Chapter 711

The wedding scene was a mess.

When Han Qing rushed out, he just saw this scene. He stood up with cold face and noticed that several black footprints had been stamped on her white wedding dress, and the skin on her arm was also broken. Even a red mark on her white forehead seemed to have been hit.

Only a few minutes, how can this tremendous change happen?

Xiaoyan took a look, thought for a long time, directly turned to the group of media.

"Do you have humanity? Out of such a big thing, you also pushed people down, but also hit Mu Zi, are you a reporter? I think you are paparazzi

Han's face was pale in the media just now, but some of them were shocked by his weak face.

"I'm sorry, we were also in a hurry. It wasn't intentional. Miss Han doesn't seem to be in a right state. I'd better send her to the hospital for a look."

"Yes, yes, my hands are all broken. I'd better send them to the doctor."

Han Muzi's strength has been drained out. At this moment, she has no strength at all. She stands against Han Qing like a ball of mud. Han Qing knows that there is no time to delay. She simply beats her and holds her up.

"I'll take her to the hospital. You can contact the staff immediately to evacuate the scene and deal with it."

"OK." Xiao Yan didn't care about anything else at this time. She could only listen to Han Qing's instructions.

Han Qing left with Han Muzi in his arms. When he was ready to get on the bus, Han Muzi, who had been weakly leaning against his arms, suddenly reached for Han Qing's sleeve.

"Is something wrong with Mo Shen? Are they all true? "

Han Qing stopped after a pause.

"I don't believe it." Han Muzi looked pale at Han Qing holding her, "brother, you tell me What the media said is true? "

Han Qing always pursed his lips and didn't speak until he took her to the car. He said in a low voice: "the scene is too chaotic. It's not suitable for you to stay. Go to the hospital to deal with the wound first."

He stares at the bruise on Han Muzi's arm and her pale look.

"No Han Muzi shook his head and grasped Han Qing's sleeve: "I don't go to the hospital, I'm going to the airport."

To the airport?

Han Qing frowned, "now to the airport, it is estimated that there are many media."

"I want to find him, brother..." Han Muzi raised his head, his eyes were empty and inanimate.

She is holding Han Qing's hand at the moment, just like a dying fish. She grabs the last hope and refuses to let go.

Such eyes

Han Qing couldn't bear to look at it any more, pursed her lips and clenched her teeth: "looking for him? Where are you going to find him? When you go to the airport, can you find someone else? "

"I'm going to the airport." Han Muzi insisted.

Han Qing looked at the driver, "go to the doctor nearby and deal with the wound."

Han Muzi, shocked to stare big eyes, can not believe looking at Han Qing.

"I'm not going to the hospital!"

"Your hand is injured and you are not in good condition. You must go to the hospital immediately." Han Qing's attitude is very tough.

Han Muzi: "it's just

She looked at Han Qing for a few seconds. She didn't know where the strength came from. She climbed directly to the door to open the door. Now the car was driving. Her behavior was very dangerous. Han Qing had to stop her and yelled: "are you crazy? Fall down and kill you. "

But she said obstinately, "even if I fall to death, I don't want to go to the hospital. I said I would go to the airport and park! Stop

“……”

Han Qing had no choice but to look at this crazy look. He had been with this sister for so many years, and naturally knew that what she believed would not change. What she wanted to do, even if it was to make her head and blood broken, she was willing to do it.

Han Qing controlled her hand, closed his eyes and said, "turn around and go to the airport."

The driver listened to Han Qing's order. When he said to turn around, he didn't dare to say anything else, so he immediately turned around and drove in the direction of the airport.

Finally changed direction, Han Muzi heart put down, and then shaking fingers out of the mobile phone, want to book tickets.

Seeing this scene, Han Qing couldn't help interrupting her movements.

"Want to book a ticket? Have you figured out where to go? If it's a plane accident and the news hasn't been broadcast, you don't know where to go. "

Han Muzi touched the hand of the screen for a while, then she looked up at her brother.

"Then you say What am I going to do? I can't get through to his cell phone now. I can't see his people. Can't Let me do nothing? "

Han Qing took a deep breath and nodded.

"It's true that you don't do anything now, that's the best. Calm down and think about it. What can you do? "When Han Qing said this, Han Muzi felt that he couldn't do anything. He went to the airport and bought a ticket? But where should she buy it?

Mo Shen He Where is the difficulty? What is it like now?

Thinking of this, Han Muzi quickly quit the ticket booking interface, but went to search the news, and said to Han Qing: "brother, please help me to see where the accident happened. Have you confirmed it?"

Han Qing didn't move, but her eyes fell on her white arm, where a large piece was abraded, and the skin had been broken. The bleeding silk was stained with some on the snow-white wedding dress. It was like red plum falling on the snow, blooming one by one.

Clearly She was hurt, but she didn't seem to know the pain.

Han Qing sighed and took out her mobile phone to help her check. When she arrived at the airport, the official still didn't announce the location of the accident. Han Muzi and Han Qing were worried about waiting in the car.

"Will the authorities announce the location of the victims? If we don't publish it all the time, we'll... "

"Don't worry. I've already sent someone to check. Maybe it's not sure that you didn't get on that flight at night. Don't worry too much. I'll send medicine to you. Your arm needs to be dealt with."

"If he didn't get on that flight, he couldn't have been on it until now Brother. " Han Muzi suddenly raised his head and looked at him with a look of hope: "can we rely on the time of the accident to calculate the location?"

Han Qing:

He pressed his thin lips and reminded her carefully.

"Deal with the arm injury first, and then wait for the news."

Han Muzi looked at him stupidly and shook his head. "No way..."

"Brother, you can't wait for news."

"I can't wait at all. I I can't do anything, but I really can't do nothing... "

"Can you help me, help me?"

When Han Muzi said these things, her eyes were red, her nose was sour, her heart was numb, but her tears were still in her eyes and never fell down.

The driver in front looked at this scene through the rear-view mirror. She seemed to feel the despair in her heart. Her eyes were red.