The rich and powerful: the devil's president haunts

Chapter 890 Desperate for him once ([-])
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There was a terrifying smile on the corner of Lu Qiancheng's mouth. At this time, is it his turn to say such words?

Oh, what a big joke.

In fact, the man in the police uniform was just kind, he was just afraid that Lu Qiancheng would not be able to accept Yan Nuo's current appearance for a while.

He stood in front of Lu Qiancheng, in a dilemma.

"Go away!" Lu Qiancheng grabbed the man by the collar and threw him aside with force.

He strode towards the gathered crowd, Zhao Qi quickened his pace, walked in front of him, and stretched out his hand to disperse the surrounding people for him.

Before he got close enough, he smelled a pungent smell of blood.

His steps froze suddenly.

"Boss Lu..." Seeing Lu Qiancheng stop, Zhao Qi probably knew some reasons.

He just felt that every step he took now was a kind of difficulty.

The people who had gathered around Yan Nuo had the same sympathy and fear in their eyes at this moment. They all lowered their heads and stepped aside to make way for Lu Qiancheng.

Yan Nuo...

He called her name over and over again from the bottom of his heart, and when she completely appeared in his field of vision, he felt as if he had been struck by five thunderbolts, and his mind went blank...

She was lying on the yellow soil, looking from a distance, she was so peaceful, like a corpse, without a pulse.

There were some puddles around her, the yellow muddy water was dyed red, her body was soaked in the water, it was very swollen, her arms and face were scratched by branches and stones.Her clothes were already disheveled, and a shoe had fallen somewhere...

Under the gaze of all the eyes, he exhausted all his strength to move away. He walked over, covered her body with his coat with trembling hands, and then hugged her.

He hugged her stiff like that for a long time.

In fact, it wasn't long, it was only two or three minutes, but to him, every minute and every second seemed like a century.

"Mr. Lu, there is no time to waste. It's time to send Ms. Yan to the hospital..."

Zhao Qi beside him said.

Only then did he suddenly wake up, put her on a stretcher, and a group of ambulance personnel carried her along the path at the bottom of the mountain.

He never shed tears easily, even though the illness tortured him to death, but this time, he did not hold back.

Cold tears slowly slid down the corners of his eyes.

"Yan Nuo, if something happens to you, I will never forgive myself in this lifetime."

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outside the operating room.

The silent corridor was full of people. Although there were many people, the atmosphere was unusually quiet. It was so quiet that everyone's weak breathing could be heard.

Occasionally, footsteps could be heard from the other end, hurriedly.

In the end, it was Wei Yiyi's crying that broke the original silence.

"How could this be? Yan Nuo, you don't want to die, I don't want you to die..."

Wei Yiyi curled up on the ground in pain, hugging her knees and crying bitterly.

"That's enough, Little Pepper..." Lu Qianyuan tried to pull her away. Everyone was already upset. The operation had been going on for three or four hours, and Wei Yiyi's crying was obviously an embarrassment.

Lu Qianyuan looked towards Lu Qiancheng's side, and saw Lu Qiancheng's tall body leaning against the wall, squatting on the ground, with his head bowed. Overnight, he looked thinner and haggard.

(End of this chapter)