Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 77 Jin Ziqi Do you want to marry me! (1)
Seeing that the sapphire blue sports car was about to crash into it at a fast speed, Jin Ziqi's eyes tightened, but she didn't have any more panic about facing death, she turned her head to look at the man beside her.

The first movement she made was to squeeze his sleeve tightly instead of hugging her head.

Song Qiyan's lips were pursed tightly, his expression looked extraordinarily dignified but not panicked.

He stared intently at the approaching sports car in front of him, and his hands holding the steering wheel quickly turned to try to avoid the impending impact.

The tearing sound of the tires rubbing against the ground resounded through the sky, and it also made her eardrums buzz.

The sports car never stopped, and it was not easy to avoid it on the one-way street. Song Qiyan tried his best to avoid that crazy car.

However, just as the two cars collided between the fire and light stones, Song Qiyan suddenly untied his seat belt with lightning speed, turned around and hugged Jin Ziqi who was still in shock, and tightly protected Jin Ziqi with his chest. Caught her head and exposed body where she could see.

"Jin Ziqi." He seemed to hug her with all his strength, but only three words came out of his throat.

The gloomy sky suddenly began to rain cats and dogs.

On the viaduct, a Rolls-Royce and a sports car were biting together like two fighting beasts, colliding with fierce sparks, piercing through the pattering rain.

The piercing honking of the ambulance roared along with the violent wind and rain.

After the emergency brake, a group of medical staff hurriedly got out of the car carrying a stretcher and rushed to the wrecked car.

Drowsy, Jin Ziqi felt that the air full of gasoline and blood smell was dispelled.

She raised her eyelids with difficulty, only vaguely seeing a pair of clean hands reaching into the car, and she heard a gentle female voice: "Don't be afraid, it will be fine soon."

The blood dripping from her forehead thickened her eyelashes and blurred her vision, which was a hazy blood color.

She was carefully removed from the badly hit car by those hands, and then gently placed on the stretcher.

She heard the medical staff yelling urgently: "Come and save this man, hurry up! Hurry up!"

The image of Song Qiyan hugging her still remained in his mind.

At the most dangerous moment, he turned the front of the car to her side, exposing his position to the outside.

He hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body, he had never looked at her so seriously, he said to her: "Jin Ziqi, close your eyes."

He spoke too plainly, as if he wanted to relieve the fear that quickly gathered in her heart.

But this time she didn't listen to him. She opened her eyes wide and stared intently at his eyes, where she saw her own reflection.

There is only her reflection, and there is nothing else. Those eyes are too clear but also too heavy.

At the last moment, he decided to leave the chance of life to her!
When such a violent and crazy biting impact came, she just looked at him quietly.

He is so willing to die for her.

For the first time in her life, she wanted to live a good life with this man!

Jin Ziqi struggled to lift his exhausted body from the stretcher, but fell down again.

"Don't move around, the doctor hasn't checked you yet!" The medical staff gently and carefully pressed her shoulders.

"Hurry up, bring the stretcher and the oxygen mask, hurry up!" An anxious shout came faintly from outside the car.

Jin Ziqi wanted to push the medical staff away, but was stopped again and again. She turned her head, and through the slowly closing ambulance door, she saw the blurred white shadow in the torrential rain.

Also, a bloody man carried into another ambulance surrounded by those white shadows.

The door of the ambulance was closed tightly, and the smell of disinfectant filled her mouth and nose.

She felt something cold and soft wiping the wound on her forehead.

When the white figure in her sight was about to leave, she raised her right hand with the remaining strength, held the doctor's hand, and looked at him with half-loose eyes, "Go and save him first..."

After speaking, she closed her eyes and lost consciousness without waiting for a car of medical staff to react.

When Jin Ziqi woke up, what greeted his eyes was a large expanse of white scenery.

A stabbing pain in her forehead reminded her that the car accident was not a nightmare, but a real memory.

She heard footsteps walking quickly back and forth outside the ward and the sound of medical equipment colliding.

The smell of disinfectant has never dissipated from her breath.

Supporting his body with his weak hands, Jin Ziqi looked around. There was no one else in the huge ward except her, and there was no half shadow of Song Qiyan at all!

Jin Ziqi covered her aching head, she only roughly remembered that when two cars collided, the airbag in the car was deployed, and when she passed out, she only heard Song Qiyan's muffled groan suppressing the pain.

The panic in my heart was like a black ghost opening its mouth to swallow her.

She lifted the quilt on her body and wanted to get out of bed in a hurry, but fell to the ground because of her trembling legs.

The coldness of the floor penetrated into her skin through the wet clothes and drilled into her bone marrow.

In addition to the cold, what brought her endless fear and uneasiness.

The freshly healed wound on her forehead was re-opened and oozing blood due to her strenuous exercise.

Holding on to the edge of the bed, she got up with difficulty, suppressed the trembling pain, and staggered out of the ward.

"Miss, miss, where are you going? Your wound hasn't been bandaged yet!"

Ignoring the obstruction of the oncoming nurse, Jin Ziqi quickly ran to the information desk.

Her long hair was no longer as smooth as before, and was congealed together by muddy water and blood stains.

Just passing by an operating room with a green light on, the door of the operating room opened suddenly, and a strong smell of blood wafted out. Smelling this familiar smell, she could no longer lift her feet.

She turned her head slowly, looking at the dark operating room, her eyes were a little dull and dazed.

A doctor in a surgical gown came out first, and hurriedly rushed to the operating room behind him, shouting anxiously: "Get ready to send the patient to the operating room on the third floor, where there are all the necessary equipment, hurry up!"

The medical gloves the doctor was wearing were covered with blood, and one or two strands were dripping viscously.

It fell on the white and clean floor and gathered into a coquettish and eye-catching blood particle.

When the doctor quickly passed the dazed Jin Ziqi, his surgical gown was held by a slender hand, he lowered his head impatiently, and saw a woman in a mess.

"Doctor, is he seriously injured?" Her eyes were so empty that she couldn't see anything.

(End of this chapter)