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"Driver, stop."

Both of them let out a soft roar, then pulled the car door, jumped out of the car, and ran towards the crash.

Seeing that it was really his eye-catching Bugatti, it had been knocked out beyond recognition.

"Absolute ......"

The two rushed over, and Li Thunder lay on the ground, seemingly fainting.

Yan Yu gave him first aid, and the person next to him sighed.

"What a good person, that big truck ran a red light and almost hit an old man and a little grandchild crossing the road. It was the car that stopped the big truck and didn't hit it. It's just that I pity this young man, shouldn't the injury be light? ”

Leng Ran listened to the words of the person next to him, and couldn't help but curse secretly.

"In order to save people, you don't want your life?"

Yan Yu gave him first aid, he woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he wrinkled his eyebrows in pain.

"My legs."

Yan Yu went to check his leg and found that an iron piece had pierced into the flesh, and blood was gushing out.

He quickly ripped off the strip of cloth from his shirt and strangled his leg.

"Leng Ran, let the car come over quickly, you have to go to the hospital immediately."

Li Tingjue glanced at his legs, twisted his eyebrows and cursed.

"Lean ......"

At this time, he didn't want to get hurt, and his wife hadn't recovered yet.

He was helped into the car by Yan Yu and sent to the hospital. It was late at night after the operation, and his anesthesia had not yet passed. Looking at him pushed out, Yan Yu asked the doctor.

"How is he?"

His attending doctor said: "Li Shao's leg is just a skin trauma, the insertion is deeper, the blood flow is a little more, and he will be fine after recuperating for a while." ”

Leng Ran and Yan Yu were relieved, and the attending doctor asked again.

"Who is Xiao Yan? He kept calling that name. ”

The two glanced at each other and knew that all he was thinking about was Mo Qingyan. Leng Ran suddenly had an idea, "Now that I'm definitely injured, should I tell Xiaoyan to be serious, will she be soft-hearted?" ”

"I'm going to call right now."

Yan Yu grabbed him, "Don't make trouble, I'll tell her tomorrow, what time is it, and I'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

Leng Ran glanced at the time, it was more than three o'clock in the middle of the night, and he was right.

The next day, Mo Qingyan was learning to paint with her mentor, and now that she has more time, she decided to pick up her favorite major, and it is her dream to be a painter.

The mentor invited by the royal family for her is very influential in the rice painting world, and he also likes it more

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