Ye Shao's second wife

Chapter 694 Can You Help Me

The wedding scene was chaotic.

When Han Qing rushed out, he happened to see this scene. He directly helped Han Muzi up with a cold face, and noticed that her snow-white wedding dress had been stepped on several black footprints, and the skin on her arms was also scratched. It was broken, and even the white forehead had a red mark, as if it had been knocked out.

How could such a huge change happen in just a few minutes?
Xiaoyan glanced at it, thought for a while, then turned around and cursed at the group of media.

"Do you have any humanity? After such a big incident, you pushed people down and hit Mu Zi. Are you reporters? I think you are paparazzi!"

Xiaoyan's swearing made the media sober up a lot. They were indeed a little excited just now, but now they saw Han Muzi, who was helped by Han Qing, pale and injured, leaning weakly on his back. In the arms, I felt a little guilty, and everyone naturally took a few steps back.

"I'm sorry, we were also impatient for a while. It was not intentional. Ms. Han doesn't seem to be in the right condition. I'd better send her to the hospital to have a look."

"Yes, yes, the skin on your hands is broken, you should go to the doctor immediately."

All the strength in Han Muzi's body was drained, and she had no strength at all at the moment, standing against Han Qing like a ball of ooze. Han Qing also knew that there would be no delay, so he simply hugged her horizontally.

"I'll take her to the hospital. You should immediately contact the staff to evacuate the scene and deal with it."

"Okay." Xiaoyan didn't care about anything else at this time, and could only follow Han Qing's orders.

Han Qing carried Han Muzi away, and when he was about to get into the car, Han Muzi, who had been leaning weakly in his arms, suddenly reached out and grabbed Han Qing's sleeve.

"Did something happen to Mo Shen? Is what they said true?"

Han Qing paused, then stopped.

"I don't believe it." Han Muzi looked at Han Qing who was holding her with a pale face, "Brother, tell me...is everything the media said true?"

Han Qing kept his lips pursed and did not speak until he brought her into the car before he said in a low voice: "The scene is too chaotic, it is not suitable for you to stay here, go to the hospital to treat the wound first."

He stared at the scratch on Han Muzi's arm, and her pale expression.

"No!!" Han Muzi shook her head and grabbed Han Qing's sleeve tightly: "I'm not going to the hospital, I'm going to the airport."

to the airport?
Han Qing frowned, "If you go to the airport now, there are probably a lot of media over there."

"I want to find him, brother..." Han Muzi raised his head, his eyes were a little empty and lifeless.

The way she was holding Han Qing's hand at the moment was like a dying fish, holding on to the last bit of hope, unwilling to let go.

Such a look...

Han Qing couldn't bear to watch it any longer, pursed his lips, and gritted his teeth, "Looking for him? Where did you go to find him? Can you find someone else after going to the airport?"

"I'm going to the airport." Han Muzi insisted again.

Han Qing looked at the driver, "Go to a nearby doctor and treat the wound."

When Han Muzi heard this, her eyes widened in shock, and she looked at Han Qing in disbelief.

"I'm not going to the hospital!"

"Your hand is injured, and your condition is not very good. You must go to the hospital immediately." Han Qing's attitude was very tough.

Han Muzi: "..."

She looked at Han Qing for a few seconds, and she didn't know where the strength came from. She climbed to the door and wanted to open the door. Now that the car is driving, her behavior is very dangerous. Han Qing had to stop her quickly, growling : "Are you crazy? Fall and kill you."

But she said stubbornly: "Even if I fall to my death, I don't want to go to the hospital. I said I'm going to the airport. Stop! Stop!"

"..."

Han Qing felt very helpless looking at this crazy look. He has been with this sister for so many years, so he naturally knows that what she thinks will not change. What she wants to do is to make her head bleed Flow, she herself is willing.

Han Qing controlled her hand, closed his eyes, and said, "Turn around and go to the airport."

The driver obeyed Han Qing's order. When he said U-turn, he didn't dare to say anything else, so he immediately turned around and drove towards the airport.

Finally changing direction, Han Muzi felt relieved, then took out her phone with trembling fingers, intending to book a flight ticket.

Seeing this scene, Han Qing couldn't help interrupting her movements.

"Want to book a plane ticket? Have you figured out where to go? If the plane crashes and the news hasn't been broadcast yet, you don't know where to go at all."

Han Muzi paused for a moment with her hand touching the screen, and looked up at her brother for a while.

"Then what do you say... what should I do? I can't get through to his cell phone now, and I can't see his people. Could it be... let me do nothing? "

Han Qing took a deep breath and nodded.

"Indeed, it's best if you don't do anything now. Calm down and think about it carefully. What can you do?"

When Han Qing said this, Han Muzi instantly felt that she seemed unable to do anything, go to the airport, buy a ticket?But where should she buy it?

Mo Shen... where did he meet the disaster?What is it like now?
Thinking of this, Han Muzi hurriedly exited the ticket booking interface, but went to search the news, and said to Han Qing: "Brother, please help me to see where the accident happened, are you sure?"

Han Qing didn't move, but his eyes fell on her fair arm lightly, where a large piece was scratched, and the skin was torn, and the oozing blood stained a little on the snow-white wedding dress, like a red plum falling on it. On the snow, one by one is in full bloom.

Obviously... was injured, but she didn't seem to know the pain.

Han Qing sighed, and resignedly took out her mobile phone to help her check it out. When they arrived at the airport, the authorities still hadn't announced the location of the accident, and Han Muzi and Han Qing waited anxiously in the car.

"Will the official announce the location of the death? If it has not been announced, then we..."

"Don't worry, I've sent someone to investigate. Maybe Ye Moshen didn't get on that flight. Don't worry too much. I'll send someone to bring medicine. Your arm needs to be dealt with."

"If he hadn't boarded that flight, he wouldn't be able to turn it on until now...Brother." Han Muzi suddenly raised his head and looked at him with hopeful eyes: "Can we calculate the location based on the time of the accident? "

Han Qing: "..."

He pursed his thin lips and reminded her seriously.

"Treat the arm injury first, and then wait for the news."

Han Muzi stared at him blankly, shaking his head. "No way..."

"Brother, I can't wait for news any longer."

"I can't wait at all, I...although I can't do anything, but...I really can't do nothing..."

"Help me, help me, okay?"

When Han Muzi said this, her eyes were red, her nose was sore, and her heart was numb, but the tears were still in her eyes and never fell.

The driver in front looked at this scene through the rearview mirror, as if he could feel the despair in her heart, and his eyes couldn't help turning red.

(End of this chapter)