Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

Chapter 480: Flower Heart Big Radish Su Zhaoxue (For Subscription)

"Oh shit!"

Su Zhaoxue hurriedly uttered a foul language, she hurriedly jumped up from the sofa, and hurriedly ran downstairs.

I drove my own Ferrari and stepped on the accelerator.

He almost drove his sports car as an airplane, ran all the way, ran through N red lights, and finally reached the door of the bookstore.

Look at the reporters blocking the door, and the ambulance coming.

Su Zhaoxue secretly screamed in her heart, she... did something happen?

The fans and reporters outside were already in a mess, and the situation inside was not easy.

Song Hongli sat on the chair with a pale face, the blood from his arms had already dyed most of his clothes red, and it slipped from his fingers one by one.

Zhang Zhi sat beside her distressedly, recalling the scene just now, she felt that her heart was about to jump out.

Seeing the slender knife stabbing Song Hongli, she couldn't even imagine what she would see next.

Fortunately, the security guard was one step earlier and stopped the woman. Fortunately, Song Hongli was only scratched on his arm.

Su Zhaoxue waited at the door for more than ten minutes, but still no one came out.

God knows, just one more second is like a century to her.

Su Zhaoxue pushed away the reporters crowded at the door with her hands.

With a cold breath all over his body, he walked towards the door.

The bodyguard at the door looked at Su Zhaoxue with a gloomy face, and after thinking for a while, he still reached out to stop her.

"Go away..." Su Zhaoxue said coldly to the bodyguard, and walked into the bookstore while the man was stunned.

The bodyguard wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead. Why, the moment he met the woman just now, he seemed to see a woman in ancient clothes standing in front of him?

Su Zhaoxue strode into the backstage, and saw that the woman who belonged to her was sitting on the chair with a pale face, and the arm that was supposed to be white and perfect actually had an extra hole.

"What are you doing! Why aren't people sent to the hospital when they're injured" 々!"

After hearing Su Zhaoxue's shout, everyone turned around. The people present were the security guards of Yuhui Company, as well as some high-level persons in charge.

They saw that their boss actually came to the scene in person. Although they were a little surprised, they still explained it calmly.

"Boss Su, there are too many reporters outside. If you go out at this time, this matter will definitely be reported tomorrow, which is not good for the image of the artist and the company.

"But don't worry, we have called the ambulance, and I believe they will be here soon."

Su Zhaoxue's gloomy face turned red with anger after hearing the man's words.

She pushed the people around Song Hongli away and gently picked him up.

Song Hongli himself suffers from anemia, and because of the heavy workload in the past few days, he has already been in a coma due to excessive blood loss.

When he saw that familiar face, he felt a sense of security, and just fell into Su Zhaoxue's arms.

Stroking Song Hongli's thin shoulders, Su Zhaoxue scolded herself many times in her heart.

Why do you want to be angry with him, why do you arrange so many jobs for him because he refused!

Su Zhaoxue ignored everyone's surprised eyes, picked up Song Hongli horizontally, and walked out of the bookstore.

Whatever artist's image, whatever company's influence, leave it to me!

All the reporters and fans rushed like a flood when they saw Song Hongli in Su Zhaoxue's arms.

Almost blocking the road, some fans cried out Song Hongli's name and kept asking about his condition.

The reporters, like the thirsty spring girls, are shooting wildly.

Su Zhaoxue's endurance had reached the limit at this time, she grabbed a microphone and despised the crowd in front of her.

"I don't care whether you are fans or journalists, I hope you will step aside immediately."

"If Song Hongli, because of your relationship, delays the best treatment time, can you afford this responsibility? How can you compensate the company for its losses?"

"I'm the general manager of Yuhui Company, if my artist, because of your relationship, has any mishaps, no matter which newspaper office or what kind of backstage you have! I, Su Zhaoxue, will definitely ruin your reputation!

As if there was an irresistible order, everyone quieted down at this moment.

They consciously made way for Su Zhaoxue to pass.

Having obtained the desired effect, Su Zhaoxue smiled inwardly.

Stepping towards his own sports car, the moment he got in the car, the fiery red Ferrari sports car rushed out quickly.

Not even a back view was left to reporters.

At the hospital, Su Zhaoxue called the best doctor to treat Song Hongli.

And she herself was sitting quietly in a chair and waiting.

Some passing nurses saw Su Zhaoxue covered in blood and asked if they needed help.

Every time Su Zhaoxue gently shook her head.

Looking in the mirror in the hospital hallway, I saw my blood-stained clothes and messy hair.

Su Zhaoxue couldn't help laughing. He didn't expect that someone with a slight cleanliness could endure such an image.

Is it really the power of love?

The bloody smell all over her body was also mixed with Song Hongli's unique mint smell, which not only did not make Su Zhaoxue feel sick, but also made her feel infatuated.

The operating light at the door went out, and Su Zhaoxue looked at Song Hongli who was pushed out of the hospital bed.

There was still a thick bandage on his arm, and a little bit of blood was seeping out.

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His face was still terrifyingly pale, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Su Zhaoxue caressed Song Hongli's face distressedly, ignoring the doctor's repeated requests to stay in the hospital for observation, and abruptly went through the discharge procedures for Song Hongli.

Get ready to drag this sleeping little sheep to her own home.

After carrying the person into the car, Su Zhaoxue dialed a phone call from the car.

""Hello?" The person on the other side of the phone said in a slightly hoarse voice, giving people the feeling that they had just woken up, and it was hard not to think about that.

"You goblin, it's me."

"Ah, I know it's you, Su Zhaoxue!

Hearing the name Huaxin Da radish, Su Zhaoxue turned to look at Song Hongli leaning in his arms.

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