I lost my horse after agreeing to a divorce with the crazy villain

Chapter 701 Isn't it a kind of perfection

The accident happened unprepared, and the front airbag popped out with a "bang".

Before Jiang Xingzhi could realize what was going on, his vision went dark and he fainted.

When he woke up from his drowsiness and reacted, he hurriedly looked to his side.

"Awu, Awu!"

He unbuckled his seat belt and went to check Yan Wu's condition.

After the car lost control and slid down the road, it hit a big tree. The tree was broken and the car was hit with a large gap.

Jiang Xingzhi's passenger seat was fine, and the front of the car and the door were not damaged.

Yan Wu lay motionless on the steering wheel, and Jiang Xingzhi pushed her several times without responding.

Jiang Xingzhi originally wanted to open the door and go around the front of the car to go to Yan Wu, but when he opened the door, he realized that the car was hanging in the air and there was a very steep slope under his feet.

If the big tree in front hadn't blocked the car, the car would have fallen down.

Jiang Xingzhi called to report the crime and turned on the lights in the car. He originally wanted to lift Yan Wu out of the driving position, but when he saw Yan Wu's condition, he was stunned.

Yan Wuren was lying on the steering wheel, and her chest was stuck in the steering wheel.

Such words cannot be moved.

Jiang Xingzhi hurriedly called 102 again.

His hand holding the phone was shaking all the time.

He carefully held Yan Wu's face, trying to wake her up. He pressed his fingers on the tip of her nose and placed them on her neck.

"A Wu, Ah Wu..."

His tongue seemed to be knotted, and his voice was trembling even when he called her name.

Sparks lit up from the front of the car.

Sparks sparked again and again, like, like dead ashes struggling to rekindle.

Jiang Xingzhi saw it.

He knew what those sparks meant.

But Yan Wu couldn't move because of his condition, once she was pulled from the steering wheel, she might bleed to death.

Jiang Xingzhi stared at the sparks that seemed to become more and more frequent.

He stretched out his hand and hugged Yan Wu in his arms.

At this moment, he was extremely flustered, and in a corner of his heart, for another instant, he was extremely happy.

If we can't grow old together and die together, it's not a kind of happiness.

But the expected explosion did not sound.

Maybe it was because of the heavy snow, or maybe the sparks weren't strong enough to explode.

The flickering spark soon died out.

It was very cold in the car, and Yan Wu's body was even colder. Jiang Xingzhi wrapped both of their down jackets around Yan Wu's body.

He grabbed her hand and rubbed it gently for her.

It was probably because of the snow that the patrols arrived late. Even the doctor from 102 was delayed because of the snow.

Yan Wu was unable to move or get out of the car, and the slope where the car was located was too steep, making it difficult for rescuers to get down, let alone move Yan Wu up.

So I simply called a crane to come over and lift the entire car up from the slope.

He saw off the steering wheel again, and was carried into 102's car together with Yan Wu.

Jiang Xingzhi has been closely following Yan Wu's side.

He didn't have any injuries on his body, and the doctor tried to check him several times but was pushed away by him.

She was the one who kept murmuring in his mouth.

"How is she? How is she? Why has she been in a coma?"

No one could answer his questions.

The only thing that was certain was that Yan Wu still had vital signs. Although she was in a coma, she did not die.

(End of this chapter)