At the speed of lightning, she watched her Rolls-Royce being knocked out by a truck...

Everything was too fast. When Xuyou realized that the car that caused the accident had disappeared, and Zhang Baichen fell into the driver's seat covered in blood.

...

The hospital and emergency operating room are dazzling red lights.

"Ahem..."

He coughed endlessly, his coat and hands were covered with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was her or Zhang Bochen's.

Her mind was in a mess, and she could be sure that the car that caused the accident was deliberately prepared, and her real target should be her, and Zhang Baichen became a victim by coincidence.

"Azan, I don't want an injection or an infusion, I'm afraid of pain..."

A delicate female voice rang in the corridor, making a wish was powerless to take care of, but the other party had noticed her, "Yeah, that's a wish?"

Following the line of voice, Shuo looked at him powerlessly. It was indeed Li Mengyao, and Zuo Zhan was still holding his straight figure beside him.

Li Mengyao came near her and saw the blood on her body. She was like a frightened little rabbit and drilled into Zuo Zhan's arms. "Azan, I'm dizzy and I'm afraid of blood..."

"Be good, then go to the ward to wait for me first." The man's pronunciation is light, but it shows comfort.

Li Mengyao shook her head hesitantly and deliberately raised the volume, "No, I'm going to be with you, always be with you!"

Zuo Zhan tightened his eyebrows, crossed her deep gaze and locked at Make Wish, "Why are all blood? Where are you injured?"

I was confused about making a wish and said nothing.

"It's okay to have so much blood? Have you checked it? Where is the wound..."

Such inquiries seem to be concerned, but in fact, they are very clear about making wishes. They are just because of childhood friendship and friendship.

But even so, Li Mengyao couldn't listen and shook his arm tiredly, "Azan, I feel dizzy and uncomfortable..."

Zuo Zhan did not stop anymore, but looked at Make Wish deeply, leaving a sentence, "Call me if you have something to do." Then he hugged Li Mengyao and moved to the ward.

After making a wish, he closed his eyes powerlessly for a while, and the phone rang.

There were two consecutive calls, one was called by an assistant and the other was called by the police in charge of the accident investigation. The contents discussed were exactly the same.

Hire the murderer to hurt others.

She is the goal!

After thinking for a while, she called back to her assistant, "In an hour, find out the identity of the murderer!"

As soon as the phone was received, the doctor in the operating room also came out and brought out a notice of critical illness.

Zhang Bochen's wife and children rushed over, covered their faces and cried bitterly when they asked for help.

The sound was heart-wrenching, as if in an instant, it pulled the wishing thoughts to the scene when my parents died unexpectedly thirteen years ago.

The pain of losing a loved one, you can't even think about it.

After so many years, Zhang Baichen has devoted himself to the Xu family for most of his life, loyal and assisted himself step by step, and at this time, he actually made the most of his life...

She felt more and more uncomfortable. She comforted her family as much as possible. The assistant called and said, "Mr. Xu, I found out that it was Li Mengyao. Her target is you. As for what it is, I don't know very well..."

It was because of that night between her and Zuo Zhan...

Make wishes and thoughts shaking, holding back the cough, and explaining, "Send me another copy when you hand over the evidence found to the police."

Then, she forced herself to walk to the ward.

At this time, Zuo Zhan was feeding Li Mengyao something to drink. He looked in through the empty door. His movements were extremely gentle and soft, and his side face also showed soft ripples.

Just as he was about to push the door, Li Mengyao noticed her with sharp eyes first, and quickly reached out and wrapped her hand around Zuo Zhan's neck, "Azhan, I love you, do you love me?"

"What do you want to mention this suddenly? Drink the soup first..."

Li Mengyao refused to let go, and she acted coquettishly and kissed the man on the cheek, "Speak quickly, I want to hear it!"

"You understand, what are you asking?"

In a word, it is undoubtedly love.

Xu Yuan snorted coldly in his heart, and her uncontrollable anger made her kick the door open.

The loud sound made Li Mengyao hide in Zuo Zhan's arms again as if she was frightened, and she was still coquettish, "Azan..."

Zuo Zhan let go of the soup bowl, leaned up and looked at her, "Why are you still kicking the door if you don't knock in when you come in?"

Zhuoyou ignored him and walked around the bed, with his beautiful eyes coldly attacking Li Mengyao, but he smiled before he could speak.

The smile was very cold, so cold that it was as cold as the ice of the twelfth lunar month, clear and lonely.
Chapter completed!