Chapter 1895 Being pulled into an ambulance
“Hello, please park the car to the side. The ambulance has arrived. Let’s take care of the injury on your forehead.”
Injury ?
Nan Jiaojiao glanced at the rearview mirror. Her forehead hit the steering wheel and was swollen.
I feel dizzy.
Following the traffic police's instructions, she pulled over to the side of the car and got out of the car. There were people around her. She stepped back and went to the edge to find her way.
Private cars, police cars, and ambulances were parked staggered on the bridge. Nan Jiaojiao discovered that there were actually many reporters.
Coming to report the news so soon?
Then she saw Song Yuan being helped out of the nanny car by Sister Lai and into the ambulance. Her nanny car was parked next to the truck. The roof of the car was half crushed by the truck and the body was dented. .
That car that suddenly rushed over just now belongs to Song Yuan?
"Wait a minute," Song Yuan lay on the stretcher and weakly raised her finger to Nan Jiaojiao, "Doctor, that's my friend. Let her get in the car together. She seems to be injured too."
The purpose of the ambulance was to accommodate as many patients as possible, rather than to serve a specific person. It was in a hurry and was surrounded by entertainment reporters. The big star refused to get on the bus quickly. The nurse was slightly dissatisfied with her. , and it was hard to say anything, so he took Nan Jiaojiao into the car and quickly closed the door.
The traffic police tried to smooth things over for a long time and even used reprimands before they called the reporter away and the ambulance drove out smoothly.
The car bumped, and Song Yuan groaned in discomfort. Sister Lai hurriedly came up to ask. She shook her head and looked at Nan Jiaojiao who was sitting beside her gently, "Jiaojiao, don't be afraid, I'm here with you." "
Nan Jiaojiao glanced at her, pressed the corners of her lips lightly, and responded lightly.
She was originally going to walk off the bridge and take a taxi to the hospital to have her brain checked. But for no apparent reason, she was dragged into the car by a nurse who was holding back her anger. Those shots were of Song Yuan, but she asked the doctor to take Nan Jiaojiao with her. Speaking in front of the camera, a group of reporters were like smelling hyenas, almost putting the camera on Junan Jiaojiao's face.
To put it mildly, Song Yuan is really a troublemaker!
Hospital.
Nan Jiaojiao had just come out from the examination and was sitting in the corridor waiting for news. Lu Zhenzhen called and asked her to go to Weibo in a concise manner. The car accident on the cross-sea bridge became extremely popular because of Song Yuan's popular traffic joke.
Most of the photos posted by reporters showed Song Yuan's weak and bloodless face, and the last one was part of the scene of the car accident.
Nan Jiaojiao was sliding fast. She fell back and saw a profile photo of herself.
“My public relations team is deleting the posts, but all the posts that are misleading will be deleted. Others want to hype her up.”
Nan Jiaojiao put the phone back to her ear. , Lu Zhenzhen said as if pinching something, "Where are you?"
"Hospital."
"Which one, I'll come over."
"No, I'll check my brain and wait for the results. It will take time for you to come over. By then I will have already left with the test results, too lazy to wait for you."
Lu Zhenzhen thinks it makes sense, "Give me the list later, and I'll ask the Lu family's doctors to look at it for you. If your brain is broken, we have money to treat it."
Nan Jiao vented her anger. The voice came, "Say something nice. I just knocked a little and felt dizzy and stupid!"
"Have you contacted Bo Yanqing?"
The word "not yet" was on her lips when she suddenly heard a man's tight voice: "Jiaobao'er!"
Nan Jiaojiao's eyelashes trembled for a moment, then she looked up, Bo Yanqing was wearing a black suit, he He came running, with the front two buttons of his suit undone, his sharply combed hair slightly disheveled, and a few strands of hair hanging down on his brow bone.
His dark and deep eyes were locked on her for a moment. Across the figures coming and going in the corridor, he only saw her.
(End of this chapter)