That huge billboard was not light. It usually took four people to lift it, but he actually lifted it and threw it out.
Several workers who came down were stunned.
The outside of the billboard is inlaid with a gold frame and there are many LED light bulbs...
It fell to the ground and stirred up thick smoke.
Jing Jiaren raised her head and stared at Leng Aofeng. She hadn't seen him for a while, but he was still the same as before.
No matter when she saw him, she always felt like the first time she saw him, his eyes were as clean as dandelions that would never get dirty. When the wind blew, they would scatter everywhere.
A wisp of red blood slowly dripped from his forehead.
Jing Jiaren was surprised and shouted: "Leng Aofeng, you are bleeding!"
"I'm fine." Leng Aofeng stretched out his hand and rubbed his neck, and his neck twisted tentatively.
"You... don't move!" Jing Jiaren was anxious.
"Miss, this is your boyfriend, please take him to the hospital quickly." An uncle, a worker, said anxiously.
"Yes, this billboard weighs tens of pounds at least. If it falls from a high altitude, it will not kill anyone, but it will also cause serious injuries!"
"Take him quickly to see if his bones are broken."
"Let him stand still and I'll call an ambulance for you!"
The more Jing Jiaren listened, the more anxious she became: "Leng Aofeng, don't move..."
Leng Aofeng stretched his limbs: "It's really okay."
Jing Jiaren hurriedly took out a handkerchief from her bag and pressed it on his forehead: "You're bleeding, you're okay. Leng Aofeng, why do you always show up suddenly like this to scare me!"
Why is he always there at critical moments?
Why is it always because of her that he gets hurt!
Jing Jiaren turned around and saw Jian Chenche sitting in the passenger seat: "Get in the car, hospital."
He's been away from get off work for so long and he's still here?
Jing Jiaren was slightly stunned when she saw BOSS's driver honking the horn again: "Get in the car, BOSS is going to the hospital for a re-examination. He was hit by such a heavy billboard, so he must go to the hospital for a check-up."
The area Jing Jiaren had just wiped was stained with blood again.
Jing Jiaren pushed aside his hair and took a look, and found that he was indeed still bleeding.
"Leng Aofeng, can you walk, or should we wait for an ambulance?"
"I'm fine." He repeated this sentence again.
"You must go to the hospital! Otherwise I won't worry!"
Leng Aofeng frowned and saw her hand tightly grasping his big hand, fearing that he would disappear as suddenly as he did every time before.
Sitting in the car, Jing Jiaren pulled back Leng Aofeng's collar and looked at his neck.
Just now, he was bearing the weight from his neck to his back...
He pressed it carefully and asked, "Does it hurt here?"
"It doesn't hurt."
"I'd better go to the hospital and get some X-rays or something. You've got a broken head."
"Flesh wounds." Leng Aofeng looked at her indifferently, with the same deep emotion in his eyes as before.
The driver glanced in the rearview mirror: "Xiao Bai, is this your man?"
Jing Jiaren glanced at Jian Chenche, who was silent in the passenger seat: "Yes, he is my fiancé."
Leng Aofeng is handsome and outstanding, and exudes a proud nobility.
Moreover, he saved Jing Jiaren in front of Jian Chenche...
Their relationship is so deep, normal people would give up when faced with difficulties, right?
It's best if Jian Chenche doesn't have any interest in her, but if she does, it's best to kill her if she does!