Dear Mr. Shi

"People you don't know." Shi Annuo answered casually, and then lowered his head to concentrate on eating.

Just then the phone rang again, Shi Annuo glanced at it again, it was the same number just now, and he pressed it down again.

Wen Zhaozhao looked at him and said, "Come on, what if there are important things?"

Shi Annuo took a look. At this moment, the call came again, but he still didn't answer it. He just smiled at Wen Zhaozhao, and then took her hand: "I and her have passed, I won't mess with her. , That's not fair to you."

At this moment, Shi Annuo's phone rang again, this time it was Song Qinghuan who called.

Shi Annuo smiled at Wen Zhaozhao, and then picked up the phone to answer the call.

"An Nuo, Han Qianqian had a car accident!" Song Qinghuan's anxious voice came out, panting, showing that she was running at the moment.

Shi Anno was sluggish for a few seconds, and then his heart beat wildly.

"What are you talking about, car accident? Where is it now?" His voice trembled slightly, almost roaring and asking, then quickly stood up and ran outside.

Wen Zhaozhao was also taken aback. She didn't hear Song Qinghuan talking on the phone.

I only saw Shi Anuo hurriedly leave, and followed when he was worried, until he went to the hospital to find out that Han Qianqian had an accident.

When the two arrived at the hospital, Han Qianqian had already been sent to the operating room. Song Qinghuan was sitting outside, with the emergency light on the door on, and the nurses went in and out, but no one could tell them what happened to Han Qianqian inside.

Shi Annuo sat motionless on the lounge chair in the corridor, his eyes fixed on the operating room opposite, his face was as white as snow, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his eyes didn't seem to have moved. At this moment, his mood Especially irritating, the whole person seems to be drowning, unable to breathe.

Wen Zhaozhao sat next to Song Qinghuan, staring at Shi Annuo, his whole body was as cold and stiff as a statue, his hands hanging on his side were tightly clenched into fists, and the joints of the nails were already white.

Worry, fear, and trepidation are now Shi'an Nuo.

Wen Zhaozhao felt that he shouldn't be jealous at such times, after all, the life and death of Han Qianqian is unknown.

There was footsteps in the corridor, Song Qinghuan turned around and saw Han Yinqian walking quickly.

She stood up: "Han Yinqian, you... why are you here?"

Han Yinqian paused, looked anxiously at the door of the operating room, turned around and looked at Song Qinghuan a moment later, "How's it going?"

Song Qinghuan shook his head: "I don't know, it's still in the operating room, and it hasn't come out yet."

Although Han Qianqian hates this half-brother Han Yinqian, Song Qinghuan feels that Han Yinqian loves her sister very much. I remember that Shi Yuhan told her that Han Yinqian is not an ordinary person. He doesn't want Han, otherwise he can't help Han Qianqian. Master Han's quickly.

Han Yinqian looked at Shi Annuo, so cold, his eyes seemed to be immersed in the cold wind and snow, without a trace of r's temperature, and his thin lips were lightly open, and his words were even harsher than the winter wind and snow: " Don't let me know that her car accident is related to you, otherwise I won't let you go."

The question with resentment caused Shi Annuo to sneer.

He looked at Han Yinqian with hateful eyes, as if he wanted to kill him: "How can you be ashamed to say this."