The wedding scene was a mess.

When Han Qing came out, he just saw this scene. With a cold face, he helped Han Muzi up and noticed that her white wedding dress had been stamped with several black footprints, and the skin on her arm had been broken. Even her white forehead had a red mark, as if it had been knocked out.

It's only a few minutes. How can this great change happen?

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

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

Xiaoyan's abuse made the people and media at the scene wake up a lot. They were really excited just now, but now they saw that Han Muzi, who was helped up by Han Qing, was pale and hurt. Leaning weakly in his arms, they felt guilty and naturally stepped back.

"I'm sorry, we're just in a hurry. We didn't mean to. Miss Han doesn't seem to be in the right state. We'd better send her to the hospital to have a look."

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

Han Muzi's strength has been exhausted. At the moment, she has no strength at all. She is standing against Han Qing like a ball of soft mud. Han Qing knows that she can't delay any longer, so she just holds her up.

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

"All right." Xiaoyan doesn't care about anything else at this time, so she can only listen to Han Qing's instructions.

Han Qing leaves with Han Muzi in his arms. When he is ready to get on the bus, Han Muzi, who has been leaning weakly in his arms, suddenly reaches out and grabs Han Qing's sleeve.

"Is something wrong with Moxuan? Are they all true? "

Han Qing took a step and then stopped.

"I don't believe it." Han Mu Zi looked at Han Qing holding him with a pale face, "brother, you tell me Is what the media says 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 for you to stay. Go to the hospital to deal with the wound first."

He stared at the bruise on Han Mu Zi's arm and her pale look.

"No!" Han Mu Zi shook her head and grasped Han Qing's sleeve: "I'm not going to the hospital, I'm going to the airport."

To the airport?

Han Qing frowned, "if you go to the airport now, there will be a lot of media there."

"I want to find him, brother..." Han Mu Zi raised her head, and her eyes were empty.

She is holding Han Qing's hand at the moment, just like a dying fish. She catches the last hope and is not willing to let go.

Such eyes

Han Qing couldn't bear to look at it any more. He pursed his lips and gritted his teeth? 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 again.

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

Han Mu Zi is shocked to open her eyes and looks at Han Qing incredulously.

"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

She looked at Han Qing for a few seconds, but she didn't know where the strength came from. She climbed to the door and wanted 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 stubbornly: "even if I fall to death, I don't want to go to the hospital. I said I want to go to the airport, stop! Stop the car

“……”

Han Qing has no choice but to look at this crazy look. He has been with his sister for so many years, and naturally knows that what she thinks will not change. What she wants to do, even if it makes her head broken, she is willing.

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

The driver listened to Han Qing's order. He said he would turn around, but he didn't dare to say anything else. So he turned around immediately and drove towards the airport.

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

One side of Han Qing to see this scene, can not help but interrupt her action.

"Want to book a flight? Have you figured out where to go? If it's a plane accident, you don't know where to go until the news comes out. "

Han Mu Zi touched the hand of the screen and looked up at her brother for a while.

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

Han Qing took a deep breath and nodded.

"It's true that if you don't do anything now, it's the best. Calm down and think about it. What can you do? "Being said by Han Qing, Han Muzi felt that she couldn't do anything. How about going to the airport and buying air tickets? But where should she go?

Mo Xuan Where is the difficulty? What's it like now?

Thinking of this, Han Muzi quickly withdrew from the booking interface and went to search the news. He said to Han Qing: "brother, please help me to have a look. Where is the location of the plane accident? Are you sure?"

Han Qing didn't move, but her eyes fell on her white arm, where a large piece of bruised skin has been broken, exudation of blood stained a little in the snow-white wedding dress, like red plum fell on the snow, one by one in full bloom.

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 got to the airport, the official didn't announce the location of the plane accident. Han Muzi and Han Qing were waiting anxiously in the car.

"Will the authorities announce the location of the accident? If we don't publish it all the time, let's... "

"Don't worry. I've asked someone to check it. Maybe yemoxuan didn't get on that flight. You don't have to worry too much. I'll ask someone to send medicine. Your arm needs to be dealt with."

"If he hadn't been on that flight, he couldn't still be on the line Brother Han Mu Zi looked up at him with hope: "can we calculate the location by the time of the accident?"

Han Qing

He pursed his thin lips and reminded her seriously.

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

Han Mu Zi looked at him and shook his head. "No way..."

"Brother, we can't wait for any more news."

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

"Will you help me, help me?"

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

The driver in front looked at the scene through the rear-view mirror. It seemed that she could feel the despair in her heart, and her eyes could not help reddening.