Outside Chen's house, when Mingti and others were about to break in, they first saw Chen Tang being carried out by Su Qingjiang.
Her white hair was mixed with black hair, falling gently on her shoulders. Her snow-white face was covered with bruises, her mouth was stained with wet blood, and her eyes were closed tightly. At this time, she seemed like a fallen crane in the world, covered with blood all over her body. It's blood, and the face is fragile.
"Qingjiang, how is she?" Mingti walked quickly to Qingjiang and picked her up.
At first glance, I realized that the large and small wounds on her body were very horrifying. Just because she was wearing a red dress, the blood flow was not obvious and could not be noticed at a glance. Especially the bullet hole in her chest, which almost penetrated the heart. .
Su Qingjiang lowered his eyes slightly, with a melancholy expression on his face, and said calmly: "I have been through hell, and now I can only say that I have breath left. Although Mr. Han saved her, the injuries on her body should not be underestimated. Send her as soon as possible." "The hospital."
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