Young Master Mo Dotes on His Wife and Seizes His Love

The pace of Wen Ruolei's feet continued to accelerate, and he saw a small figure lying on the ground from a distance.

"What's going on here? What's wrong with this woman and the driver?"

"The driver seems to have left, call the police and call 120."

Wen Ruolei walked through the noisy crowd, and saw Zhao Yunxin lying unconscious on the ground, he quickly stepped forward, knelt down and touched the tip of Zhao Yunxin's nose, fortunately he was still breathing, but his forehead was dripping with blood.

Zhao Yunxin's originally white face was as pale as paper, and she lay directly on the ground, as if she had no signs of life.

Mo Anchen looked at the vehicle not far away.

The car has been deformed, but the shadow of the driver cannot be seen.

"Did you see the driver? Where is he?" he asked, looking up at the crowd.

Everyone looked around, and some saw it first: "After I heard the noise, I ran over and saw this scene. I seem to have seen the driver stumble and run past, and there was no one left. No, only her."

"That's right, I saw it too. It seems that the figure of a woman is not too tall."

Wen Ruolei was thoughtful upon hearing these clues, and did not let them leave, but waited for the arrival of the police and ambulance.

Mo Anchen watched Zhao Yunxin get into the ambulance with his own eyes, and quickly got into the car, all the way to the hospital.

Xiaoxue didn't know about all this, and looked up at her brother: "What happened to my brother? Did something happen to my sister?"

"Well, she's injured." Mo Anchen followed to the emergency room and waited outside.

He still had Zhao Yunxin's mobile phone in his hand.

At this time, his mobile phone was broken, there was no signal, and he could not notify his family.

Soon, the lights in the emergency room went out, and the nurse came out pushing the hospital bed.

"How is he now?"

The nurse glanced at the woman on the hospital bed: "The head was traumatized, and I'm going to be hospitalized to see if I have a tendency to concussion. The body suffered some skin trauma, but fortunately no bones were injured. It's just that I had surgery before, and I was hit again. To the wound."

"Okay, I get it, that's good." Wen Ruolei breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Zhao Yunxin was fine.

Wen Ruolei brought Xiaoxue to the ward: "Xiaoxue, sit in the ward for a while, I'll go through some hospitalization procedures, and I'll be here soon."

"Okay brother." Xiaoxue was terrified when she saw her sister lying unconscious on the hospital bed, she nodded lightly, and held her sister's finger with one hand.

"Sister, how are you? Does it hurt? Why are you still awake?" Xiaoxue wrinkled her immature face and gently touched her hand.

But she dared not touch him, for fear of touching his wound.

But at this moment, the door of the ward suddenly opened, and a man in a black suit appeared in front of him. He came in with a gloomy expression, terrified.

"You, who are you? Are you a bad person? Get out! I won't allow you to bully my sister."

Xiaoxue looked at the tall man in front of him, dressed in black, especially the gloomy and terrifying face, afraid to stand in front of him.

"she……"

Mo Anchen looked at the child who appeared suddenly, turned his head and frowned, and stopped hesitantly,

Looking at the pale woman on the hospital bed, my heart ached, as if someone had grabbed me severely.

Mo Anchen stopped and stared at the woman on the hospital bed. He couldn't believe that he was still talking to her last second, and then a car accident happened.

Xiaoxue looked at the man in front of her with a flash of puzzled expression.

Mo Anchen noticed that the woman on the hospital bed was moving, and quickly stepped forward to gently hold her in his arms: "How are you doing now?"

"You... You're here." Zhao Yunxin asked softly in a weak voice, and then he looked at him.

Mo Anchen found a comfortable place for her to lie down, then sat on the edge of the bed, exposing her messy hair, and saw the scar on her forehead: "Why did this happen? How could there be a car accident?"

"I……"

Zhao Yunxin narrowed her eyes slightly, recalling the scene at that time.

She clearly remembered a car coming, no matter how she dodged, even if she hid at the bus stop, the car rushed over, and then remembered a woman coming down and walking in front of her, and she had no memory of it.

"I... I don't know, and I don't know why I did this, did you save me?" Zhao Yunxin shook her head in a panic.

She smelled the strong smell of disinfectant here, and felt very uncomfortable, especially the wound on her body, frowning in pain.

Xiaoxue thought that the woman in front of her would be with her brother, but she didn't expect a man to appear suddenly, with a frightening cold face.

I saw the two of them leaning close together.

"Sister, it was my brother who saved you. My brother knew you were in a car accident, so he just changed it. Do you still have the impression?"

Xiaoxue moved the bench and sat on it, quietly looked at Zhao Yunxin, and gave the man a warning look.

It's been a long time since Mo Anchen came here. When he saw this little girl, it was Zhao Yunxin who sent a picture of a lost child that day, but he didn't expect it to be her.

Zhao Yunxin heard the little girl's reminder and remembered that she had indeed sent a location before the car accident.

Just as the three of them were talking about the door, they remembered a figure walking by again and saw the two of them leaning together.

"Brother, you're here." Xiaoxue ran over in a hurry, threw herself on her brother's lap, and pulled Zhao Yunxin forward forcefully.

Seeing him coming, Zhao Yunxin wanted to stand up and thank him, but the pain was unbearable because of the wound: "Thank you for what happened today, you saved me."

"Well, when I arrived, you were unconscious and lying on the ground. As for the driver, I didn't see him. Have you seen what he looks like?" Wen Ruolei's gentle expression flashed with surprise.

Looking at the scene of the car accident at that time, it was obvious that there was a purpose.

Zhao Yunxin shook her head lightly: "I seemed to have seen it when I was unconscious, but I couldn't see it clearly. It seemed to be a woman."

She shook her head thoughtfully, but it was too late for Street to know.

Mo Anchen's cold and handsome expression flashed with cruelty, and he gently embraced her: "You don't move, I'll take care of the rest."

When Mo Anchen raised his head again and looked at the man with the face, his expression was a little wary.

Sensing his warning gaze, Wen Ruolei smiled politely, and stretched out his hand: "Hello! I'm Wen Ruolei, thanks to Miss Zhao for finding my sister for me."

"Well, hello, I'm her husband, Mo Anchen." Mo Anchen nodded calmly when he heard the ins and outs.

After Xiaoxue heard the news, she opened her mouth in surprise, pointed at Mo Anchen, and looked at her sister on the hospital bed: "My sister is married."

Having said that, his surprised expression changed, and he began to cry softly again.

Zhao Yunxin looked at her little sister, and suddenly burst into tears, a little at a loss: "What's wrong with Xiaoxue? Why are you crying?"

"Sister, why are you married? Why don't you wait for brother?"