I really don't want a second marriage

The wedding scene was a mess.

When Han Qing came out, he just saw this scene. With a cold face, he went forward and helped Han Muzi up. He noticed that her snow-white wedding dress had been stepped on several black footprints, and the skin on her arm was broken. Even her white forehead had a red mark, as if it had been knocked out.

How could such a great change happen in just a few minutes?

Xiao Yan took a look, thought for a while, and directly turned to scold the media.

"Do you have human nature? After such a big thing, you pushed people down and hit Muzi. Are you a reporter? I think you're paparazzi!"

Xiaoyan's yelling made the people and media on the scene wake up a lot. They were really excited just now, but now Han Muzi, who was helped up by Han Qing, was pale and hurt. He leaned weakly in his arms. Suddenly, he was a little guilty, and we naturally stepped back a few steps.

"Sorry, we are also in a hurry. It's really unintentional. Miss Han doesn't seem to be in the right state. We'd better hurry to the hospital."

"Yes, yes, my hands are broken. I'd better hurry to see a doctor."

Han Muzi's strength was exhausted. At the moment, she had no strength at all. She stood against Han Qing like a ball of soft mud. Han Qing also knew that she could not be delayed. She simply beat her horizontally and picked her up.

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

"OK." Xiao Yan couldn't care about anything else at this time. He had to do it at Han Qing's orders.

When Han Qing leaves with Han Muzi in his arms and prepares to get on the bus, Han Muzi, who has been weakly leaning against his arms, suddenly reaches out and grabs Han Qing's sleeve.

"Is something wrong with Tingchen? Are they all true?"

Han Qing paused and then stopped.

"I don't believe it." Han Muzi looked pale at Han Qing holding him. "Brother, you tell me... What the media said is true?"

Han Qing always pursed his lips and didn't speak until he took her into the car. He whispered, "the scene is too chaotic for you to stay. Go to the hospital to deal with the wound first."

He stared at the bruise on Han Muzi's arm and her pale look.

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

go to the airport?

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

"I want to find him, brother..." Han Muzi raised her head, with some empty eyes.

She is holding Han Qing's hand like a dying fish. She grabs the last hope and is not willing to let go.

Such eyes

Han Qing couldn't bear to see it any more. He pursed his lips, clenched his teeth and said, "find him? Where can you find him? Can you find someone else when you go 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 deal with the wound."

Han Muzi stared in shock and looked at Han Qing incredulously.

"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 is very tough.

Han Muzi: "

She looked at Han Qing for a few seconds. She didn't know where the strength came from. She climbed directly to the door to open the door. Now the car is open. Her behavior is very dangerous. Han Qing had to stop her and yell, "are you crazy? Fall and kill you."

She said stubbornly, "even if I fall to death, I don't want to go to the hospital. I said I'm going to the airport, stop! Stop!"

“……”

Han Qing was really helpless when he looked at this crazy look. After spending so many years with this sister, he naturally knew that what she believed would not change. What she wanted to do, even if she hit her head and blood, she was willing to do it.

Han Qing made her hand, closed her eyes and said, "turn around and go to the airport."

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

Finally changed direction, Han Muzi put his heart down, then took out his mobile phone with trembling fingers and wanted to book a ticket.

Han Qing saw this scene and couldn't help interrupting her movements.

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

Han Muzi touched the hand of the screen. For a long time, she looked up at her brother.

"Then you say... What should I do? I can't get through to his cell phone and can't see his people. Can't you... 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 carefully. What can you do?"

When Han Qing said this, Han Muzi felt that she couldn't do anything. Go to the airport and buy tickets? But where should she buy it?

Tingchen, where did he... Encounter difficulties? What's it like now?

Thinking of this, Han Muzi quickly withdrew from the ticket booking interface and searched the news. She said to Han Qing, "brother, please help me see where the plane accident happened. Are you sure?"

Han Qing didn't move, but her eyes fell on her white arm. There was a large piece of bruised skin, and the exuded blood stained a little on the snow-white wedding dress, like red plum falling on the snow, blooming one by one.

Mingming... Was hurt, but she didn't seem to know the pain.

Han Qing sighed and took out his mobile phone to help her check. When he arrived at the airport, the official still didn't announce the location of the plane accident. Han Muzi and Han Qing waited anxiously in the car.

"Will the official announce the location of the disaster? If it has not been announced, let's..."

"Don't worry. I've already sent someone to check. Maybe it's not certain that yetingchen didn't get on that flight. Don't worry too much. I'll send someone to deliver medicine. Your arm needs to be dealt with."

"If he didn't get on that flight, he couldn't have started up until now... Brother." Han Muzi looked up at him with hope: "can we rely on the time of the accident to calculate the location?"

Han Qing: "

He pursed his thin lips and reminded her seriously.

"First deal with the arm injury, and then wait for the news."

Han Muzi stared at him and shook her head. "No way..."

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

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

"Will you help me, help me?"

When Han Muzi said this, her eyes were red, her nose was sour and her heart was numb, but her tears were always in her eyes and never fell down.

The driver in front looked at the scene through the rearview mirror. It seemed that she could feel her inner despair. Her eyes couldn't help but turn red.