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Chapter 250 Raging Memories (5)

Afterwards, Han Cheng also got out of the car and walked quickly to them. Looking down, he saw a pool of blood on Mu Jianxuan's forehead, and his brows tightened: "Yiren, take him to the hospital first."

"Okay..." Xie Yiren nodded in panic, and raised his hand to lift Mu Jianxuan up, but a pair of big palms rushed to support Mu Jianxuan's body from her arms, and lifted him up effortlessly.

"Go to the back door." Han Cheng supported Mu Jianxuan's body with both hands, leaning his whole body on his shoulders, and then took big steps towards his car.

Xie Yiren nodded mechanically, and immediately ran to the front of the car, opened the door of the back seat, and helped Han Cheng to help Mu Jianxuan into the car, and then sat in the back seat himself.

Under the bright lights in the car, Xie Yi could see Mu Jianxuan's injury clearly. His originally fair face had long been pale, his eyes were closed, his lips were pale, but there was a shocking bloodstain on his forehead, forming a Stark stark contrast.

Xie Yi caressed his cold face with trembling hands, and then slowly lowered his body that was leaning against the back of the rear seat, leaning on his shoulders.

The closed workshop was not as spacious as the main road, and soon, the strong smell of blood filled the small space. Because the two were so close, the Xieyi people also smelled the pungent alcohol smell from the smell of blood.

He drank?

Drinks for her...

Xie Yiren's heart suddenly felt astringent, she stretched out her hand to wrap his body around his body, perhaps touching the wound on Mu Jianxuan's body, the man in her arms finally had a slight reaction, and hummed softly.

The Xie Yi people were so frightened that they quickly retracted their hands, but their fingertips clearly felt a touch of sticky moisture, with warmth...

She lowered her eyelids stiffly, staring blankly at her blood-stained hands, and then looked along the place where her fingers touched just now. The black shirt was stained with a dark red, and the wound was still bleeding out, and it slid straight down, staining him red. In the palm of his right hand, what was tightly held in his palm was his mobile phone, the mobile phone that he had talked with her before.

His right hand, his right hand playing the piano...

"Jianxuan..." Xie Yiren's eyes quickly filled with tears, and then fell down uncontrollably.

Han Cheng sat in the driver's seat and saw Xie Yiren crying silently through the rearview mirror. She hugged Mu Jianxuan while he looked at her...

A three-person pantomime.

The weeping woman probably sensed his sight, she stopped crying immediately, raised her head, and the eyes of the two collided in mid-air.

"Han Cheng, why don't you drive yet, drive quickly, Jianxuan needs treatment now, drive quickly..." Xie Yiren was in a hurry, his hoarse voice suddenly raised, extremely sharp.

Hearing this, Han Cheng stared blankly, flashed a touch of pain very quickly, and immediately took the two people's gaze away, quickly started the car, and drove to the Emgrand Hospital near University A, holding the steering wheel with his hands because With force, the blue veins are faintly raised.

Xie Yiren also looked away, not noticing the pain in Han Cheng's eyes, and lowered his head, looking at Mu Jianxuan's bleeding right arm with a sad look.

No, I can't let Jianxuan bleed anymore, she must find a way to stop the bleeding.

"Han Cheng——" Xie Yi raised his head, looked at Han Cheng in the front seat, and asked urgently, "Do you usually have clean clothes in your car?"

Han Cheng stopped saying "what's the matter" abruptly, nodded his head expressionlessly, then freed up a hand to take out a clean white shirt from the storage compartment in the car, and handed it to Shea people.

(End of this chapter)