A black Land Rover runs wildly on the mountain road.

The driver's driving skills are extraordinary, but the back seat is still very bumpy.

Xu Yan took the gauze from nowhere and was pressing the man's head to stop the bleeding.

But even so, Mo Junzhe's consciousness was already a little drowsy.

The entire carriage was extremely silent, except for the sound of the road rolling over potholes, there were only a few people's breathing.

Xiong Dong kept looking back, and saw that the man's face was getting paler and his heart was almost hanging in the air.

"Should have gone straight to the ambulance just now..."

"That's not much faster than us," the driver said.

He looked extraordinarily fierce, and with his extraordinarily strong figure, Xiong Dong really didn't dare to refute for a while.

But looking at it right now, the president's eyes are closed, as if he has lost consciousness...

Until the car enters the city.

"The No. 10 Hospital, right? I'll take a small road and we'll be there in [-] minutes."

But Mo Junzhe in the back seat finally opened his eyes.

"Call Xiaobao."

The moment he heard his voice, Xiong Dong heaved a long sigh of relief, "President, it's good that you are still awake."

"Call up."

Mo Junzhe was already exhausted from speaking, and it seemed that just a few words had consumed all his strength.

"Yes, yes, immediately."

Xiong Dong naturally followed suit.

Over there, Xiao Bao picked it up almost instantly, "Hello, Uncle Xiong Dong."

"Young master, sir is looking for you."

He turned on the public release, and brought the phone closer to Mo Junzhe.

The man's breathing was short of breath, and he seemed to have difficulty opening his mouth.

Xu Yan glanced at him, and went straight to the phone, "Xiaobao, right? I'm your Uncle Xu. How are your mother and sister doing now?"

"My younger sister was taken to the pediatrics department by Tongtong's godmother for an examination, and Ranran just entered the observation room."

His voice was deep and mature, not at all like a five or six-year-old child.

He even comforted them in a low voice, "Godfather is here, and he said that nothing will happen. But Xiaobao is a little worried about Dad, Uncle Xu... Can you help Xiaobao take care of Dad?"

Xu Yan didn't respond.

He only glanced sideways, and seeing the man who had almost lost the strength to speak, he raised his lips and mocked, "We've also arrived at the hospital, and he won't die so easily."

Xiaobao was silent for a few seconds, said "oh", and said "that's good".

Then it seemed that a doctor was looking for him, so he hung up the phone in a hurry.

Mo Junzhe's eyes were still extremely calm, but his face was so pale that no blood could be seen.

The car stopped in front of the hospital.

The director of surgery took several doctors and nurses and personally sent the patient to the operating room.

The driver leaned against the car and watched this scene, and couldn't help but say, "When he came back from snatching his daughter, he looked very wise and mighty. I didn't expect tsk tsk, he was a soft-legged shrimp."

"Boss, you said that if he dies, will that Miss Bai change..."

"To shut up."

He wanted to say remarry.

The cheapest problem, several of them have it, the kind that can't be corrected.

no way.

I am on the verge of life and death every day, and my nerves are so tense, there must be a way to relax.

But Xu Yan's gaze turned sideways, and he was immediately frightened so that he dared not speak out.

The latter moved quickly, sat on the two black Land Rover again, leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

It took a while before I spoke.

"Go back and contact their person in charge, and bring that physiognomist to interrogate for two days."

"Yes!"

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