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A pungent odor of oil could be smelt from far away. The two bodyguards who were running before them were instantly scared silly. The car had signs of being on fire while the young mistress was still inside.

Under these circumstances, it was extremely likely that the car would explode. As long as it was a rational person, they wouldn't foolishly run over to save her.

But right now, Shen Muxi was the most irrational person. When he saw the car going down the hill, the pungent gas was flowing out and the front of the car was smoking. He did not care about the danger at all. The only thing he could think of was that if he did not save Cheng Tian Painting who was in the driver's seat as soon as possible, Cheng Tian Painting would definitely die.

"Eldest Young Master, you can't go!" Shen Muxi, who was about to rush out to save the police, pulled him back and anxiously said, "The car might explode, it's very dangerous!"

Shen Muxi turned his head to glare at him, ordering angrily, "Let go!"

"No …" We've already called the police. Let the police handle this. "

"Scram!" Shen Moxi swung his heavy fist at the opposite party's face. Finally, he was free.

He almost stumbled to the side of the car, which had been deformed, and it took him a great deal of effort to open the driver's door.

Inside the carriage, Cheng Tian picture was being squeezed under pressure, and his forehead was continuously dripping with blood.

The two onlookers couldn't keep watch any longer, so they also joined Shen in rescuing the injured Cheng Tian Painting.

Moving Cheng Tian painting to a safe position, Shen Moxi took off the silk scarf around her neck and helped her depress the wound on her forehead.

He angrily raised his head and shouted at the two guards, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and drive! "

"Eldest Young Master, I've already called the ambulance." One of them said.

Very quickly, the ambulance arrived. Shen Moxi helped the medical staff carry Cheng Tian Tu onto the ambulance and followed the ambulance to the hospital.

After the ambulance had sped away, one of the guards said to the other, "Let's go back and get the fire extinguisher to prevent the car from burning up."

The two of them rushed back to the house. The guard at the back looked at the person in front and secretly lit the alcohol ball he had prepared beforehand and threw it under the hood of the car.

When the first aid doctor came out of the emergency room to tell Shen Mouxi that the injuries on Cheng Tian's painting weren't too serious, Shen Mouxi's heart, which had been hanging in the air all this time, finally calmed down.

With a sigh of relief, he quickly stopped the doctor and asked, "Then, how is her injury?"

The doctor smiled and said, "Don't worry. There's a moderate concussion on the head, four stitches, a cut on the left leg, and a displacement on the kneecap. These are not fatal injuries. After treatment, it will be fine."

"Thank you, Doctor." Shen Moxi let out a breath of relief, but he still frowned at the sight. It sounded very painful, but Cheng Tian couldn't bear it any longer.

Ten minutes later, Cheng Tian Painting was pushed out of the emergency room and returned to the ordinary ward.

She was still in a coma, and the wounds on her forehead and legs had been treated. The doctor said she would wake up soon.

Shen Moxi's heart ached a little as he watched her frown even when she was unconscious. He silently said in his heart: Fortunately, you are fine, otherwise …

What else would he do? Pain? A lifetime of uneasiness? Or would he die of grief?

Could it be the latter? He didn't know.

He took a deep breath and pulled a chair over to her bedside and waited for her to wake up.

The phone rang. It was Assistant Peng. Shen Moxi went to the balcony to answer it. Assistant Peng told him that the car had been burned down and that it would be sent to the vehicle identification center to identify the cause of the accident once it had completely cooled down.

Shen Moxi softly 'En' before hanging up.

He also did not understand why Cheng Tian Painting would have a car accident, because Cheng Tian Painting had always been a very careful and calm person.

Of course, he would never have guessed that the car had been vandalized.

In the fire escape on the top floor of the hospital, He Hui had to muster a lot of courage to dial that familiar number.

After the phone rang twice, Ke's impatient voice sounded, "How was it?"

He Hui opened his mouth, but no words came out.

"You're not going to tell me you failed again, are you?"

"Yes, Cheng Tian painting is only a head injury and the displacement of the bone in his left leg, it is not life threatening." He Hui unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"What's going on?" As expected, Ke was furious.

He Hui quickly said, "Sister Ke, I did what you told me. Hai was once a gas repairman, so he was very familiar with the accessories. He told me that he had lubricated every brake disc and also soaked the front of the car with gas. Who would have known that Cheng Tian Painting's life was so huge, the car did not catch fire from the very beginning? "

Lubricating oil can cause brakes to malfunction, but this is only for a short period of time, after a long time after the high temperature of the roasted lubricant will lose its effect. That was why she dared to make a move at the Shen Mansion, taking away Little Li, and then finding someone to call Cheng Tianshu as the hospital. As a result, Cheng Tianshu ran into a downhill slope as soon as he started the car, and it was even Changpo.

She should have found a more suitable place to crash into other cars as soon as she started the car.

