Chapter 7

"Third Master, I really tried my best. The girl didn't hurt herself at all. There was nothing wrong with her whole body, but she didn't breathe! I've been in here for more than two hours. I'm trying my best The president was wronged.

"How is that possible? It's impossible Chu Yunyang shakes off the dean and runs towards the emergency room, but someone is faster than him. Only a shadow flashed by. Yan Zhiyuan, who was still sitting there, had disappeared in the corridor.

Yan Zhiyuan ran into the emergency room. He couldn't believe that the girl who was sitting in front of him in the morning and listening carefully now left the world quietly. I don't know why his eyes were so dense.

Then Chu Yunyang came in and saw Yan Zhiyuan just standing at the door looking at the woman who had lost her life on the operating table. He passed him. He didn't believe that he really killed such a young girl.

He grew up with a golden spoon in his childhood. He was always reckless and free to do whatever he wanted. But it really made him watch a young girl leave because of herself. How could he escape from his conscience（ His conscience is selective.)

Chu Yunyang, who has never been afraid of anything, is afraid to walk. He is not afraid to see the dead, but he is afraid that the beautiful girl lying on it is really impossible to recover.

Trembling close, he suddenly found the girl lying on the operating table is very beautiful, really beautiful, but pale, no blood. That a head of black and shiny hair, casual hanging scattered, really no life.

A classic melon face, which can't be more standard, looks as if it's only a little bigger than one's own palm, just like the person who comes down from the most standard beauty cartoon; The bridge of nose is firm and straight. It has both the beauty of women and the heroism of men; Thin and soft lips, showing a kind of almost transparent ruby red, at any time, as if a look can make people intoxicated.

It turns out that she is still a beauty, but according to Yan Zhiyuan's logic, she should not be like this. Chu Yunyang turns his head to look at Yan Zhiyuan and finds that there seems to be surprise in his eyes, even more than himself.

Shaking hands, Chu Yunyang wants to reach out to test whether Qiao Xinyao really does not breathe, he really does not want to believe that such a woman will simply lose her life.

One step, two steps, three steps. This distance is so short, but three steps he has been close to her. Shaking hands up, almost so on her nose when. Suddenly just listen to the "hiss" of a pumping sound, Chu Yunyang staggering want to go back, but in see that pair of eyes when stopped.

What kind of eyes are they? He really didn't know how to describe it. The long black hair is shining with crystal clear luster, the eyes are shining with wisdom, the corners of the eyes are slightly up, with a quiet but elegant smile, just like brilliant, brilliant.

"Who are you? Is the driver responsible for the accident? " Qin Xiao wakes up from his lethargy and feels that someone is close to him, so he subconsciously grabs the hand of the passer-by without thinking about it. Maybe he uses a little force and dislocates.

And she also saw the boy in front of her, a handsome face, thick eyebrows, rebellious slightly raised up, long and slightly curled eyelashes, with a pair of clear eyes like morning dew, a strong nose, lips like rose petals, and fair skin.

Tut Tut, this boy really has a face of disaster! It's just that this appearance seems to have been seen somewhere! I can't remember for a moment, but she knows that Qiao Xinyao was killed by a car, so this

"Er, that... I..." under the gaze of Qin Xiao, who should be called Qiao Xinyao now, Chu Yunyang's three inch tongue was tied. For a moment, he didn't know what to say, and finally came a sentence: "I didn't mean it."

Suddenly remembered in front of the boy is who, this is not one of the capital three gongs Chu three gongs***** Chu Yunyang is the youngest son of Chu Huaiyuan, deputy commander of the three armed forces and chief of general staff, and the youngest son of Chu Nan, political commissar of the Central Military Region.

Think of this kid's wind review. Qiao Xinyao can't help but show a smile, the previous tension has disappeared. She is just a random push, Chu Yunyang that has been dislocated arm so intact return.

To Chu Yunyang's performance, Qiao Xinyao is still satisfied, whether it is before he unloaded his arm, or now take back, the boy didn't hum. To Chu Yunyang, the original Qin Xiao is quite fond of. This boy only does what he likes, and rarely lives in a natural and unrestrained way.

Chu Huaiyuan is Qin Xiao's master, and Chu Nan has helped her. Even Chu San's mother Shen Liya and Qin Xiao are handkerchiefs. They have a good relationship. She is Qin Xiao's only female friend.

"I'm fine, and you don't have to feel guilty." Jumping out of bed and lying on the operating table is not a good thing. Qiao Xinyao moves her sour body for a while and suddenly sees Yan Zhiyuan, who is a little dull.

This is an acquaintance. Yan Zhiyuan is the first son in politics. His grandfather is the current prime minister, and his father is a senior official of s city. Yan family doesn't care about the war, but Yan Zhiyuan's grandfather is a tough person. He likes Qin Xiao very much and agrees with her very much.

See Qiao Xinyao unexpectedly jumped down from the operating table, after a moment of consternation, Yan Zhiyuan finally returned to normal, looking at her with a smile. Qiao Xinyao also looked over.

Yan Zhiyuan's skin is very white and delicate. It's like a porcelain doll. A pair of bright, clear eyes with light streamer, like water waves on the lake. With a soft and warm light. The nose of a Greek statue is straight. A little thin lips, not smiling, with a good-looking radian. Curly flaxen hair is soft and shiny. But always feel that there is no gentleness in his eyes, and even occasional cold light emerge. What a contradictory boy!