99 days of flash marriage: Husband, please advise!

Chapter 11 What do you call me

Just behind their car, Song Yihan's car followed them closely.

When her phone was thrown out of the car window, he knew something was wrong.

"Hit it from the front!"

"But……"

Old He hesitated.The president is currently sitting in the co-pilot seat, it would be too dangerous if he directly crashed into it...

Seeing that his hands didn't move, Song Yihan's face became even colder, "Can't you hear my order?"

Old He gritted his teeth, and stepped on the accelerator hard, "Sit still!"

Their car overtook them in an instant, and then the steering wheel slammed, the car turned in a circle, went the wrong way, and then slammed into the opposite car!
Xia Hansheng, who was in the opposite car, felt a strong light suddenly shining on him. The car "squeaked—" a sharp brake was heard, and then there was a violent collision, and after a sound of broken glass, the car stopped.

The strong inertia caused the body of the man on his body to fly out, and then rolled to the ground.

Because this man served as her human cushion, Xia Hansheng didn't suffer too much impact, she quickly got up in shock, tore off the black hood, put on her clothes, and wrapped the torn top tightly around her body.

She reached out to pull the car door, but it was locked and she couldn't pull it at all.

At this time, someone suddenly rushed out from the opposite car and pulled the door of the car open very vigorously.

Xia Hansheng escaped from the car. At that moment, he felt the joy of being born again.

The person who opened the car door was Lao He, and just a few steps away, Song Yihan was sitting in a wheelchair with deep eyes.

At this moment, he is like a god descending.

It was he who had come to save her.

After the catastrophe, her heart almost melted at that moment. She rushed up, half kneeled on the ground, opened her arms, and hugged the man in the wheelchair, like a long-lost relative.

His body temperature seemed to be lower than that of ordinary people, and his embrace was not warm enough, but at this moment, it was enough to make people feel at ease.

She hugged him, but suddenly felt viscous liquid from his arm, and she raised her head in horror.

Under the light of the car lights, crimson liquid oozed from his forehead and shoulders.The two cars collided so violently just now, the car that hijacked her was obviously more severely damaged, but the front of his car was also deformed, and the windshield was completely shattered.

She panicked, and wiped the blood dripping from his forehead with her sleeve, "How is your injury? Is it serious?"

He remained silent, his eyes fixed on her body, her torn clothes, messy temple hair.

Xia Hansheng noticed it, thought he was worried about her, and quickly shook his head, "I'm fine, luckily you came in time..."

Song Yihan snorted coldly, and pushed her away, "Hurry up and get in the car, go home, don't embarrass yourself here, I'll see if you dare to run around without saying hello in the future!"

Although his tone was not very good, she seemed to feel that for the first time, the word "home" was surprisingly warm.

She does seem to have a home.

After getting into the car, he directly ordered, "Go home."

Lao He didn't move, and asked hesitantly, "Should I... go to the hospital first?"

Xia Hansheng remembered his injury and quickly changed his words, "That's right, let's go to the hospital first."

"Yeah." Song Yihan's face was still stinky, but he seemed to be very tired, half-closed his eyes, and answered simply with his nose.

Then Lao He made a phone call, probably contacting a doctor he knew well, and then drove to the hospital.

Xia Hansheng's nose was a little sore, and he gently wiped the blood on his forehead with a tissue, "That... thank you, Mr. Song..."

The man narrowed his eyes and suddenly asked, "What did you call me just now?"

(End of this chapter)