"Consider her lucky!" Ke gritted her teeth.

"It was the Eldest Young Master who risked his life to save her."

"Fight to the death?" This was what Ke hated the most. Last time, Shen Moxi had risked his life to help her block the brick, and this time, he had even risked his life to save her from the carriage.

Ke turned to ask, "Does Young Master Mu have any suspicions?"

"No, I did as you said. I told A'Hai to burn the car down to a frame. There won't be any traces left. Don't worry."

"It's best if it's like this. Otherwise, the one who will die will be you, not me."

Ke's words caused He Hui's heart to tremble. Of course, she knew the one who died would be herself. However, hearing Ke's cold words, He Hui's heart still chilled.

"I understand. Goodbye Miss Ke." "No," she said.

"Wait." Ke stopped her.

He Hui felt his heart turn cold again. His scalp went numb as he asked, "Miss Ke, what else do you need?"

At this point, it was already too late for He Hui to back down. What she was most afraid of was receiving Ke's orders, especially a task like today, where the goal was to take someone's life.

Hopefully, Ke's next step was not to ask her to take advantage of Cheng Tian Hua's coma to come up with a new move, or else she would really collapse!

"Since she's so lucky, let's change the plan."

"What plan?" He Hui asked mechanically.

"It's time to let Old Lady Shen and Shen Muxi know about her 'stealing' contraceptives."

He Hui heaved a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't for her to kill someone. She thought for a moment, then asked doubtfully, "Sister Ke, if Cheng Tian Painting were to find out about this secret, wouldn't that mean that he wouldn't be able to deal with her in the future?"

"Don't you feel that with the old lady's character, it is extremely likely that she will be kicked out of the Shen family? At that time, she would … Isn't it impossible to get pregnant just by thinking about it? "

"Oh, I see."

"Be more flexible."

"Yes."

After hanging up, He Hui heaved a sigh of relief.

Closing her eyes, Shen Muxi's handsome face floated into her mind. She would definitely chase away all those women who were fortunate enough to have such a face!

As the anesthetic passed, Cheng was awakened by the pain in his head and legs.

She slowly opened her eyes. Her vision was filled with a misty white color, so white that it was confusing.

Is this heaven? Was she really unable to escape from fate's teasing and leaving the colourful world ahead of time?

What surprised her was that she actually saw a figure in the white mist. It was still the person who liked to wear beautiful dresses and put on delicate and light makeup. He was always concerned about her intentions. Even at this moment, her exquisite face was still filled with the pain of her heart for her.

"Little Yi, why are you here as well?" she asked with difficulty.

How did she end up in heaven with me? She did not want her to come, nor did she need her company. She should stay in the good world and strive to live the life she wanted to live.

It wasn't clear if it was because of the pain or because he was moved by it, but Cheng Tian Painting's eyes were misty. She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the figure was no longer there.

She rubbed her blurry eyes and struggled to sit up. The pain in her leg instantly struck, causing her to scream in pain before she was forced to lie back down on the bed.

Shen Moxi, who had just returned from paying outside, saw her painful appearance as she moaned on the sickbed. He was startled for a moment before he quickened his pace to pacify her moving body, "Don't move, you're injured."

Cheng Tian Painted was also startled when he saw Shen Mouxi. He looked at him in surprise, then looked around, only to realize that she wasn't in heaven, but was lying in a hospital ward.

So she didn't die? He actually didn't die?

When the car hit the tree pole and went down the hill, she thought she was definitely going to die this time, but she didn't expect …

"I'm not dead?" She looked at him and whispered, not daring to believe it.

Shen Moxi laughed, "How can you die so easily?"

"I thought I was in heaven." Cheng Tian Painted thought of the scene just now and thought of the intention that had flashed by in the blink of an eye. He hurriedly asked, "I just saw the goodwill, did she come to see me?"

"Not yet, but I've already told her that you were in a car accident, and I'm sure she'll come and see you."

Ever since Cheng Tian Painting was transferred to the ward, aside from paying a fee, he spent the rest of his time at her bedside. The time taken to pay the bill was less than ten minutes.

His answer made Cheng Tian Shuo's pale face look disappointed. She thought that he had forgiven her and had come to see her in the hospital.

"What's wrong? Is the wound painful? " Shen Mushui asked, looking at her disappointed face.

"It hurts, but I can bear it." Cheng Tian Painting asked, "Who saved me? Who sent me to the hospital? "

"It's me, A'Hai and the others."

"Thank you."

"No need to thank me, I'm fine as long as I'm here."

"Why were you so careless?" He was more frightened than she was, more frightened than he was, especially when she told him that the car had been burnt to an empty shell.

He was thinking, if he didn't happen to stay in the Shen Mansion, if he didn't rush over, the two of them wouldn't have risked their lives to rescue her from the carriage.