I went crazy holding my thighs in the vest

so tired...

sleepy……

Lu Siyin's eyelids were heavy, and she had to exert all her willpower every time she closed her eyes and opened them again. The silence around her made her uneasy. It wasn't until Yinwu, covered in blood, shouted in front of her eyes that she slowly realized that she had lost Listening.

The strong and strong tree was struck like this, cut off in the middle, and stretched across the entire road, as if it was divided into two.

At the moment of the collision, Lu Siyin tried his best to reduce the damage to the co-pilot, but it was obvious that Yin Wu was still seriously injured. He called her several times before he couldn't hold on and fainted.

She moved her lips and said, "I haven't fainted yet..."

Zhou Zipei was frightened to death. He looked like he had just crawled out of a pile of corpses. There was blood on the corner of his mouth and scratches to varying degrees on his face. His white shirt was wrinkled and stained with dust and blood. He stumbled to the Bugatti.

Just now, when he saw Lu Siyin driving the car and crashing into the van, his pupils suddenly contracted violently, his heart stopped, and all the bones in his body were shaking uncontrollably.

Zhou Zipei saw Lu Siyin leaning on his seat dying, the corners of his eyes burning, tears blurring his vision and falling from the bottom of his eyes.

The car door was locked and he couldn't open it. He kept tapping the car window with his palms, trying to keep Lu Siyin awake.

"Ah Yin!!!" Zhou Zipei's voice broke: "Don't sleep, wake up quickly!"

He clenched his hands into fists, and the muscles in his entire arm were swollen and hard, with smooth and complete lines. He was so anxious that he punched the car window.

"Ayin, don't sleep," Zhou Zipei almost begged: "Please..."

Lu Siyin seemed to feel something, and managed to regain some clarity from the chaotic consciousness. She opened her eyes with difficulty, and saw Zhou Zipei smashing the window like crazy. She didn't know where the strength came from, raised her arm, and moved her fingers. .

"Click" sound

The car door lock was opened by her.

Zhou Zipei opened the door with the joy of surviving the disaster. When he saw Lu Siyin's appearance, his heart felt as if something had cut a hole in it. Cold wind was blowing in, and the intact parts were also cut out with a knife. The deep and shallow wounds were bleeding, causing his body to convulse in pain.

Zhou Zipei hugged Lu Siyin with trembling hands, and his voice sounded like a cry: "Ayin, does it hurt?"

Lu Siyin couldn't hear what he was saying, but she could feel that he was no better than herself, a seriously injured person.

"Don't cry." She opened and closed her mouth but made no sound.

It really made her feel uncomfortable and distressed.

Even now, this man is still trying his best to seduce her.

Zhou Zipei didn't know what Lu Siyin was thinking. There were still tears hanging on his long eyelashes. He lowered his head and pressed his warm cheek against her temples, then her face and nose.

Move gently and carefully.

Soon, several cars drove over. Lu Jingshu and Chu Mian almost jumped out of the car. Seeing their appearance from a distance, their hearts suddenly sank, as if they were struck by lightning, and their expressions turned cold.

Lu Jingshu swayed, and Chu Mian supported her from behind.

"Get in the car quickly."

Zhou Zipei said in a hoarse voice: "Yin Wu is inside."

……

The nearest one here is Ning'an Hospital.

Lu Siyin had reached his limit and was now semi-conscious. He was pushed into the operating room with Yin Wu.

Zhou Zipei was blocked from the door by a nurse, and her eyes followed Lu Siyin until the door closed, cutting off his sight like a zombie.

Lu Jingshu and Chu Mian came out of the elevator wearing sterile gowns. If the two of them performed the surgery in person, there would be no problems.

Chu Mian took a look at Zhou Zipei, who was covered in dirt and could no longer tell whether it was blood or mud. He must have suffered a lot of injuries, but he acted as if nothing was wrong. He frowned and advised, "Go check your body first and bandage it." wrap the wound."

Zhou Zipei's voice was hoarse: "I want to wait for her to come out."

Chu Mian sighed, knowing that he could not be persuaded, so he said to Sunday: "Keep an eye on him."

Sunday responded: "Okay, Mr. Mian."

Lu Jingshu's sharp eyes roamed Zhou Zipei's body, and she suddenly said: "Go to my bag to get some medicine to stop the bleeding first."

After speaking, he walked towards the operating room first.

Chu Mian looked at Zhou Zipei in shock, and then discovered that the color of the shirt on his waist was extremely dark, but it was stained with mud and turned black, making it difficult to detect.

He was so seriously injured and was still bleeding, but he seemed to be able to endure it until now, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

Chu Mian could not delay any longer. After giving Lin San a look, Chu Mian walked into the operating room.

The red light came on in the operating room. Zhou Zipei held on to the wall as if he couldn't stand, hunched over and slowly squatted down.

Not sure whether it was his blood or Lu Siyin's blood on her hands, Zhou Zipei held his head dejectedly, looking miserable, like a helpless child in the quiet corridor.

Lin San found the medicine jar from Lu Jingshu's bag. He couldn't bear to see Master Zhou, but he couldn't let him lose too much blood.

Looking at each other on Sunday, Sunday hesitated and persuaded: "Mr. Zhou, why don't you bandage the wound first?"

When he didn't get a response, he boldly said on Sunday: "Mr. Zhou, only if you stop the bleeding can you continue to wait for Miss Yin to come out. Otherwise, if you lose too much blood and faint, Miss Yin won't be able to see you even if she wakes up."

As if these words had an effect, Zhou Zipei raised his head, his eyes red and bloodshot, startling Sunday and Lin San.

After a while, he stood up and seemed to have figured it out. He walked to Lin San and stretched out his hand: "Where is the medicine?"

Lin San quickly handed it over.

Zhou Zipei held it in the palm of his hand and walked into a room casually.

Sunday breathed a sigh of relief and followed closely: "Master Zhou, let me help you."

Zhou Zipei tilted his head slightly and said in a tone of voice: "No, get out."

On Sunday, I stopped and could only close the door and stand guard at the door.

Zhou Zipei stood in front of the bed, unbuttoned and took off his shirt. There was a very scary, long and deep wound on his waist, extending from his lower abdomen to his back, and blood slowly flowed down along the waistline.

The skin is torn.

Without even frowning, he opened the medicine jar, picked out a lump with his fingers, and applied it on simply and roughly.

Lu Jingshu's medicine worked wonders. In the blink of an eye, the blood coagulated and the wound successfully stopped bleeding.

Zhou Zipei found gauze and wrapped it up, his face expressionless throughout the whole process, showing no sign of pain, as if all his nerves and five senses were sealed in the operating room along with Lu Siyin.

This body has no soul.

When she laughs, he will laugh; when she is in pain, he will also feel pain.

"dong dong dong"

On Sunday, he knocked on the door and said, "Mr. Zhou, your clothes."

It is true that the clothes that were taken off cannot be worn again. Zhou Zipei sat on the bed and said, "Send them in."

Sunday walked in with the bag and saw that Zhou Zipei had only bandaged the most serious injuries, and the bandaging technique was also very rough, ignoring other innocuous injuries.

really……

As expected on Sunday, he sighed in his heart and left the operating room for a few minutes. This was probably Master Zhou's bottom line.