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Chapter 41 Fu Jingshuang, are you afraid of death?
In the small space, the breathing of both of them became heavy. Fu Jingshuang was close to the man's chest, and she didn't know whether the ever-increasing heartbeat was her own or Song Baizhou's.

At this time, a man's hoarse and struggling voice came from above his head, "Miss Fu, hold me tight."

Fu Jingshuang guessed what he was going to do, and the veins on her forehead twitched. She felt that as long as there was any big movement in the car, the whole car would definitely fall into the river.

Given his injuries, if he wanted to survive Duan Jiang, he might as well ascend to heaven.

"Song Baizhou, we still wait for the rescue team to arrive..."

At this time, she was also very weak, and her voice was weak.

The air in the car sank for a few seconds, and Song Baizhou's cold voice sounded out again, with an extremely firm voice, "Fu Jingshuang, hold me tight..."

She froze for a moment, she didn't expect that the first time he called her name completely was under such circumstances.

However, she thought it sounded good.

His voice seemed to have a magical power, which filled her with a sense of security and peace of mind.

Is it a big deal to die?

In this world, there is nothing that Fu Jingshuang is afraid of.

Gritting your teeth and bearing it, it's all over.

She raised her arms, enduring the pain in her body, and hugged his neck tightly.

When the two blood-covered people pressed together, maybe she touched the wound on his body, the man held back his breath and let out a muffled grunt, his Adam's apple rolled, "Tighten it up a bit."

Fu Jingshuang cried out suddenly, and replied in a nasal voice, "I... hurt so much, I have no strength..."

Song Baizhou's tongue was pressed against the back of the teeth, and his mouth was full of strong dry smell. He carefully stretched out an arm and wrapped it around her waist, and with the bloody arm, he forced her body towards himself Mentioning it, the woman wrapped around him hugged him tightly.

He moved to the side of the car door bit by bit, when a gust of night wind blew, the car made a creaking sound, and the arms around his neck tightened even more, almost making him breathless.

Song Baizhou raised his hand and pushed hard on the door, but because the front of another car happened to touch half of the rear door, the door stood still.

The two cars are tied together, this car not only blocked their way of life, but also prevented the Maybach from falling.

If the car next to them was moved away first, then their car would definitely fall. Right now, most of the Maybach's body is tilted on the river, and it is not easy to pull the Maybach back directly.

Moreover, there were more than a dozen vehicles involved in a series of rear-end collisions. Apart from them, there were many other cases with serious losses. The other side was already very busy, and no one seemed to have noticed the dangerous situation on their side.

He must not wait to die here, he can only let go and fight.

He looked down at the shivering woman in his arms, and asked her, "Fu Jingshuang, are you afraid of death?"

Wasn't she being obvious enough?
Fu Jingshuang closed her eyes tightly, she didn't even have the strength to speak.

Song Baizhou stretched out his hands and pressed against the car door. One of his arms was dripping with blood. He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and pushed the car door out with all his strength.

Because of excessive force, the blood flowing from his arm was like a faucet turned on, dripping onto the leather seat one drop after another.

The car body swayed again, and Song Baizhou breathed out again. When the car body returned to stability, he leaned against the car window again. The car door that was cracked a crack before it crashed open.

He hugged the person in his arms tightly, rolled out of the car a second before it fell, and rolled several times on the asphalt ground full of debris before stopping.

The car fell into Duan Jiang, and he carried her back to the ground.

Fu Jingshuang's heart finally fell to the ground, she slowly raised her head from his embrace, and called him weakly, "Song Baizhou..."

But the man holding her didn't respond for a long time, and passed out at some point.

However, his hands were still tightly covering her head.

Almost no part of his body was good, especially his arms, which were bloody and bloody.

Fu Jingshuang had never been so vulnerable before, and suddenly burst into tears, "Is there anyone here? There are wounded here... Come quickly..."

Her vision gradually blurred, and before she fainted, she saw a group of people in white clothes, running towards them.

Her lips moved, but she didn't make any sound, "...save... him..."

The sound of the whistle gradually faded away from her ears until it disappeared.

When Fu Jingshuang woke up, she was already in the ward filled with the strong smell of disinfectant.

She didn't know how long it had been since she was sent to the hospital, the sky outside the window was still dark, the bottle was ticking, and the cold liquid slowly flowed into her body.

His head was wrapped in a bandage, and the pain in his forehead was still very strong, but compared to that session, it was much better.

She lifted the quilt, endured the injuries on her body, got up and got out of bed.

It was still past four o'clock in the morning, and the corridor in the ward was very quiet. There was only one nurse on duty sitting at the front desk, dozing off.

Pushing the bottle holder, Fu Jingshuang walked over slowly, her sudden appearance completely frightened the little nurse from drowsiness.

She asked, "I want to ask, which room is Song Baizhou who was sent in with me?"

The little nurse was interrupted by her to rest, and was startled again for no reason. At this time, her face was very ugly. She flipped through the patient's registration form.

Fu Jingshuang stared at the watch book she had flipped through several times, feeling a little scared in her heart, "Is there no such person?"

The little nurse glanced at her, and replied in a bad tone, "Why are you so anxious!"

After looking through it again, I found the name she said on the registration form, "in room 321."

"Thank you." She smiled, thanked her lightly, and walked towards room 321.

321 is at the end of the corridor on this floor, less than 1 minute away, and she walked for a few minutes before reaching the door of 321's ward.

She pushed open the door and went in. Under the light of the dim bedside lamp, the man on the hospital bed seemed lifeless, and the bandage on his head was more tightly wrapped than hers.

Fu Jingshuang pushed the bottle rack and stopped in front of his bed. His pretty face was now wrapped in two bandages, both arms were covered with thick plaster, and his chest and abdomen were also wrapped. Layer after layer of white gauze.

Her heart suddenly tumbled together, she was fine the last moment, why did she suddenly have a car accident?
It happened to be the day before the press conference, and she always felt that this matter was not that simple.

When she came out of Song Baizhou's ward, she happened to run into Jiang Yannian who was looking for her. He was sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed in front of her by Shi Lei.

After seeing that she was safe and sound, his nervous expression eased a little, "Jing Shuang, you just woke up, why did you run out?"

"Uncle Jiang, I'm fine." She smiled lightly.

Even if she knew that he was her biological father, Jiang Yannian could understand that she couldn't call him "father".

After returning to her ward, she and Jiang Yannian were the only ones left in the room.

Jiang Yannian looked at the expressionless Fu Jingshuang on the hospital bed, and sighed, "Today's press conference can only be canceled temporarily. After I leave the hospital the day after tomorrow, I will personally hold a Jiang's press conference to cancel the engagement and announce your identity. "

She responded with a calm expression.

Jiang Yannian guessed the doubts in her heart, so he added, "Because the daughter of the Gu family was also involved, the police have already investigated this serial accident overnight. It was caused by two drunk young men racing on the road. .”

She raised her eyes and asked, "Then where are they now?"

"I heard that both died in a car crash."

After learning the truth of the accident, Fu Jingshuang was still dubious. She still felt that this serial car accident was not simple.

When her grandfather and mother got into a car accident, she didn't think it was just an accident.

But thinking about it carefully, Zhou Minglan would never have the guts to offend the Gu family in order to get rid of her.

Maybe, she was really worrying too much.

It can only be said that she is unlucky.

The sky outside the window gradually brightened, Fu Jingshuang looked at Jiang Yannian, and suddenly said, "Uncle Jiang, I want to discuss something with you."

Jiang Yannian replied, "As long as I can do it, I will promise you anything."

"I want to get Song Baizhou away from you, is that okay?"

(End of this chapter)