The two people fell to the ground at the same time. The motorcycle lifted up and passed over their bodies. Mo Bei stretched out his palm on the grass and pulled the trigger. This time, the bullet hit the car body smoothly.
Jiao Yang raised his arms to completely protect her body.
With a bang, the motorcycle exploded above the two of them, and debris with sparks flew everywhere like fireworks.
Jiao Yang ignored the stinging pain on his back and just struggled to hold up his arms and looked at Mo Bei, who was pressed under him.
"Xiaobei, how are you?"
"I'm fine."
Mo Bei opened his eyes, his eyes reflected the firelight, and her face, those dark eyes, were full of concern.
"That's good."
Jiao Yang breathed a sigh of relief, his arms softened, and he fell on her body helplessly.
"Jiao Yang!"
Mo Bei held his shoulders and sat up hastily. He saw that the hospital gown on his back was already riddled with holes. Countless small holes had been burnt by the falling fragments. On his shoulders,
There is also a triangular one stuck in it. I don’t know where it was from the debris exploded from the locomotive.
His heart suddenly tightened, Mo Bei stood up with all his strength, helped him sit up, used all his strength to pull him up, and carried him on his shoulders.
She was not short, but carrying him so tall, his feet almost dragged to the ground. His unconscious heavy body and the weight of the plaster made it extremely heavy.
But she couldn't care so much, she just gritted her teeth and carried him on her back, staggering toward the hospital.
The distance from the park to the hospital was only 200 meters, but to her, it was the longest journey in life. By the time she finally threw Jiao Yang back to the hospital and outside the emergency room, she was already exhausted.
"Come on, help!" Mo Bei struggled to lift her feet up the steps. The doctors and nurses rushed out after hearing the sound. Seeing several figures rushing towards her, she bent her legs and finally fell to the ground without any strength.
The medical staff lifted Jiao Yang off her back, and then someone held her arm, but she just pushed him away, "Ignore me, save him, save him quickly..."
In fact, Jiao Yang was not seriously injured. He was just knocked unconscious by the shock wave of the explosion. After the bumps along the way, he woke up. When the nurse put him on the bed and pushed him to the emergency room, he
Turning around, she saw Mo Bei falling weakly on the ground, pushing hard against the nurse who was trying to pull her up.
"Leave me alone, I'm fine, please save him quickly!"
Unable to bear to look at her, Jiao Yang turned his head and buried his face on the emergency bed.
No one could see the expression on his face, only his hands clenched on the side of the bed, his knuckles turned pale from excessive exertion, betraying his truest emotions.
After sitting on the floor and resting for a while, Mo Bei stood up again and walked into the emergency room.
Jiao Yang's shirt has been taken off and he is lying on the bed. The nurses are bandaging the wound on his shoulder.
There were old injuries and new injuries on his back.
"Why are there so many wounds?!" a nurse sighed.
Jiao Yang heard this sigh, but didn't make a sound.
Those old injuries were caused by protecting Luo Xiaoqian from burns, but these new injuries were caused by protecting Mo Bei.
The old injuries have long since healed, but the new injuries are the most painful.
This is probably God's punishment for being too indulgent in the past, making him destined not to be loved in this life.
Whether it was Luo Xiaoqian in the past or Mo Bei now.
