The President's Deep Kiss: The Little Woman by the Pillow

Ling Momo raised her head and saw Li Qingshen looking at her. His face was pale, but there was a smile on his lips. His eyes were still charming, but the deep brilliance was gone. She heard him smile. He said to her, "Momo, don't cry, I'm fine."

After saying this, Li Qingshen suddenly closed his eyes and fell into a coma.

There were many people watching, and the speed of the two cars collided extremely fast, causing a serious traffic accident.

The police|police and an ambulance will arrive soon.

The people in the other car were hit even more horribly. They were covered in blood. When they got out of the car, they had died of breath. They probably died on the spot when the car collided with the car. [

Li Qingshen was quickly carried into the car by the rescuers, and Ling Momo climbed into the ambulance. The car was very fast and rushed towards the hospital.

Li Qingshen's face was as pale as a piece of paper, her eyes were closed, and her breathing was intermittent. Ling Momo tightly held his big limp hand, feeling that the man's body temperature, which was always warm, had turned cold. When she woke up, there was a pain in her heart that almost tore her in two.

The ambulance that called was from X City People's Hospital, and naturally it was also going to X City People's Hospital. After walking two intersections, Ling Momo's cell phone rang.

She lowered her head and glanced at the incoming call. It was an unfamiliar number. She answered it quickly, with a crying tone: "Hi, hello, I'm Ling Momo."

"I'm Qin Sheng." During the phone call, there was only a simple introduction.

"Qin Sheng?" The romantic young master who likes to wear red shirts quickly flashed in Ling Momo's mind, he is the young master of Bodi Group, and he is the same brother as Li Qing. Suddenly, her heart felt a little more stable, and then With a trembling voice, he said, "Master Qin, where are you? Li Qingshen, Li Qingshen was injured, he>

Before Ling Momo finished speaking, Qin Sheng said again: "I've already received a call about the matter of affection, don't worry, just listen to me."

"En." Ling Momo responded, and then heard Qin Sheng's voice again: "Which ambulance are you in now, give the driver the phone number and ask him to drive to my hospital."

Ling Momo nodded, and gave the mobile phone to the driver of the ambulance. Hearing that it was Qin Sheng, the driver of the ambulance immediately nodded and bowed in agreement. He also changed the route and drove to Qin Shi's hospital.

Ling Momo took the phone, but still felt a little uneasy in her heart. She looked at Li Qingshen lying there unconscious, and asked nervously, "Master Qin, Teacher, he will be fine, right?"

Qin Sheng didn't know how seriously Li Qingshen was injured, but he only knew that the person who hit him was killed abruptly, and the head of the world-class Bugatti Veyron was hit too badly. Just think about the impact. It's no small matter, he was afraid to be in a mess, but he still said to Ling Momo calmly: "Don't worry, the world's first-class doctors are at my house, and he will be fine!"

Qin Sheng's words are more comforting to Ling Momo than comforting himself.

Ling Momo hung up the phone, held Li Qingshen's hand blankly, and looked at the motionless man, with familiar eyebrows and eyes, still so exquisite, but at this moment, why did she feel so sad, so sad that she wanted to fall? tears.