The moment the car door closed, the car swept across the road at the speed of the wind. The car was driving quickly but not losing its stability.
"Chen, are you in the hospital?" The car was very quiet. The man was driving with one hand on the steering wheel and talking on the phone with a frown.
"Just getting ready to leave." Dao Chen was indeed preparing to go out for dinner, but then Ji Lanjin called. Hearing his tone of voice was a little anxious, he couldn't help but add, "Lan Jin, what happened?"
"Well, she's injured. Get ready first. I'll be here in about ten minutes. I'm in the car. I'll hang up first." After saying that, Ji Lanjin cut off and saw Yu Mo's pale face in the rearview mirror.
, speeding up the car again
"She is..." Before Dao Chen could finish his words, he only heard the busy tone on the phone. Who is she? Although Dao Chen had doubts, he quickly ordered his assistant Qin Zhi to get ready and wait for Ji Lanjin.
arrival.
Xiao Yi looked at Ji Lanjin who was driving. He felt that this man seemed to know Yu Mo, and a bad premonition spread in his heart. However, seeing his serious expression on driving, he was too embarrassed to ask anything.
The most important thing now is to send Yumo to the hospital quickly.
Xiao Yi stretched out his hand to touch Yu Mo's cheek. His expression was not good. He was also worried about Yu Mo's current condition.
He reached out and took Yu Mo's hand in his, moved close to her ear and whispered softly: "Yu Mo, hold on, we'll get to the hospital in a moment."
Ji Lanjin accidentally glanced in the rearview mirror and saw this scene. She suddenly felt a little unhappy and said in a cold tone: "Let go of your hand, and how did she get injured."
Xiao Yi raised his head when he heard the sound, with confusion on his face. Was this man talking on the phone or talking to him? It was only when he saw his cold and angry eyes looking at him intently in the mirror that he understood.
He actually seemed to be talking to him.
No matter what, Xiao Yi let go of his hand. Xiao Yi didn't think too much. He just thought that the man in front of him didn't like others to behave like this in front of him. After letting go of Yu Mo's hand, he sat up straight.
Body, looking at Yumo.
After all, this car belongs to him. If they make him angry, they might drop them off halfway. It doesn't matter if they drop him off, but Yu Mo must not do it. As the saying goes, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.