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There was also the voice of the bodyguard, trembling like a willow in the wind: "After Mr. Mo answered your phone, he was a little out of his mind. He drove off the highway alone, and then drove around without direction. We called him and asked him where he was going. He said he wanted to walk alone. Where he went was what he wanted. Then he went up a rugged mountain path. We felt a little dangerous, but he said the scenery here was good and we should see it. However, he drove Suddenly stop the car... "

Stop the car, because Mo Li's heart is really too uncomfortable. It's no use how he can bear and persuade himself.

He felt that his life had completely lost its direction. He felt that all his hard work was to wait for Cheng Qingyao to appear. Now she left and took away his direction.

However, he doesn't want to chase again, and doesn't want to humble love... But what should he do if he doesn't chase him?

He stopped the car, tears streaming down his eyes and cried silently. Why? Why should he be so cruel? Why did he abandon him? Why? In addition to a little master's temper and occasional bullying and stingy, what's wrong with him? What's wrong with him?

He couldn't help crying. An old farmer in front of him waved to him and didn't know what he wanted to say to him. But now he couldn't care about anything. He just cried and thought about Cheng Qingyao, where Cheng Qingyao and Bai Jinzhuo went now, whether they had got on the plane or left... The mobile phone vibrated nearby, but he didn't want to answer it, and then felt the vibration Come on, see the old farmer in front jump up and wave to him

He seemed to understand something. He started the car, but he was still a step late. A huge mountain talc hit the back of his car. He was knocked over, and the whole car turned down the mountain and rolled around. His head suddenly hit the steering wheel and the door. I don't know how many times he hit and how many times he turned. His world was quiet.

There was no sound, no pain, and only the last afterthought lingered in my mind: "Yaoyao, my love!"

"What about people? What about people now?" Nan Youjin's eyes were red and her face was as white as paper. Mo Li was his brother. His brother could do any bastard thing, but he could not die: "what about people? What about people now?"

"The mountain is steep. We went down and found him. The car is rotten. People are stuck in the car with blood all over. He still has weak breathing, but people can't get it out and die."

"Call, call someone..."

"I called and called the police. Xia Linjie said that there were friends here and had informed the helicopter to come to rescue. Mr. Mo had a doctor friend here. Wang Yuheng knew him and had informed the doctor to come. The key problem now is not these. It's blood. Mr. Mo's blood is very special. I don't know whether the hospital can. Mr. Nan, you know many people and have many contacts. Can you Can you summon the brothers and see if anyone's blood can match Dr. Mo's? "

"OK, ok..." Nan Youjin is in a mess. When he is not at the scene, his legs are weak. He starts to call and summon brothers, not just brothers, brothers, sisters, brothers' ancestors, 18 generations... All who can be called are called. Now it's important to save people and lives. Call Xia Linjie again: "What's the situation over there? How's Moli now?"

"The two helicopters have arrived, the doctors have arrived, and the firefighters have arrived. Now they are going to save people. The president of city a has gathered in the middle with his blood to see where to meet and find a nearby hospital for rescue. What about you? What's the situation over there? Can you call Cheng Qingyao back? With her, he can hold on."

"I'll try!" Nan Youjin can only try. He puts down his mobile phone and squats in front of Cheng Qingyao. Just about to open his mouth to speak, he sees that Cheng Qingyao's eyes are rustling down with big tears, one by one, one by one, and he feels silent and knows everything.

Yes, she heard it, all of it!

However, what was the use of her in the past? What should she do after she was saved? What should she do after she could not be saved? Her heart was trapped in a cage and had nowhere to see the light. She grabbed the clothes on her chest, clasped the meat under the clothes with her fingertips, and cried again and again, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

I'm sorry!

be it so!

This may be their fate, this may be their life, this may be God's will!

It's God's will, so it's over!

"Yao Yao..."

"Meaningless, really meaningless... What to do after that? Separate again? Combine again? Repeat like this? Sorry... I can't do it, I can't do it..." she was also painful and worried, but she was more anxious. She was so upset that she had no place to escape. She hit her head against the wall.

Nan Youjin can't force her anymore, nor dare she... The radio informs them that their flight is boarding. He can't leave without dealing with the matter at hand. Cheng Qingyao doesn't care about it and goes inside with his bag on his back

He couldn't let her go alone. He was so anxious that he stamped his feet and threw his cell phone to the assistant: "If they need any help, you can make the decision for me and release it. Now the first goal is to get Mo Li out of danger at all costs. Send me a text message when I get off the plane. When I get there, I can contact myself, so you must do it for me at this time."

Nanyoujin chased her and accompanied her to board the plane into the first class. She put down her bag, put on her eye mask and began to sleep. But the blindfold was wet when it fell asleep. It was all wet with water. Nan Youjin finally understood Mo Jianling's suffering, and the suffering between them was no less than theirs.

Mainly, I can't do anything but wait!

Turn off your mobile phone and fly all the way. Don't leave there. You can only guess!

One night, no one slept. Nan Youjin changed Cheng Qingyao's three eye masks. Finally, she barely got wet. However, after she stopped crying, the whole person retracted his body and became a breathing life body. He didn't cry, laugh or talk.

At this time, Mo Li was in the process of life and death rescue. His head was seriously injured, and his right leg was inserted by the chair. He had both trauma and internal injury, and there was too much bleeding. It was obvious that the blood stored at ordinary times was not enough, and the new blood had not been found.

The operation became particularly difficult.

Mo Jianling was a teenager. Her gray hair turned white at the speed visible to the naked eye. Her legs trembled when she walked. She couldn't walk without a crutch.

Duanmuyun cried and screamed in the corridor all night. She asked Mo Jianling to accompany her son and Cheng Qingyao to pay for her life.

All the conditions are not conducive to Mo Li's rescue, but fortunately Mo Li has a desire to survive. He has been working hard, cooperating and shouting: "Yaoyao... Yaoyao..." he heard Cheng Qingyao crying and Cheng Qingyao shouting in his ear: "don't die... Don't die... Mo Li, you don't die, don't die..."

"Where's Cheng Qingyao?" the Dean carefully operated while waiting for blood, and then asked about Cheng Qingyao's whereabouts. However, others can only tell his promise in three words: "she's gone..."