The self-salvation of fast-piercing cannon fodder

"Young Master, Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Yang rushed over and shook Han Xing lightly a few times, crying anxiously.

Li Ning looked at Qiming, whose head was bleeding, and said anxiously, "Brother Zhou, you have to send Chen Ming to the hospital as soon as possible. The head injury can be serious or minor, so we can't delay like this."

Zhou Yang frowned and looked at Han Xing who was hugging Qiming tightly. They also tried to pull Qiming out of his arms, but Han Xing hugged him too tightly and couldn't pull him away.

Zhou Yang put in more effort, raised his voice a bit, and shouted worriedly: "Han Xing, Han Xing, Chen Ming needs to be sent to the hospital immediately, please wake up."

"Chen Ming, Chen Ming..." Han Xing finally responded, whispering softly, and Chen Ming's gentle smile appeared in his mind, gray and white at the beginning, but fresh and warm later.Han Xing's dim eyes were slowly stained with color, until his blank mind was filled by Chen Ming, and he regained his senses.

Han Xing looked at Qiming, who was pale in his arms, with his eyes closed tightly. The moment when he fell, reappeared in front of his eyes again. He covered his chest with heartache, and looked fiercely at the subdued men beside him. His cold tone was enough Freeze people into ice sculptures, "Treat them well, don't let them die."

"Yes." The bodyguard replied sharply.

"Han Xing, your complexion is very bad. Chen Ming must also receive treatment immediately. Let's go to the hospital." Zhou Yang said worriedly.

Han Xing tried his best to support his body, he didn't want Qiming to fall to the ground because of his fall.Enduring the severe pain in his heart, he breathed hard and said, "I have medicine in my pocket..."

He could understand what Qiming said before he fell asleep. Qiming knew that he would lose control of his emotions when he fell down. For him, emotional agitation was the call of death. Qiming was half threatening, half coaxing him to keep calm.Thinking of Qiming's body in that situation, but thinking about his body, his heart felt as painful as being torn apart.However, he can't fall down, he can't make Qiming worry anymore, he wants Qiming to wake up and see the first person is himself.

Zhou Yang quickly took out the medicine from his pocket, gave him the medicine, then bowed and picked up the unconscious Qiming and got into the car.

Li Ning supported Han Xing and wanted him to take another car, but Han Xing insisted on staying by Qiming's side. Zhou Yang had no choice but to sit in the co-pilot, and Li Ning went to the other car where the bodyguard was.

Several cars were speeding at high speed, and after going through countless red lights, they finally arrived at the hospital. The trained doctor who had been waiting for a long time got out of the car, carried Qiming to the emergency bed, and was sent to the emergency room.

The director of the hospital, Han Weiye, stood in front of Han Xing, and said with a worried expression, "Master, your complexion is very bad. I think you'd better go get checked."

Han Xing said coldly: "My body, I know it myself, I can't die!"

After Han Xing finished speaking, he walked towards the emergency room.

Han Weiye said anxiously: "Master, you are like this, the old man..."

Before Han Weiye could finish speaking, he was frightened by Han Xing's cold eyes. Those eyes are the eyes of people who watch the dead, which makes people feel cold from the cracks in their bones.

Qiming vaguely heard someone arguing, but he couldn't hear clearly. He tried hard to open his eyes, but it was in vain, and he could only lose consciousness again.

"He is your only hope to survive!" The young man in a white coat with glasses said seriously.

Han Xing said in a cold tone: "So what! Han Yan, I don't want the third person to know about Chen Ming, otherwise, he doesn't have a single hair, so I'll take off your arm."

Han Yan was angry, pointed at the indifferent Han Xing, was speechless for a while, walked around a few times irritably, and said angrily: "Han Xing, you are really, really good! Who am I tm for, and you There are two years, if you don't have a suitable heart after two years, then you will have to wait to die!"

"Life, I can't choose; death, I can! Even if I can't find a suitable heart in two years, I won't touch him." When Han Xing's firm gaze touched Qiming lying on the bed, his heart ached. and depend on.

Han Yan looked at Han Xing in shock, and said in disbelief, "You, you, you can't be right, to him..."

Han Xing glanced at him, and said coldly, "How do I treat him, does it have anything to do with you?"

Although Han Xing didn't admit it, he didn't deny it either. Han Yan was tongue-tied for a long time before recovering from the shock.

"I just didn't think of you. You usually treat everyone with a cold look. What's so good about him that you can kill yourself." Han Yan was so shocked that he spoke incoherently.

The corner of Han Xing's mouth curled into a sarcasm, and he said, "Han Yan, you are also from the Han family. You should understand how many people are sincere to you in this position. How many people can resist power, money, and desire?" I can’t resist these temptations. He can, I can’t see any desire in his eyes, his kindness to me comes from the heart, he wants to be nice to me, but he never wants to get anything from me. Even if it is At the moment when he was deeply hurt, all he thought about was me, and he never thought about whether he could break through this level. How can I hurt such a person?"

Han Yan looked at Han Xing, who looked gentle, and Qiming, who was pale and delicate on the bed, and couldn't help but said, "Perhaps you haven't noticed his desire?"

Han Yan, who has seen so many ugly faces, really does not want to believe that there are such clean people in this world as Han Xing said, maybe there is still a little jealousy in his heart, why has he never met such a person .

Han Xing relied on Qiming's hand, and put it on his cheek, his beautiful peach eyes were full of love, and said softly: "Ayan, you are jealous of me! However, he is kind to me. It is worthy of everyone's envy! It is a gift from God to me to meet him in this life. Even if he is really lying to me in the end, I will admit it, because he is good enough to me to exchange for anything !"

Han Xing looked away from Qiming's face, looked at Han Yan and said solemnly: "Ayan, although our relationship is not that good, I ask you to help me keep this secret."

The relationship is not that good Han Yan: mmp, I treat you as a friend, and you told me that our relationship is not that good! !

Han Yan is Han Xing's cousin. Since he was a child, he has a good impression of this exquisite and precocious cousin. Whenever he is free, he will go to Han Xing's place to play with him.But Han Xing treats him politely and maintains the friendship between cousins ​​in front of others, but he is extremely cold behind him.But he just likes this beautiful little cousin. Every time he goes to look for him happily, and then goes home sad, and repeats the same thing after a few days, and he is so happy that even Han Yan himself doubts whether he is Masochistic tendencies.