Mrs. Lu picked it up

Touching Song Li's hand, he was half relieved, and took Song Li into his arms with his backhand.

He hugged him very close, and the man's chest was broad, protecting him airtightly.

Qiu Shen led people to control the scene, and everyone was arrested.

Song Li let out a long breath.

She let go of Xiaoye, but Lu Jingchuan still hugged her tightly.

Thinking he wanted to eat tofu, Song Li pushed him, "Let go..."

Following Song Li's strength, the man suddenly slid down.

The smile on Song Li's lips froze for an instant, she turned her head subconsciously, and Lu Jingchuan fell to the ground, knocking her head.

He had been shot in the shoulder blade and was bleeding.

Song Li's knees gave way and she fell to the ground. She hugged Lu Jingchuan a little bit: "Lu Jingchuan."

His eyes locked on her tightly, his hands were still trembling.

It was blurry, but he saw it.

I saw tears in Song Li's eyes.

"Don't cry, I'm fine."

He reached out to wipe her tears.

Simply worried about such a thing, Su Lan arranged for an ambulance, immediately pulled Song Li away, and carried Lu Jingchuan to the ambulance.

The car drove all the way to the Central Hospital.

Looking at the three words in the operation, Song Li became numb for a moment.

Yu Qing, Shen Qingci, Yun Meng and Lin Shan have all arrived.

After understanding the situation, Yu Qing really felt nonsense.

"Why didn't you tell me such a big thing? A blind man and a woman, you two are going to save someone, why don't you go to heaven?"

Yu Qing simply felt that Song Li was a disaster.

When A Chuan met her, it was like a bloody misfortune for eight lifetimes.

Yunmeng kicked Yu Qing, and hugged her emotionally unstable best friend: "Song Song, you have blood on your body, are you injured?"

Song Li shook her head, her expression was a little numb: "This is Achuan's blood."

"Are you feeling sorry for Lu Jingchuan?"

"Didn't I tell you that the man who loves you will be unlucky all his life?"

Song Li covered her face and almost cried: "Mengmeng, I always thought that my life with him was rough and I was always hurting."

"Actually, he's not much better."

Yun Meng couldn't help but feel sorry for Lu Jingchuan: "It's useless for you to stay here, it's almost boarding time, why don't you go back to Sucheng first?"

"I do not go."

Song Li shook her head: "I'm not sure about Ah Chuan's safety, I'm not going anywhere."

"What about Xiaoye?"

"I'll send her off!" Ming Ge suddenly said.

An accident happened in Lu Jingchuan, and several people came to the Green City Champs.

Song Li looked over, Ming Ge looked at her: "Madam, I will definitely send Xiaoye to Sucheng safely."

Song Li shook her head, "When Ah Chuan recovers, I'll take Xiaoye back. She was frightened. You can ask a psychological counselor to help her forget what happened during this period. .”

The door of the operating room was pushed open, and Su Chenwu came out.

Song Li suddenly stood up and looked at Su Chenwu.

"There is no serious injury, but the situation is not optimistic. If he does not treat well, he will not look young, and he will suffer when he is old. I am afraid that he will be hospitalized every three to five days when he is middle-aged!"

Song Li admitted that she was frightened by Su Chenwu.

"I was shot this time, and the old injury has recurred. Achuan's heart is not good and he can't bear too much stimulation. You..."

"Forget it." Su Chenwu moved out of the way, and the nurse pushed someone to push Lu Jingchuan into the ward: "He has been transferred to the SVIP ward, you can go to see him, the anesthetic will wear off, and he will wake up."

Song Li followed the bed to the ward.

He had just finished taking the bomb, and his upper body was still naked.

In the last car accident, she still kept a distance from him. She never knew how badly he was injured. She always listened to other people.

But this time, Song Li intuitively saw how badly he was hurt.

There are hideous wounds all over the chest, especially the ribs have undergone surgery, and the seams are densely packed and terrifying.

Song Li's fingertips were cruising around the edge of his wound.

Just by looking at it, she could feel how painful these injuries really were.

The eye circles began to hurt again, she took a deep breath, and the fundus of her eyes gradually turned red.

Song Li fell asleep beside Lu Jingchuan's hospital bed, and Lu Jingchuan woke her up.

He is touching her hand.

Song Li raised her leg abruptly and met the man's obsidian eyes.

He was as good-looking as ever, the only fly in the ointment was that the man's lips were a little pale, but these did not affect the man's handsomeness.

Song Li was about to say something, but suddenly she reached out and touched Lu Jingchuan's eyelashes: "Are... your eyes okay?"

Yes.

Song Li pushed him, and when he hit his head, he could vaguely see her tears and panic.

Lu Jingchuan nodded, and he held the woman's hand: "Ali, do you still mean what you said? I'm back, you consider staying."

His eyes were hot, so hot that Song Li panicked: "You... I said consider it, but I didn't say that I must stay."

At that moment, the stars in his eyes shattered, leaving only disappointment.

Song Li choked up for a moment, empathetic, already began to feel uncomfortable.

With Lu Jingchuan, it has become a habit to say what you mean.

"I... Xiaoye is still here, there is no way I won't go back."

Lu Jingchuan lay back and pulled the quilt over him. He lay down quickly and didn't care about his life at all. The blood on his shoulder blades flowed out again. He didn't seem to feel the same, and he didn't respond at all.

Instead, Song Li stood up suddenly: "The wound is open."

Lu Jingchuan held her hand, his eyes were indifferent: "I'm fine, and you don't need to worry about it. Aren't you going to Sucheng?"

"Then you go!"

"you……"

"What about me?!" Lu Jingchuan suddenly raised his voice, "If you care about my life..."

His eyes were red, Song Li was always passive when he was with him.

He always does this, hurting himself and making himself compromise.

Song Li didn't want to take the initiative anymore.

"I can come back."

Lu Jingchuan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Song Li.

"But I have a request."

"any request?"

When Lu Jingchuan got agitated, the wound opened a little bigger, and the blood started to flow out again.

Song Li held him down, and said: "When Xiaoye feels better, I will send her to Sucheng. During this time, you can take good care of your wounds, and if you hurt yourself for no reason, or your body doesn't get better... I will never come back! "

"I won't come back after I die! I will go far away, so that you can never find me again!"

Lu Jingchuan didn't hesitate, and immediately agreed: "I'll take good care of my wounds!"

"I listen to you."

Song Li patted his head, and Lu Jingchuan urged: "Call the nurse and doctor to bandage me, I want to get well soon."

He was rarely active, and Song Li trotted out to call Su Chenwu.

Su Chenwu asked the nurse to bandage him, and when he saw Lu Jingchuan, his blood pressure went up.

After the nurse bandaged him, he actively started taking medicine again.

Song Li took advantage of the situation and poured a basin of cold water: "Achuan, I will stay in Sioux City for two years."

His hand holding the water glass trembled: "No way!"