Chapter 514

Sanskrit was still in shock. When he looked at the car crashing over, he didn't react at all. He subconsciously stayed where he was, and the assistant was calling. When he reacted, he saw the car crashing straight towards Sanskrit!

He was surprised and subconsciously wanted to rush over to protect the Sanskrit. After all, although Beiye was angry recently, he might be reconciled with his fourth aunt when his anger disappeared.

In the North home, who doesn't know that the fourth aunt is too the favorite of the North master.

If she had any problems, they wouldn't have to live.

But he didn't expect that when he didn't move, he saw a figure quickly rush to the past and push away the fourth aunt, and that figure was hit by the car!

Falling to the ground like a slow motion camera!

Then there was an earth shaking cry: "Dad!"

It was Jiang Shiwei's voice. She wanted to take Jiang Yuanyuan to the hospital. After all, the gang just started without a light reason. Jiang Yuanyuan's face was always ugly. After she called the police, they were going to the hospital, but they didn't expect to see a car hit the Sanskrit song as soon as they went out.

At that time, Jiang Yuanyuan, who was seriously injured and inconvenient to move, rushed straight after eating potherb and pushed the Sanskrit away, but he was hit by a car.

At the same time, she woke up the frightened Sanskrit. Before she could react, she saw the man lying on the ground, full of blood.

So much blood came out of his body.

I don't know how much blood a person has. How can he flow so much and in such a hurry!

She thought of the man. She said to her these days, you are my wife, Ge'er. We have a daughter named Wei. Do you remember?

I know you forgot, but you always remember.

Song Er, I'm sorry. I always thought I'd never see you again. It's good to see you again now.

I'm sorry.

He said a lot, she subconsciously blocked, but at this moment, the man's voice sounded in her mind all the time.

He saved her with his life.

When the Sanskrit responded, the ambulance had come. She watched Jiang Yuanyuan be sent to the ambulance and was ready to follow.

Ashan responded: "aunt Si is too, you can't go!"

Van Gogh paused. She turned and looked at Ashan. She knew that this man was Beiye's confidant. He must report her every move to Beiye.

However, she couldn't control it at this moment. Jiang Yuanyuan thought that her life and death were unknown. How could she leave with him regardless of anything? She couldn't be so cruel: "why can't I go?"

Being looked at by her clear eyes, Ashan had a speechless guilty heart: "fourth aunt too, North Lord asked me to take you back."

"Ashan, did you see that the man saved me just now. Without him, I was the one lying on the ground with unknown life and death. He saved me. If I left like this, my conscience would be very uneasy. If you really don't let me go, I don't mind doing something unexpected to you." the Sanskrit spoke so strongly in front of Ashan for the first time, Like the Sanskrit song of that year.

Ashan was stunned. She had never seen a Sanskrit like this. For so many years, she followed Beiye and was very quiet. She was as tough as poor Xiaobai. She hadn't seen it for too long.

The Sanskrit continued: "you have two choices now. You can take me to the hospital or leave it alone. I go to the hospital alone. If you have to force me back, I'll die for you!"

With that, she walked forward and was ready to stop a taxi. Ashan's voice finally sounded slowly: "I'll take you to the hospital."

Finally, Ashan drove Sanskrit to the hospital. When she arrived, Jiang Yuanyuan had been sent to the emergency room, while Jiang Shiwei stood at the door of the operating room, staring at the three words in the operation.

I don't know why some fragments suddenly appeared in the mind of the Sanskrit. It seems that she had such an experience at the beginning, but her head was too painful to remember what was going on. The memory was wrapped in a layer of fog and covered her mysterious veil.

Jiang Shiwei always stood there motionless, like a sculpture, solidified in the ground. The woman's small face was as white as snow, and her thin lips trembled slightly. It seemed that she was trying to restrain her emotions and not let herself break out, but she endured it like this and felt that her lips were going to bite blood.

The Sanskrit finally couldn't help reminding: "if you want to cry, cry."

This may make him feel better. After all, Jiang Shiwei watched his father's car accident with his own eyes, but there was nothing he could do. What he saw with his own eyes must be worse than hearsay.

Jiang Shiwei looked at her blankly, and his teeth loosened a little: "Why are you here?"

"Thank your father for saving me." the Sanskrit said apologetically. Although she couldn't remember what kind of relationship she had with Jiang Yuan, she was not a child. She knew that saving one life was better than building a seven level floating slaughter. He saved her and was her benefactor. No matter how she used to treat him, this moment was completely changed.

"If you want to thank me, I'll thank my father when he comes out of the operating room!" Jiang Shiwei doesn't intend to accept the apology of Sanskrit, or she has a grudge against Sanskrit because of the car accident just now.

But from another point of view, whether it's Jiang Yuanyuan or Sanskrit, no matter who gets hurt, she must feel bad. She doesn't want to see anyone have something in front of her.

Sanskrit looked at her cold side and knew that she must be angry with herself at the bottom of her heart: "I'm sorry."

"No, you didn't drive into my father. Besides, my father should save you. After all, he still likes you." if you like a person, you may be willing to do anything for her.

Like her, like dad.

Because like a person, even if you pay your own life, you don't hesitate.

I don't know how long she waited. Jiang Shiwei only felt that time was unprecedented slow. She watched the nurse send in bags of plasma. She opened her mouth to ask about the source of Jiang, but she didn't dare to ask. The operation was not over yet. It proved that there was still hope, indicating that Jiang was still saved.

But she wanted to finish the operation quickly, so that she could know the result and be afraid of the result.

Thinking that Jiang Yuanyuan had shed so much blood, and even after the car accident, he didn't even have time to say a word to himself, Jiang Shiwei felt cold all over.

I don't know how long it took. Suddenly, the sound of leather shoes came from the other end of the corridor. The sound seemed to step on my heart, and there was a sound: "who is Miss Jiang Shiwei?"