The person who was arguing with her emotionally just now was like a broken glass doll, with blood all over her head and face, her eyes closed, and no response no matter how she shouted.
Blood... lots and lots of blood, bright red blood kept flowing out of Tong Mengqi's body, and soon, the place where she lay was stained red with blood.
The rain continued to fall, and the sparse rain became heavier and heavier, splashing on the ground. The blood was quickly diluted, but new blood kept pouring out.
At the door, Zhang's mother, who ran out with Tong Caiwei because she was worried, was shocked by the scene in front of her. She was stunned for a few seconds before turning around and running into the house, "Mr. Ye, it's not good..."
"Mengqi, Mengqi..."
Tears mixed with rain flowed down her cheeks.
"Girl."
Ye Fan ran out. It was obvious that he was in a hurry. He didn't even hold an umbrella. His expensive clothes were completely soaked by the rain, and the rain slid down his handsome face.
Zhang Ma's voice came faintly, with a bit of anxiety, "Mr. Ye, hold the umbrella, don't catch a cold."
"Mengqi, Mengqi..."
Tong Caiwei was at a loss. The blood from Tong Mengqi's body was stained on her hands. She cried almost silently, "Mengqi was in a car accident."
The car that hit Tong Mengqi had already fled in a hurry and disappeared into the rain.
No one would have imagined that something like this would happen.
Ye Fan was also surprised when he saw Tong Caiwei lying in a pool of blood.
He knelt down, held Tong Caiwei's shoulders, and comforted her, "Girl, don't worry, the first priority is to send her to the hospital right away."
Tong Caiwei raised her head and looked at her at a loss. She couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain on her face. The water droplets were rolling on her pale and bloodless face, "Yes... the hospital, we need to send her to the hospital immediately."
"
The black Rolls-Royce broke through the rain and stopped beside the two of them.
Ye Fan picked up Tong Mengqi, and they hurriedly got into the car and went straight to the hospital.
In the car, Tong Mengqi's body was still bleeding, and the white shirt Ye Fan was wearing was stained red with blood.
Tong Caiwei stretched out her hand to block the bleeding area, but blood came out from between her fingers.
She stared blankly at the bright red hands, and suddenly burst into tears, her face filled with self-blame and regret, "It's all me, it's all me who harmed Mengqi. If I hadn't caused her to lose control of her emotions, she wouldn't have been able to do so in front of her.
She didn’t even know when a car was coming, but it was me... I was the one who hurt her, and if something happened to her, I wouldn’t want to live anymore.”
"Girl, calm down."
Ye Fan held her hand and tried to comfort her.
But as if she was electrocuted, she shook his hand away, shook her head, and cried helplessly, "I can't calm down, it was me who killed Mengqi, I am her murderer, if she
What happened, how could I be worthy of my father and mother? Not only did I fail to take good care of my sister, I actually killed her."
Her cries were low and weak at first, and gradually became uncontrollably louder. As she cried, her whole body was twitching, "How do you want me to calm down? I am a murderer. I killed myself."
My dear sister."
"Tong Caiwei!"
Ye Fan took her hand again and held it tightly, his dark green eyes dark, flashing with a trace of anger and a trace of heartache.
"She is not dead yet. We will send her to the hospital immediately.