Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

The ambulance honked its horns all the way, and passers-by gave way to them wherever they went, and it only took more than half an hour to get to the Armed Police Hospital.

Song Ci was still breathing, and the blood had basically stopped, but his consciousness had not yet become sober. As soon as she arrived at the hospital, she was taken into the operating room by the surgical team who had been waiting at the entrance of the hospital.

I don't know where Han Zhan came from. This operation shocked the director of surgery at the Armed Police Hospital.

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After the operation, Song Ci had to wait for observation in the operating room, and the director left with his assistant early.

Seeing the director walking out of the operating room, Han Zhan got up and walked in front of him and said to him, "Director Su, it's been hard work. What is the result of the operation?"

Director Su had time to stare at Han Zhan carefully. "Long time no see, Han Zhan." Director Su looked at Han Zhan with nostalgia.

The corner of Han Zhan's mouth evoked an indescribable smile. "Yes, long time no see." The last time we met, eight years ago, Director Su personally amputated the right index and middle fingers for Han Zhan.

Director Su knew that those past events were not fond memories for Han Zhan, so he didn't mention it.

Knowing that he was concerned about the patient’s condition, Director Su informed Han Zhan of Song Ci’s condition in detail: “Your spouse’s cervical spine has two minor fractures and needs cervical brace treatment. Other joints are not damaged. Broken glass The **** pieces cut her arm, causing multiple traumas and excessive bleeding. Just rest more."

"But because of the violent impact, your spouse has a severe concussion, and you may feel vomiting when you wake up. This also requires attention."

Han Zhan calmly listened to the director one by one of your lover, and did not explain his relationship with Song Ci. After Director Su finished speaking, Han Zhan's tight complexion relaxed, and he thanked Director Su again.

Director Su waved his hand and strode away.

Seeing Director Su go away, Han Zhan only recruited Li Li and asked him, "Where is the doctor in Xinqiao?"

Li Li said, "According to your instructions, let Long Yu take him away. When will you meet him?"

"Not in a hurry."

Li Li was a little hungry. Seeing that Song Ci was too late to come out, Li Li went to eat first, and then came back to change shifts with Han Zhan.

After more than ten minutes, Song Ci was finally pushed out of the operating room.

She squinted her eyes and stared at the tall figure of Han Zhan in the backlight. She moved her lips and didn't know what she said. Han Zhan bent over and put his ear to Song Ci's lips, and heard Song Ci say: "Don't go."

Han Zhan's expression was slightly condensed, his eyes full of inquiry and doubt when he saw Song Ci.

In fact, Song Ci could not recognize who the person in front of him was. He only knew that he could not leave her, and could not leave her here alone. Song Ci was afraid of staying alone in the hospital, and she was afraid of being unguarded, Mu Mian would take the opportunity to take her away.

On the way to the ward, Song Ci held Han Zhan's right hand tightly. Even through a leather glove, Han Zhan could feel how cruel Song Ci held him.

The consciousness gradually recovered, and Song Ci was completely awake. Opening his eyes, Song Ci saw Han Zhan sitting on the edge of his hospital bed with some blood in his suit.

Song Ci was slightly stunned.

Han Zhan asked her, "Can you let go?"

Song Ci continued to be in a daze.

Han Zhan raised his right hand, shook the right hand that Song Ci had grasped, and said, "You hold my hand for more than two hours."

Song Ci subconsciously let go.

Han Zhan's leather gloves were all pinched together by Song Ci. He bowed his head and straightened his leather gloves, his movements were elegant and methodical.

After Song Ci knew what she had done, she was a little embarrassed. But at this moment, the joy of retrieving a life is far more than shame. She stared at Han Zhan, who was taking care of her own gloves, with a very gentle tone, with some strange things inside: "You have been here all the time?"

Han Zhan: "Yeah."

"Then this trip..."

"Blow it." Han Zhan looked at Song Ci in his spare time. He said, "Because you were in a car accident, our trip was cancelled this time. Miss Song, you said, how can you compensate the company for the economic losses?"

Song Ci knew that Han Zhan was scaring her, but she was always shameless. She said: "If I don't dislike it, I can only pay for it."

Han Zhan's expression froze.

Song Ci's answer was unexpected.

Seeing the smile in Song Ci's eyes, Han Zhan knew that Song Ci was playing tricks.

Song Ci felt a sense of accomplishment to see Han Zhan astonished. She continued to tease Han Zhan: "What should I do, when I wake up and see Mr. Han, I feel sweet in my heart."

Han Zhan remained silent and continued to watch her acting.

Song Ci pressed his chest, winking at Han Zhan. If she didn't wear that funny neck brace around her neck, it would still be charming to wink her eyes. "Mr. Han saved my life, and Song Ci has nothing to do with him, so he has to agree with him. I hope Mr. Han will not dislike it."

Song Ci decided to soak the richest man in the future!

I don't know what Song Ci hit Han Zhan's smile. Han Zhan's shoulders were shaking with a smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Ci couldn't understand Han Zhan's thoughts, feeling a little inexplicable.

After Han Zhan stopped laughing, he said: "Who said in person on the day of the interview that he didn't engage in unspoken rules?"

Song Ci said that, Song Ci was at a loss.

Her bright eyes looked straight at Han Zhan, fascinating.

Han Zhan couldn't resist Song Ci's straightforwardness. He got up and stepped back, trying to keep a distance from Song Ci, so that he could keep his head clear and not fall into this little Nizi's trap.

As soon as he moved his left foot, Han Zhan heard Song Ci say: "Unspoken rules are not allowed, Minglian is still possible."

Han Zhan felt strange, stopped his movements, and asked Song Ci amusedly: "Are young girls now so straightforward and bold?"

Song Ci: "How old is Mr. Han?"

"32."

"Woo..." Song Ci wanted to tilt her head. As soon as she had that thought, her neck hurt so much that she had to give up.

Song Ci boldly stretched out his hand, holding Han Zhan's right wrist, lowered his head and said, "Brother Han is implicit and introverted, Song Ci is straightforward and wanton. They complement each other and are a perfect match."

The sound of Brother Han made Han Zhangu's hair crisp.

"Say well if you have something to say." Han Zhan pulled Song Ci's hand mercilessly. "Don't use your hands, take advantage of others."

Song Ci shook his heart.

It's over, beauty tricks don't work.

When Han Zhan tactfully rejected it, Song Ci had a sullen expression, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't talk anymore.

The room was quiet for a while, Han Zhan didn't mention leaving, and Song Ci didn't gag him.

Her gorgeous cheeks seemed weak because of the injury today, but she also felt pitiful. Song Ci didn't know what he was thinking of, and his eyes flickered, making people unable to see through.

"That truck driver..." Just as Song Ci started to speak, Han Zhan interrupted her and told her, "He is dead."

Song Ci's expression was a little dazed.

"The driver was taken out of the car and died within a few minutes. He didn't even wait for the ambulance." Han Zhan thought Song Ci was frightened, so his expression was so ugly.

Unable to believe that Song Ci was terrified, Han Zhan comforted her again: "It's okay, you are safe."

Safety?

There is nothing but despair in Song Ci.

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