Lu Yishuang immediately asked Zhang Chengtian doubtfully, "president Zhang? It's you Did you save me? "
"Well." Zhang Chengtian nodded, "when I came back and found that you didn't see each other, I found the license plate that kidnapped you through monitoring. I chased you all the way to find you."
Just now he has analyzed it carefully - when she fainted in the waste factory, no one should have saved her.
If someone really saved her, why not take her away after he chased the kidnappers away, but let her continue to sleep in that dangerous factory building? What's the difference between this and Bai Jiu? Obviously not logical.
As for the blood on her face that doesn't belong to her
There was only one possibility for him to think about it. After the two kidnappers robbed her to the waste factory, they had a dispute about something, even moved their hands, which would cause the blood to splash all over her face.
Later, the two may have gone out to find a place to settle the dispute, but he was lucky enough to come in at this time and rescue her.
Although it is far fetched to say so, it seems to be the only explanation.
After hearing Zhang Chengtian's affirmative answer, Lu Yishuang's face was filled with disappointment. In fact, at the moment when she just woke up, she thought that she had saved her.
After all, she still remembers that she pressed the emergency call on the minibus and made a sharp phone call
But now think about it, their relationship is now frozen like this, he may not even answer her phone; even if he answers, he may not be able to guess that she is asking him for help; even if he guesses, he is in Shanghai now, even if he uses his private plane, he can't get here so soon
However, it is also a good thing to be able to escape. Lu Yishuang breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked, "have I been..."
Zhang Chengtian smiled at her and comforted her: "don't worry, my doctor has done a comprehensive examination for you, saying that you have not been hurt except for being hit hard in the back of your head."
This time, Lu Yishuang's heart finally returned to his stomach.
Just when she was in a coma in the disabled warehouse, she still had some consciousness; she could even hear the lewd laughter of the two men and feel that they were tearing her clothes
But later she could also feel that there seemed to be a man who rushed in and started a fight with two men and beat them all away. The man stroked her face comfortingly when she was in the most painful and desperate moment.
It is the temperature and gentle strength of the palm of that person's hand that makes her restless and on the verge of collapse gradually calm down.
So, these are all made by Zhang Chengtian? Zhang Chengtian is her benefactor?
At that critical moment, he was able to fight with two kidnappers, regardless of his own safety, just to save her At this moment, Lu Yishuang was filled with gratitude and stared at Zhang Chengtian: "Mr. Zhang, thank you very much. If it wasn't for you today, I'm afraid Did you hurt those two kidnappers when you beat them away? "
When Zhang Chengtian heard this, he was embarrassed to tell the truth: "Yishuang, you don't need to thank me, in fact, I didn't do anything. When I got to the abandoned factory, the kidnappers were gone. I saw you in a coma, and then I brought you back. "
Lu Yishuang is stunned. There is an incredible emotion in her eyes - is it really just like this?
However, those two kidnappers are so arrogant, how could they disappear from the sky? At that time, she could clearly hear a man fighting with two kidnappers, and even the kidnappers were beaten to cry and howl
Does it mean that before Zhang Chengtian arrived, someone had saved her first?
As soon as the idea came to her mind, she immediately pressed it - now beside her, who else can save her except Zhang Chengtian?
Perhaps, she was not as lucid as she imagined at that time, she was in a deep coma; the man who rushed in to save her and fought with two kidnappers regardless of her own safety was just her dream, her beautiful fantasy.
However, the temperature left by the man touching her face seems to be still fresh in her memory, even reluctant to give up It's a bit cruel to say that these are just dreams.
Her heart, a moment was full of full of loneliness.
Zhang Chengtian, who was sitting next to her, saw her suddenly changed face and began to worry: "Yishuang, what's wrong with you? Isn't it uncomfortable? "
Lu Yishuang immediately stopped daydreaming and turned to smile at him: "no, I'm ok. Thank you again."
"You really don't have to thank me," Zhang Chengtian's black eyes added a little more fierce color, "this thing must be done by Kangting again, it's me who has tied you up You can have a good rest now. I'll take care of the rest later. "
But now, Lu Yishuang can't sleep naturally. He opens his mouth and asks, "did Ann sleep? I want to see it. "
She's been gone for most of the day. Ann must be worried. She's afraid, isn't she?
"Well," Zhang Chengtian said, "I took care of the maid when I came out to save you. I must take care of ANN and don't let him out. It's so late now, he must have gone to bed early."But as soon as he spoke, there was a sharp knock on the door.
As soon as Zhang Chengtian got up and opened the door, he saw the maid standing at the door with a flustered face, and said with a fiery voice: "president Zhang, it's not good! Just now I thought Ann was asleep, but I didn't look at him. Unexpectedly, he just pretended to be asleep. As soon as I left, he turned over the window and fell down. Now he is still in a coma. It's not good to see the situation! "
"What!" Zhang Chengtian and Lu Yishuang spoke at the same time, and their hearts were immediately lifted to their voices.
"I asked you to look after him. How do you do things?" For a long time, no matter what happened, Zhang Chengtian didn't have such a big fire against the maid. But somehow, he would pay special attention to An'an in his heart. He couldn't tolerate any accidents. "What are you still doing? Call an ambulance to the hospital!"
* ten minutes later, city a hospital is in the corridor leading to the operating room.
An'an's little body lies motionless on the hospital bed, his eyes are closed tightly, his face is pale; he has a cut on his forehead, although he has made a simple bandage, but the blood still permeates from the gauze.
The hospital bed was pushed fast by the medical staff, followed by Lu Yishuang and Zhang Chengtian; they had to stop until the bed was pushed into the operating room and the door of the operating room was closed.