C2 He's Looking

The steady beat of the pinky made her exhale.

"Hello? Wake up... Wake up..."

He did not respond.

She quickly took out her phone from the pocket of her trench coat. She called the traffic police and called an ambulance.

Looking at the world-class motorcycle, she quickly called the insurance company. Then, she took out a triangular warning sign from the trunk of the car and set it up around the scene.

Her brain was still in a state of panic... her brother drank wine... if the drunk driver caused an accident, would he be sentenced to three years? Or five years? She could not sit by and watch him enter prison.

She turned on all the warning lights in the car and used all her strength to get her brother out of the car in the driver's seat. She dragged him with her back, went around the back of the car, and stuffed him into the passenger's seat. She helped him fasten his seatbelt.

When she returned to the driver's seat, she took the sleeve of her windbreaker and wiped the steering wheel clean. She then grabbed her hand...

She was tired and shocked. Her sweat was so cold that it pierced the bone. Her charming face in the rearview mirror was pale and bloodless.

She never noticed that the man lying on the ground had opened his eyes long ago and had secretly saved the scene that had just been recorded on his phone. His slender hand moved cleverly and the phone slid into the thick grass by the cliff...

The ambulance sped down the mountain and merged into the crowded car river. It screamed all the way to the hospital. The crowded cars on the road avoided it one after another.

Ten minutes later...

The door of the operating theater was quickly closed due to the artificial intelligence of the rapidly moving hospital bed.

Mo Yov stopped in front of the door and stared at the door of the operating theater. Her eyes were astringent and she could not cry.

Actually, this man did not need to hide.

If he crashed into the car, If she died, he wouldn't be injured.

If his brother were to take responsibility for his drunk driving, he would be able to escape safely.

Of course, he didn't know that his brother was drinking, but he could roughly see that it was her who was sitting in the front passenger seat.

Or perhaps, he didn't see anything clearly and avoided it.

Her heart was in a dilemma, and it was difficult for her to breathe. She was afraid that he would wake up and say something else to the traffic police.

The phone in the pocket of the trench coat suddenly rang. She quickly took it out and looked at the profile picture on it before answering the call.

"Mr Jin?"

"Mrs. Zhang has already heated the dishes three times. Why aren't you and Mo Ming home yet?"

The mellow and handsome voice was like the warm wind at the beach, making one's eyes watery.

"Car accident. I... I bumped into someone."

There was a moment of silence.

Mo Yov knew that Chu Jin did not believe her words.

Ever since the day he entered the entertainment industry, he had been her bodyguard. He knew her better than she did.

Chu Jin did not ask any more questions. "Give me the address of the hospital. I'll be there right away."

Mo Yov quickly sent him the address.

In the operating theater, the scalpel was sharp under the strong light.

A few doctors surrounded the operating table.

The man on the operating table suddenly sat up like a corpse. His neat actions clearly showed that he had extraordinary skills.

The chief surgeon was shocked. The surgical scissors that were about to cut open his leather jacket fell to the ground and almost pierced the tip of his foot.

The man took out a checkbook and a pen from his bosom. He took his mouth off the pen cap unrestrainedly and wrote a list. He grabbed a doctor's hand and slapped it on the man's hand.

Then, he took the medical record book from the nurse on the other side and added a few notes on the medical record before handing it to the doctor.

The doctor looked at it and pressed him down. He carefully did a full body examination for him...

Xiang Haoqing struggled angrily. "Don't touch me."

Crack, crack, crack. The leather jacket was cut into pieces.

His flesh hurt, his balls hurt, his knees hurt, and his whole body was in all kinds of pain. This leather jacket was his little sister's award work. If that girl knew, she would definitely cut a bloody hole in his body.

Outside the door, Mo Yov and the others were anxious. They were pacing back and forth in front of the door and could not hold on.

The traffic policeman told the police about the progress of the case. He bought two cups of hot coffee and handed one to her.

"Zhao Jingfei."

Mo Yov did not expect him to come back. She was feeling cold all over. She quickly took the cup of coffee and held it. "Thank you, Officer Zhao."

She noticed that the way he looked at her was very strange, as if she had stepped on a pile of dog poop. Or perhaps, he looked at every murderer with this kind of expression.

Zhao Jingfei was still sitting on a chair by the wall. He held a coffee cup in his hand and pointed in the direction of the operating theater. "Do you know who's inside?"

"I don't know."

He gave her the phone. There was a picture of the injured person on it.

Mo Yov was stunned by the deep and handsome face on the screen. She had seen it before, but she could not tell where she had seen it before.

Zhao Jingfei narrowed his eyes and looked at the phone as well. This appearance was enough to make men, women, old and young jealous. "General Manager Xiangof Xiangtian Corporation."

Mo Yov was sure, "He's not!"

She had seen the magazines and photos on the internet before meeting Xiang Shaoxu for the blind date. He had a handsome and gentle round face, a business idol who could instantly kill female animals between the ages of 8 and 80, and countless women rushed forward for him.

The person on the phone was like a charming demon. There was still a sharp, cold, and sharp glint in his eyes. No one was allowed to get close to him.

"He is Xiang Haoqing, the Second Young Master of Xiangtian Corporation."

How could there be two young masters in Xiangtian Corporation?! She, the future daughter-in-law of the Xiang family, had never heard of any rumors.

Mo Yov could not help but frown. Haoqing? This name was very familiar.

"Your car has to be deducted." Zhao Jingfei stretched his hand towards her. His expression was stern and solemn, and there was no room for negotiation. "Give me your driver's license. Don't touch the car again in the future."

Mo Yov quickly opened her handbag and gave him both documents.

Zhao Jingfei turned and looked at the driver's license. It was a brand new notebook. It was well protected, as if it had never been used before.

"Mo Yov..." he said as he read the two words. He looked at her with a shocked smile. "Hmph hmph, you are also a celebrity."

His tone was different from the envy when he talked about Xiang Haoqing.