Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Chapter 703 Those clear eyes closed

"Are you okay?"

"How did you come?"

They both spoke at the same time.

Mu Fucheng stretched out his hand from a distance and was about to grab An Nansheng as usual, but a silver van that was originally driving slowly suddenly accelerated and crashed straight into Mu Fucheng.

The incident happened in the blink of an eye.

An Nansheng's heart stopped and he subconsciously ran towards Mu Fucheng.

As soon as she moved, Mu Fucheng was suddenly pulled away by someone, and there was a loud "bang".

An Nansheng only saw a white figure being knocked away.

Then there was another muffled "bang" and the white figure fell heavily to the ground.

The silver van ran right over him.

The whole world suddenly became quiet.

An Nansheng looked at Song Xu lying on the ground not far away, his mind went blank.

Song Ke threw away the bag in his hand and ran over, at a loss, his voice full of tears.

"Song Xu, Song Xu, are you okay?"

Song Xu opened his eyes and looked at An Nansheng not far away.

He wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a large amount of blood spurted out.

Song Ke was so anxious that he wiped it with his hands and wanted to help him catch it.

That's blood.

If too much blood is shed, people will die.

"Song Xu, you'll be fine. Master Jiu has already gone to find a doctor. Just hold on, you must hold on."

“An, An…”

Song Xu just stared at An Nansheng with his mouth open.

He could no longer speak, he couldn't even feel the pain, his only thought was.

He is going to die.

It turns out this is how people feel when facing death.

The awareness is very strong.

Because I can't do anything about it, I feel calm.

"Song Xu, what did you say? Don't talk, shut up, don't fucking talk!"

Song Ke started crying because whenever Song Xu opened his mouth, large mouthfuls of blood would gush out of him.

She couldn't wipe it all away, and soon there was a puddle on the floor.

An Nansheng walked over.

She was already in tears and her whole body was cold.

I felt very sad, but my subconscious mind didn't believe it was true.

It was fine just now!

Seeing her, Song Xu smiled.

“Really…really…good…”

very nice.

He thought, it’s great that Mr. An is fine, and Mr. Jiu is fine too.

An Nansheng grabbed his hand, his voice trembling:

"Song Xu, you'll be fine. I will never let anything happen to you. You, you hold on."

Song Xu looked at the two people's clasped hands, his eyes full of affection.

There was a sound of rapid footsteps.

Song Xu knew that he was going to be sent for emergency treatment.

He knew he wouldn't survive because his abdomen was damaged.

An Nansheng and Song Ke didn't dare to look at his body.

He couldn't speak, but he had to.

If you don’t say it now, you will never have the chance to say it again.

An Nansheng also heard footsteps and knew that the doctor was coming.

In order not to affect the rescue, she wanted to pull her hand back and move away.

Song Xu held her hand tightly, and smiled at her as if he had used up his last bit of life:

"Mr. An... live a good... life..."

After she finished speaking, she let go.

A large group of people in white coats rushed over, and An Nansheng was helped to the side by Song Ke.

She saw Song Xu still looking at her and smiling.

The big boy who liked to wear white shirts and jeans never wore them again because she said the jeans didn't fit.

His face was covered in blood.

The glasses I just gave him are gone again.

Those pure eyes are as clear as when I first saw them.

Then she saw Song Xu being carried into the car.

The blood instantly dyed the gurney red.

Those clear eyes closed.

Some slender hands fell off the trolley.