Did Mr.Zhan withdraw from the marriage today?

"Hum..." the buzzer kept ringing in Joe's mind.

Her sight was blurred, her ears were ringing, and her head was in pain.

After a long time, Qiao Zhen saw the situation clearly.

Zhan Nanting lay on the airbag on the steering wheel with his forehead stained with blood, his eyes closed and motionless.

Joe's head was blank for a moment, and her body became cold almost for a moment, making her stiff and unable to move at all.

A moment later.

In her panic, she stretched out her hand and trembled to explore Zhan Nanting's breath.

At the moment he felt his breath, Joe's tears came down.

At this time, someone opened the co pilot's door and shouted to Qiao Yu outside;

"Are the people on the bus okay?"

Joe didn't answer, but he was taken out of the car. It was still raining outside. Joe endured headache and nausea and stumbled to the driver's seat with the front of the car.

She came to the driver's seat and saw that the front of the car on this side had been dented, so the door was twisted and could not be opened.

This is because Zhan Nanting turned the front of the car in the direction of Qiao Zhen when he could not avoid at the critical moment, so the modern car hit the front of the driver's seat, trying to protect Qiao Zhen as much as possible

Joe tried to pull the door hard, but the door didn't move.

"Miss, don't try! This door can't be opened. We can't open it. We've reported 120119. He may be stuck in it. We'd better not touch him!" a kind-hearted middle-aged man came to explain the situation to Qiao.

It was raining hard and he shouted very loudly.

Hearing it in Joe's ears, it was magnified several times. I heard her head buzzing with sharp pain.

Joe's head still hurts. The rain splashes down. She doesn't know whether it's the rain that blurred her sight or tears, or whether she can't see clearly now.

She's going back to the car with him.

"Hey, what are you doing? It's useless for you to go up. We tried. He's stuck!"

Joe fangruo didn't hear the reminder from her descendants. She couldn't walk steadily with the front of the car, but she returned to the car and she wanted to accompany him.

There was only one thought in her mind now.

"Brother Nanting, brother Nanting... Can you hear me? Wake up, wake up..."

Qiao Zhen did not dare to fight Nanting, but called softly again and again.

But before Zhan Nanting woke up and the ambulance arrived, she fainted first.

-

Joe in a coma seemed to enter a dream.

Here, the lights are bright and the music is deafening.

Joe should have hated it here, but she was standing on the sofa with a bottle of wine in her hand and a man under her feet. She was very excited.

And this man is Nie Yunfei.

He stretched out his hand to touch Joe's calf. Joe's foot stepped on it so hard that he snorted with pain.

Joe smiled contemptuously and bent down to look at Nie Yunfei.

"Nie Yunfei, does it hurt?" she asked him indifferently, like a high queen, giving mercy to a prisoner.

Nie Yunfei quickly shook his head. His eyes were full of Infatuation: "no pain, no pain at all, as long as you are happy!"

When Qiao Zhen heard the speech, he pulled up a smile, frowned ironically and disgusted, raised his hand and poured the wine into Nie Yunfei's face. The liquor poured into Nie Yunfei's nose, which made him very uncomfortable.

But he still didn't resist, just endured.

Joe looked at his reaction and smiled happily, as if he was very happy.

She threw the bottle away, took it back, stepped on Nie Yunfei's feet, jumped off the sofa and went straight to the door.

"Where are you going, Qiao?" Nie Yunfei hurriedly climbed down to keep up, regardless of his current embarrassment.

Joe looked back, his red lips raised slightly: "follow up, waste."

……

The picture suddenly turned.

Joe tied Nie Yunfei, who obeyed him, to the bed, blindfolded and blocked his mouth.

Then she took out all kinds of jewelry worn on her body, projection screen and projection keyboard. Her fingers tapped on the projected virtual keyboard

Suddenly, the door was knocked.

Joe frowned irritably and accelerated his speed.

When people outside broke in, Qiao had packed everything and Nie Yunfei was unbound.

Joe looked at the man at the door.

It's Nanyan.

The sudden picture is another turn.

Joe squatted in the dark room. Only the sparse moonlight was shining slightly from the window. She held the broken glass photo frame in her hand.

Her hands were full of blood, and her white skirt was stained with mottled blood, but she didn't feel it. She felt the photos full of glass debris in her hands

"Grandpa."

"Why did you leave me like them?"

"Leave me alone, leave me alone..."

"You were killed, and your parents were killed, too, right? It must be, or you won't leave it, it must be, it must be!"

"Grandpa... I will avenge you, I will avenge you..."

There was a sharp pain in Joe's heart, which made her almost out of breath. She suddenly opened her eyes!

White light.

The dazzling white light made Joe squint.

"Girl, girl, wake up!" was the old lady's voice.

Joe fixed his eyes, and then he saw the surroundings. It should be in the hospital ward. Grandpa Zhan and grandma Zhan were there.

They were looking at her with a happy face.

Soon, the doctor came to check Joe and told her to stay in the hospital for observation for a day.

"It's all right. It's all right." the old lady raised her hand and wiped her tears. She didn't want Joe to worry.

Qiao Peng opened his mouth and asked, "brother Nanting, he's very happy."

"He has finished the operation. It's all right. It's just a little skin injury. He's sleeping now." old man Zhan said softly.

Joe listened, but he was still worried.

"I'll see him." she had no problem except a headache and had strength.

Qiao Zhen was going to see Zhan Nanting. The second old man didn't stop her and accompanied her to the next ward.

Zhan Nanting's head was wrapped with gauze and red blood. He looked a little pale and haggard.

"It's just a broken skin. After a few stitches, it will be all right in ten days and a half months. Don't worry." the old man said faintly to Qiao.

What does it matter if a man is hurt? He's not so delicate.

Zhan Nanting was indeed asleep. Qiao Zhen didn't bother him and went back to the ward.

"Grandma, Grandpa, I'm fine, so you don't have to stay here with me." Joe half lay in bed and said to the second master.

"Then have a good rest and we won't quarrel with you." the old man decided and took the old lady away.

Out of the ward.

The old man said with lingering fear: "fortunately, the girl is fine, otherwise I'm really sorry for old Joe."

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have let them come. When can I have a meal? I have to let them come in this weather." the old lady scolded herself all over her face.

The old man pushed the old lady along. He said with relief, "don't think about it. They came here with the filial piety of the young couple. Today's accident was also an accident. The traffic police brigade checked it. The brake of the car broke down, but he was unlucky."

"Now they're both just having a slight concussion, and there's nothing else. This is also a blessing in misfortune. We should think better..."

In the ward.