The fake daughter is crazy about her waistcoat and leads her whole family into a wealthy family

"I'm fine." Luo Yuan's voice was very gentle, "Go to sleep, good night."

"Wait a minute." An Yuan shouted, "Tell me where you are and I'll go find you or call 120 for you."

"Miss An, I'm really fine. When I'm free in a few days, I'll definitely go to Nancheng to treat you to dinner..."

An Yuan didn't talk nonsense to him. He opened an app on his phone and talked to him to delay: "Huh? Wait, I didn't turn on the light just now and bumped into the wall. I didn't hear what you were saying clearly."

"Tell me again, where are you? What are you doing?"

Luo Yuan's voice was so low that she could hardly hear it: "I said I'm fine, I won't bother you anymore, cough cough cough..."

Anyuan: "Hey, my signal here is not good. If you keep talking..."

Luo Yuan: "Miss An, goodbye."

He hung up the phone.

But Anyuan has already found his location.

It was so late, and he actually appeared on the east side of Qingjiang Bridge in the suburbs of Beicheng, more than 50 miles away from the city center. Something was definitely wrong.

Anyuan made a quick decision, got dressed, went downstairs, and drove straight to the Qingjiang Bridge.

Her location is more than 150 kilometers away from Qingjiang Bridge, which does seem a bit far away. However, her car is very good, her driving skills are also very good, and the road is very smooth in the early morning.

She drove out of the city at the maximum speed limit and immediately accelerated, rushing towards her destination at a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour.

East of Qingjiang Bridge at this time.

Wounded people everywhere.

Howled again and again.

Luo Yuan, with blood on his face, sat on the three stacked goons, looked at the black screen of his mobile phone, and murmured: "The battery is out. I can't call Song Fan. If I had known better, I wouldn't have disposed of these rubbish." All the mobile phones were thrown into the river.”

"Forget it, let's go to the car and take a nap first, and then we'll talk about it when we wake up."

The wound on his head was no longer bleeding, but he was now sleepy, tired, dizzy, and his vision was getting blurry.

He definitely can't drive like this.

He stood up lazily, staggered back to the car, sat in the driver's seat, closed the door, then picked up a clean towel and covered his head, leaned back and closed his eyes.

Fall asleep.

Because of his dizziness, he slept uneasily and his body was still feeling faintly hot.

He may have a fever...

There seemed to be a medicine box in the car, and there seemed to be antipyretics in the medicine box, but he didn't want to move.

Let's just bear with it.

Anyway, he is young and in good health, and he can take medicine after waking up...

While he was confused, he suddenly heard a "tap-tap-tap" sound in his ears. It was so noisy that he couldn't sleep.

He opened his eyes in a daze and saw a face appearing outside the cracked car window.

The light of the car lights reflected on that face, that face was so dazzling...

Miss An?

He sobered up a little.

But how could Miss An appear here?

He must have been hallucinating because all he could think about was Miss An...

The knocking on the window became even louder, and people outside the window even shined mobile phone flashlights into his eyes.

Through the bulletproof glass, he didn't feel any glare, but he was sober and knew that there was really someone outside the window.

So he held the handle and opened the car door.

Miss An's face appeared in front of him, with a worried expression: "Can you speak?"

She then put her hand on his forehead and said nervously: "Ah, you have a fever, I will give you medicine first."

He watched Miss An take out a few pills from the medicine box on the front of the car, put them into a water glass, shook it, and then handed the water cup to his lips: "Here, take the medicine."

He raised his hand to hold Miss An's hand and looked at her in a daze: "Miss An, is it really you?"

"Am I... dreaming?"

An Yuan smiled narrowly: "You are not dreaming. I drove here from Nancheng. It took more than an hour."

"Be good, drink the medicine quickly, otherwise I'll be sorry for coming so far to see you at two in the morning."

The touch on his hands, what he saw in front of his eyes, what he heard in his ears, and the vague aroma lingering in his nose all told Luo Yuan that Miss An was really here.

He lowered his eyes, let go of An Yuan's hand, and a slight smile appeared on his lips: "Miss An, you are really a fairy. When I need you, you will always appear..."

An Yuan blushed slightly and put the edge of the cup against his lips: "So, can you drink the medicine?"

Luo Yuan opened his mouth obediently and drank the entire glass of water.

Next, Anyuan tilted the seat and washed, disinfected, applied medicine, and bandaged the wound on Luo Yuan's head.

As a doctor, she always has commonly used medicines, first-aid medicines and simple medical equipment in her car. Although the wound on Luo Yuan's head damaged the skull, it did not damage the brain tissue. She could handle it by herself without sending him to the hospital.

After finishing the treatment, she asked: "Are there any other wounds on your body?"

Luo Yuan shook his head: "There are some minor injuries, but they are not serious and do not need to be treated."

An Yuan looked at him.

His white shirt was torn in many places and stained with some blood. However, it seemed that someone else had more blood. There were no obvious wounds and no blood flowing out, so it should be fine.

Anyuan then scanned the scene, looked at the wounded on the ground and asked, "Did you call the police?"

Luo Yuan closed his eyes and said in a daze: "Don't call the police."

"The murderer asked me to come here. I have already obtained important clues from them..."

An Yuan touched his head: "Have you informed your secretary or assistant?"

Luo Yuan said: "My mobile phone is out of battery..."

Anyuan immediately picked up his mobile phone, called Secretary Song, and took some photos to send.

Secretary Song said: "Miss An, please take care of Mr. Luo first. I will find someone to go with you now."

An Yuan: "No problem, I'll wait for you to come over."

Luo Yuan wanted to say, "I don't want a secretary. I just want Miss An to be with me." Unfortunately, he couldn't say that. He could only say, "Miss An, I want to sleep. You can get in the car and have a rest. That's all." late……"

An Yuan thought for a while: "You can sleep on my lap, it will be more comfortable."

Luo Yuan still closed his eyes, but a satisfied smile appeared on his lips: "Thank you, Miss An..."

An Yuan lifted Luo Yuan's shoulders, sat in the driver's seat, then let Luo Yuan rest on his lap, and said like coaxing a child: "Go to sleep, you'll be home when you wake up."

Luo Yuan said in his heart that there is nothing good about returning home...

Feelings of relief and exhaustion came quickly.

He fell asleep quickly.

Anyuan yawned, closed the car door, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

At this time, on the west side of the Qingjiang Bridge, about 600 meters away from them, Wu Naoshuang stood on a big rock, observing them with a high-definition telescope in one hand, slapping his thigh in annoyance with the other, and constantly swearing in a low voice.

"There are more than 20 trained thugs with weapons, but they can't take down one Luo Yuan?"

"What a bunch of trash!"

"Had I known that, I would have taken a gamble and sneaked over quietly, knocking Luo Yuan unconscious when he was unprepared or injured, then drove his car and let him and the car fall into the river together!"

However, it is useless to say this now.

Someone has already come to pick up Luo Yuan, and he must not show up.

But, who is that woman?