Flash marriage and kidnap a big guy to be her husband

It's night, it's morning.

Ye Shen stretched her waist, looking at the bright lights outside, she felt a little lonely in her heart.

After recovering, Ye Shen got up and prepared to go home.

As soon as he arrived at the downstairs of the company, Ye Shen saw Song Cheng standing not far away, holding his coat in his left hand.

In an instant, the two looked at each other.

Suddenly, Ye Shen's heart trembled slightly.

His fingertips were still holding the unburned cigarette, and the next second, Song Cheng raised his foot and walked forward.

He stood in front of her.

The two were very close.

Ye Shen could clearly smell the alcohol on his body, but a tinge of red appeared on his already indifferent and noble face.

"Song Cheng, why do you drink so much wine?" The cold words were mixed with a hint of questioning.

Hearing this, Song Cheng was not angry, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The next second, he stretched out his hand and pulled Ye Shen into his arms, holding her tightly in his arms: "Shen Shen, I miss you so much."

Song Cheng's big hand stroked her hair.

For a moment, Ye Shen's eyes turned red, and then he took the initiative to wrap his arms around him.

"Deep, let's open up and have a chat, okay? I don't want to have a cold war."

The taste of the cold war was very uncomfortable for Song Cheng. If he hadn't drunk so much wine today, he was afraid that he would not take this step.

After a long time, he heard Ye Zhongye's muffled voice: "Okay."

Song Cheng didn't drive, he took her hand and wanted to leave.

But at this moment, dazzling car lights flashed in front of their eyes, and the car lights shone on their faces, making them unable to open their eyes.

In the next second, Song Cheng saw the car accelerating towards them.

In the nick of time, Song Cheng covered her head with the coat, pushed her aside, and said in a torn tone, "Deep, close your eyes and don't look."

It all happened so suddenly.

Ye Shen was pushed and fell to the ground, she raised her hand and tore off the coat he had covered her head. When she saw the scene in front of her, Ye Shen froze in place.

The pool of blood on the ground directly hurt her eyes.

And Song Cheng was lying in a pool of blood, life and death unknown.

Ye Shen's originally calm eyes were bloodshot, and her body was trembling unceasingly.

She took out her mobile phone and wanted to call 120, but as soon as she took out her mobile phone, someone snatched it away.

When she looked up, she saw Qiu Shuaidong who was laughing wildly, his eyes turned scarlet.

The next second, he stood behind Ye Shen, pinched her shoulders, and then leaned into her ear, and a sinister voice sounded.

"Shen Shen, you see that Song Cheng is dead, we can be together forever, are you happy?"

As if not enjoying himself, Qiu Shuaidong fixed Ye Shen's head and made her stare at Song Cheng in front of him.

There was a stern smile on the corner of his mouth: "Shen Shen, if someone stops us from being together in the future, then I will kill that person, do you think it's okay?"

His hands stroked her hair, but Ye Shen couldn't stop trembling.

"Crazy, you are a crazy!" Ye Shen shouted with hatred in his eyes.

Immediately, she escaped from Qiu Shuaidong's imprisonment, knelt and crawled to Song Cheng's side, and hugged him in her arms: "Song Cheng, wake up and look at me, can you talk to me!"

She wanted to find his mobile phone and dialed 120, but she searched his trouser pockets but couldn't find the mobile phone.

A sense of despair swept over his body, Ye Shen was like a ship without direction in the dark.

Qiu Shuaidong came to the two of them at this time, looking at the person in front of him, Ye Shen was filled with hatred.

But in the next moment, she knelt on the ground, grabbed his trousers, and begged in a mournful voice: "Qiu Shuaidong, I beg you to save him, I beg you, as long as you save him as a cow or a horse, I am willing."

She kept kowtowing to Qiu Shuaidong, one after another, loudly.

"Tsk, it's so deep, I feel very distressed."

Qiu Shuaidong leaned over and pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him.

When he saw the scar on Ye Shen's head, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Shen Shen, you are pleading for him, I am going to be angry."

Ye Shen clenched his fists tightly, and for a moment, the thought of dying with him arose.

At this moment, Xu Peiliang's voice suddenly sounded, giving Ye Shen a glimmer of hope.

Taking advantage of Qiu Shuaidong's unpreparedness, Xu Peiliang kicked him to the ground and then subdued him. Afraid that he would run away, Xu Peiliang directly locked him in his car.

"Xu Peiliang, call 120 quickly, hurry up, please."

Xu Peiliang returned to Ye Shen again, and when he heard her prayer, he took out his mobile phone and dialed 120.
Ye Shen held Song Cheng in his arms again, stroking his face over and over again.

Seeing this scene, Xu Peiliang only hated himself for coming too late.

Five minutes later, an ambulance arrived.

Ye Shen held Song Cheng's hand and got into the ambulance together.

Xu Peiliang stood there, heaving a sigh of relief, and then he got into the car and sent Qiu Shuaidong to the police station.

There were very few vehicles on the road in the early morning. After a few minutes, I arrived at the nearest private hospital.

The lights in the operating room came on, and Ye Shen nestled on the ground, trying not to cry out.

Here, Song Lin came to the hospital to be on duty after drinking with Song Cheng.

It was early in the morning, and he still didn't feel sleepy. Hearing that the hospital had come to an emergency department, he wanted to observe it.

But as soon as he walked to the door of the operating room, he saw Ye Shen covered in blood.

Immediately, an alarm sounded in his heart, he walked forward quickly, and patted Ye Shen on the shoulder: "Xiao Shen, why are you here?"

Hearing the sound, Ye Shen raised his head mechanically.

It was only when she saw Song Lin that she came back to her senses. She wanted to get up, but her whole body was trembling and she couldn't straighten up.

Seeing this, Song Lin quickly helped her up and sat on a chair beside her.

"Brother, save Song Cheng, he left a lot of blood, I killed him, it's all my fault"

As soon as he sat on the chair, Ye Shen grabbed his sleeve and begged.

Hearing that it was Song Cheng who entered the operating room, Song Lin was startled.

"Xiao Shen, don't worry, Ah Cheng will be fine, I'll go in and take a look first."

With a few words of comfort, Song Lin hurried into the operating room and put on a sterile suit.

In the operating room, after learning about Song Cheng's situation, he frowned slightly, and couldn't stop worrying in his heart.

When the chief surgeon heard Song Lin coming, her eyes showed surprise, but she was more fortunate, and she quickly signaled the nurse at the side to invite Song Lin in.

When Song Lin came in, when he saw Song Cheng clearly, his hands trembled uncontrollably.

"Dean, you came just in time. This patient is in critical condition. How about you come to be the chief surgeon and I can assist you?"

After all, Song Lin is a well-known sword, if he came to lead the sword, the chance of success would be more.

But Song Lin directly refused: "Dr. Cai, I will assist you as the chief surgeon. This is my younger brother. I am afraid of me."

Before he finished speaking, Dr. Cai already understood.

After all, every doctor doesn't want to operate on his relatives, for fear that if he gets nervous, he will make low-level mistakes in the operating room.