Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Lin Jinrong's car was only two meters away from Pei Qiqi.

Time seems to have stopped...

She watched the sports car in front roll over to the ground, the wheels were still turning, and the front of the car was smoking...

There was no blood on Pei Qiqi's face, she recognized that it was Lin Jinrong's car.

She wanted to speak, her voice hoarse, she could only utter a word...

In the chaos, I don't know who screamed: "Call an ambulance!"

She didn't know, it was her voice!

There were more and more people around, surrounding... Watching Pei Qiqi forcefully open the car door, the car door was shattered to pieces, and the fragments cut her palm, but she didn't care and didn't know it hurt.

She knelt beside Lin Jinrong and called his name hoarsely: "Lin Jinrong, wake up! Wake up."

He keeps his eyes closed, his body is upside down...

Pei Qiqi looked around and screamed sharply, "Call an ambulance..."

She turned her head again, holding Lin Jinrong's face in her **** hands, "Lin Jinrong, hold on a little bit, you can't die, if you hear it, you can't die!"

His head, constantly bleeding, fell in pieces, blocking his eyes.

Pei Qiqi wiped him off with his fingers, shaking, again and again...

Her voice was almost dumb and inaudible, just repeating--

Lin Jinrong, you must not die...

His head moved, and a lot of blood flowed from the corners of his lips. Suddenly, he opened his eyes slowly and hardly, looked at her in a daze, and then a small smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, and his voice intermittently: "Pei Qi... ...Seven, yes...no, I...immortal...you will..."

Later, he couldn't say any more, closed his eyes, his body twitched...

Pei Qiqi hugged him, closed his eyes and cried, "Yes, yes, as long as you don't die, I will be with you."

Her tears fell on his young face, her hands cupped his face, "Really, Jinrong, I promise, I promise."

He seemed to have heard it, the corners of his mouth were slightly bent, his face was painful, but a touch of satisfaction appeared...

He closed his eyes and asked word by word: "Can you... kiss, I... just...?"

Qiqi, you don't know, when I saw Brother Tang Yu kiss you, I was very jealous in my heart!

I want to kiss you once, just once, all good!

Pei Qiqi's lips pressed against his, without hesitation, her forehead was pressed against his, her eyes closed, "Jinrong, please live..."

Lin Jinrong's lips curled slightly.

Although everything tasted was the smell of blood, but this was the first time she kissed him——

When Tang Yu came over, what he saw was this look.

His Qiqi, kneeling on the ground, kissing Jinrong.

My heart tightened, and he stepped forward and gently hugged her aside. After that, the ambulance staff and firemen carefully carried Jin Rong out and pushed him into the ambulance. Pei Qiqi and Tang Yu were also sitting in it. At that time, Lin Jinrong had fallen into a coma...

Pei Qiqi's hand grabbed his hand and kept kneeling beside him.

Her gaze stared at Lin Jinrong's face, for fear of missing his slight movement.

The doctor put up a blood bag, but Lin Jinrong shed too much blood. Tang Yu was of the same blood type as him. On the way, he drew 500CC of blood to Lin Jinrong.

After Tang Zhu finished drawing blood, his face was a little pale. He sat beside Pei Qiqi and suddenly took her hand.

He can guess why Jin Rong crashed without asking...

He held Pei Qiqi's fingers tightly, did not say a word, just held it.