On the other side, Yan Lishu and Zhang Qian have just won the bidding of Yingmai and set out to return to the city center.

Unexpectedly, he collided with a big truck on the way and had an accident.

Zhang Qian is a driver, wearing a seat belt, slightly injured, not in the way.

Yan Lishu was sitting in the back without wearing a seat belt, and his injury was much heavier than Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian's car didn't drive fast, and when he hit it, he tried to turn the steering wheel to the other side, so Yan Lishu didn't fly out of the back seat, but hit the glass window on one side.

He subconsciously used his arm to protect his head, the broken glass deeply into his arm, blood DC.

Immediately 120, first will be injured Yan Lishu to the hospital to clean up the wound.

When Yan Lishu was helped out of the car, his white shirt was covered with red blood.

His right hand was completely numb and had no sense.

Went to the nearest hospital to clean up the wound, no anesthetic, the doctor first disinfected his wound, with tweezers bit by bit to clean out all the glass debris in his arm.

Almost an hour later, after negotiating with the truck driver, Zhang Qian rushed over.

"Mr. Yan, are you ok?" Yan Lishu is still cleaning up the wound. Now his arm has a sense of pain. The pain spreads from the arm nerve to the brain, and a layer of sweat seeps from his forehead.

"Where's my cell phone?"

"Here it is."

Zhang Qian took the mobile phone out of his coat and handed it to him.

The screen of the mobile phone is broken, which does not affect the use of the mobile phone. Yan Lishu unlocks the lock and frowns when he sees several missed calls from Qin Mu, as well as messages sent.

Zhang Qian didn't look at Yan Lishu's face. He said to himself, "the driver was tired driving and fell asleep. He didn't see us. The responsibility for the accident is on the other side. Mr. Yan, your hand is injured too seriously. Would you like me to help you push Dong Ye's dinner?"

He looked at Yan Li Shu's arm and saw that there were too many glass scraps that could not be cleaned up for a while.

Yan Lishu left the mobile phone aside, "how long is the shortest time from here to the city center?"

"Ha?"

Zhang Qian was stunned for a few seconds. His eyes were full of haze on Yan Li's book. "Mr. Yan, do you want to go back?"

He had been hurt so badly that he felt guilty.

"Tell me the time!" Yan Li asked again.

Although Zhang Qian was confused, he also recognized the seriousness of Yan Lishu's tone. It could be that something happened in the city center.

"About forty minutes." They've driven nearly 50 minutes, and they can get into the city in less than 20 minutes.

However, the hospital where they are now located has widened the distance and can be reached in about 40 minutes.

"But we don't have a car."

Yan Lishu glanced at him coldly. Zhang Qian immediately lost his voice and ran outside to find a way.

Fortunately, this is the hospital. There are many taxis at the gate.

"Mr. Yan, your wound has not been cleaned up yet." Zhang Qian looked at the blood blurred arm and hesitated to persuade him.

"Shut up!"

Yan Lishu directly asked the doctor to stop bleeding, bandage, put on his coat and go outside.

The coat blocked the white shirt stained with blood. Yan Lishu came out of the hospital door like a fly. Except for his pale face, he could not see a person who was so seriously injured.

On the taxi, Yan Lishu sent a message to Qin Mu.

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