners of his eyes and pretended to pour water in a panic. It's a shame for a big man to cry.

Mu Qingqing's lips are still pale. She can't hear what she is saying in a strange way. At this moment, what she cares about is the last scene she sees before she loses consciousness, that is, the man who has worked hard to protect himself.

"If you don't tell me, I'll find it myself!" Mu Qingqing's temper has always been bad. She lifted her hand and pulled out the rubber hose on the back of her hand. Her sudden rise caused a brief lack of oxygen in her brain. The whirling sensation made her unable to walk out of the room and almost fell down.

He quickly grabbed Mu Qingqing's hand and said in a cold voice, "Mu Qingqing, you don't want to die!"

Mu Qingqing's physical strength has not yet recovered. Even if her impatience in her heart makes her want to lose her temper, the emotions that come up in the end are nowhere to be placed.

"Where is Molian city? Is he still alive?" When Mu Qingqing opened her mouth, her tears began to trickle out from the corner of her eyes. The more she concealed, the more uneasy she felt. That kind of uneasy mood, like someone pinched their neck, even difficult to breathe.

"Don't worry, he's too big to die!" Chengxi's face was a little gloomy. He had to admit that he was upset to see that Mu Qingqing was still so concerned about moliancheng when he was so fragile.Mu Qingqing was relieved. It was like a huge stone hanging in his heart that suddenly fell to the ground. Until this time, Mu Qingqing seemed to think of something and asked again, "what's wrong with song Yanshu?"

At this moment, standing outside the door, song Yanshu's face was livid, and his heart beat sometimes. He had a wry smile on his mouth. When he walked to the corridor, he grabbed a cigarette from an intern who was planning to leave for a cigarette and said dejectedly, "is there a fire?"

The intern looked only twenty years old. He was startled by the suddenly decadent man in front of him. He didn't know how to react for a moment, so he had to look straight at him and light the lighter for song Yanshu.

"Thank you..." Song Yan Shu coldly thanks, then pushed open the hospital corridor door, went to the small terrace to smoke.

Song Yanshu has not smoked for a long time. The last time when Mu Qingqing was in prison, he did not expect to pick up his cigarette again, but it was still because of the lingering shadow in his heart.