Warm marriage to the bone, the president's wife is ruthless

Chapter 552

"Yellow is still blue, yellow is still blue..." Song Yanshu muttered to himself, repeating silently over and over again countless times, the countdown suddenly changed from 120 seconds to only ten seconds left, and the beeping timer reminded The sound is like a life-threatening talisman, as if there is a slight difference, it is the difference between heaven and earth.

Mu Qingqing's hand holding Mo Liancheng was filled with sweat, it was so cold that there was no warmth at all, she didn't even know what she had relied on to survive until now, her whole body seemed to be unconscious.From the beginning of being hungry, until now I feel that the empty stomach is full of sour liquid.

"5,4,3, [-], [-]..." The countdown is approaching the last moment, and Song Yanshu has no time to analyze the written principles of blasting and dismantling. He can only close his eyes, pick up a thread, and ruthlessly Cut it off.

Everyone held their breath until the countdown lights went off in an instant.

"Great, great..." Mu Qingqing said in a weak voice, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Yanshu sat slumped on the ground, his clothes were already drenched with sweat, but just when everyone had relaxed their vigilance, the same beeping sound as the warning sound of the countdown came again, and Song Yanshu jumped up instinctively. Standing up, he yelled when he saw that the timer was counting down again with only three seconds left.

"Run!"

Song Yanshu subconsciously stretched out his hand to protect Mu Qingqing, but before him, he pulled Mu Qingqing into his arms with both hands. Mo Liancheng's reaction was quick, he almost used his body to protect Mu Qingqing, exhausted Jump with all your strength.At the same time, the explosion behind him was deafening.

A wave of heat pushed everyone away fiercely, jumped up in the air, and after the body writhed and spun a few times in the air, it fell hard to the ground.

Mu Qingqing was terribly frightened. She called Mo Liancheng's name frantically, but found that she couldn't make a sound at all, and there were bursts of roaring sounds in her ears.There was clearly a crowd behind her, but she couldn't hear anything, as if the whole world had quieted down and become silent.

Before she fainted, she saw Mo Liancheng's body covered in blood, but still protecting herself tightly.

When she woke up again, Mu Qingqing felt as if she had had a long dream, in which chaos intertwined, and she was like a bystander, watching tragedies keep happening.She stood up suddenly, but her face was stinging with pain from the pain in her arm. She subconsciously stretched out her hand to touch it, only to realize that her arm had been wrapped in gauze.

"Where is Mo Liancheng, where is he!" When Mu Qingqing's pupils fully adapted to the light, she realized that she was already in the hospital ward, and the person standing by was not Mo Liancheng, but Cheng Qi.

"You're awake, the doctor told you not to move around, or the wound will become infected and inflamed!" Cheng Qi quickly put down the water glass in his hand, and stepped nervously to the edge of the hospital bed to stop Mu Qingqing from moving.There was still a needle on the back of her hand for infusion, and her face was terribly pale and pitiful.

"Where is Mo Liancheng, how is he?" When Mu Qingqing was grabbing Cheng Qi and desperately asking, Song Yanshu stopped the steps that were about to enter the ward, as if someone had grabbed him hard in his heart, the pain was severe .He dodged subconsciously and hid on the other side of the door of the ward, trying not to let Mu Qingqing or Cheng Qi see him.

"Calm down first, and get the injection obediently. Do you know that you have severe hypoglycemia, and you will die if you come one step later! Also, the fragments from the explosion pierced your arm. Although most of them were removed during the operation, the doctor said There are likely to be very small pieces of debris in the skin that can easily cause inflammation, so you..."

Standing in front of Mu Qingqing, Cheng Qi explained everything seriously. When he was speaking, he had already suppressed the choking in his throat. He had to try his best to keep himself calm, even though he was very worried about Mu Qingqing. .

That's why the moment Mu Qingqing woke up, she got up and wiped the liquid from the corner of her eyes, and pretended to pour water in a panic.It would be too embarrassing for a big man to cry.

Mu Qingqing's lips were still pale, she couldn't hear what Cheng Qi was saying, at this moment, all she cared about was the last scene she saw before she lost consciousness, that was the man who tried his best to protect her .

"If you don't tell me, I'll find it myself!" Mu Qingqing's temper has never been good. She raised her hand and pulled out the drip tube on the back of her hand. The sudden movement of standing up caused a short-term lack of oxygen to the brain, and the world was spinning. Feeling that she couldn't get out of the room, she almost fell.

Cheng Qi moved quickly, grabbed Mu Qingqing's hand, and said coldly, "Mu Qingqing, don't you want to die!"

Mu Qingqing's physical strength has not yet recovered. Even though the impatience in her heart made her want to lose her temper, the emotions that surged up finally dissipated in an instant with nowhere to rest.

"Where's Mo Liancheng, is he still alive?" When Mu Qingqing opened her mouth, tears trickled from the corners of her eyes, and the more Cheng Qi concealed it, the more uneasy she felt.That uneasy feeling was like someone had strangled his neck, making it difficult to even breathe.

"Don't worry, he's going to die!" Cheng Qi's face was a little gloomy, and he had to admit that seeing Mu Qingqing still caring about Mo Liancheng so much when he was so fragile, he felt a little upset.

Only then did Mu Qingqing heave a sigh of relief, as if a boulder hanging in her heart fell to the ground in an instant, until this time, Mu Qingqing seemed to remember something, and asked again, "Where is Song Yanshu, how is he?" ?”

At this moment, Song Yanshu, who was standing outside the door, had a livid face, his heartbeat sped up and down, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and when he swayed and walked to the corridor, he was picked up by an intern doctor who was about to go off and smoke a cigarette. Grabbing a cigarette in his hand, he said dejectedly, "Is there a fire?"

The intern seemed to be only about 20 years old, and was startled by the sudden and dejected man in front of him. He didn't know how to react for a while, so he obediently helped Song Yanshu light the lighter with straight eyes.

"Thank you..." Song Yanshu thanked him coldly, then pushed open the small door in the hospital corridor, and walked to the small balcony to smoke a cigarette.

Song Yanshu hadn't smoked for a long time, the last time was when Mu Qingqing was in prison, she never expected to pick up a cigarette again but it was still because of the lingering shadow in her heart.

(End of this chapter)