Madam's Awakening Shocks The Whole World-Chapter 701 - 247: The Banquet Where Two People Meet (Burst Update 2)_6
Chapter 701: Chapter 247: The Banquet Where Two People Meet (Burst Update 2)_6
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Young Master Guo’s car swerved dramatically before finally coming to a stop. He looked dazed at first, but his expression quickly turned to shock as he unsteadily stepped out of the car. The heavily made-up woman next to him tried to support his arm, but he roughly pulled away. The woman stood trembling at a distance, unsure of what had just happened. She was caught up in the excitement and only felt a hard jolt that threw her head forward. By the time she realized what was happening, she saw a Mercedes ahead smashed against the guardrail, with its body caved in.
Young Master Guo’s hands trembled on both sides as his fair-weather friends also got out of the car, "Young Master Guo."
Young Master Guo approached the Mercedes, peering inside to see a man inside with his head bloodied, leaning against the steering wheel. Young Master Guo was so frightened that he fell to the ground and scrambled backward, "I killed someone, did I kill someone?"
Young Master Guo’s friends peered inside and also jumped back in fear, not daring to check for a pulse. They grabbed the weak Young Master Guo on the ground, "Young Master Guo, we should run quickly, there are no cameras on this stretch."
Young Master Guo looked to his friends, quickly got up from the ground, and ran to his own car, speeding away rapidly.
The others didn’t dare to linger either and hurriedly got into their cars and left.
The Mercedes quietly stayed there; several cars that drove by the scene chose not to entangle themselves with trouble and quickly moved on.
A few minutes later, a taxi came from the distance. The driver glanced at the damaged Mercedes ahead and slightly changed expression, "What bad luck, to come across something like this late at night."
Su Qing’s gaze fell upon the Mercedes that was hit aside, its chassis dented and smoke rising. It seemed like there was a man lying over the steering wheel inside.
"Driver, stop the car," Su Qing called softly to the driver up front.
"Miss, I advise you not to get involved with this. If someone tries to scam you, it’ll be trouble, and there’s no one around to vouch for you late at night like this," the driver said earnestly.
He continued to speak, but Su Qing’s eyes remained fixed on the Mercedes, feeling an intense premonition that she had to get out, or she would regret it.
"Stop the car," Su Qing said with an icy tone when the driver didn’t stop.
The driver glanced at Su Qing, stopped the car, and once Su Qing got out, the driver watched her walk toward the Mercedes, then decided to leave. He didn’t want to stay and risk getting scammed along with her. For the sake of a few dozen yuan in fare, he thought it better to forget it.
Su Qing paid no attention to the departing driver. She strode quickly toward the Mercedes. The side window of the car had been shattered from the impact. Standing in front of the Mercedes, she peered through the broken glass at the man lying against the steering wheel. His forehead was bleeding profusely, dripping down his handsome face. Despite this, she recognized him.
It seemed that one glance was all she needed to recognize him, even just a blurry image.
How could he have been hit?
Su Qing looked anxious, a feeling she didn’t even understand, as she tried to open the car door but couldn’t. After a moment’s thought, she took out a large rock from the space and forcefully smashed the entire window, reached into the car, and opened the door.
Su Qing sat in the Mercedes, holding the bloodied Mo Yunchen, suddenly feeling his body burning hot. Her face sank slightly; this man had such a high fever yet still drove and went to the banquet.
Su Qing bit her lower lip, her face grim.
But, fortunately, he wasn’t seriously hurt, just a wound on his head.
Holding Mo Yunchen, Su Qing took out a fever-reducing pill from the space, put it into Mo Yunchen’s mouth, and then sprinkled golden sore medicine on his forehead, dressing the wound.
By the time she had finished everything, it had been more than ten minutes. Su Qing looked at Mo Yunchen lying unconscious against the seat, and subconsciously took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood off his face. By the time she realized what she was doing, she had already cleaned the blood, revealing Mo Yunchen’s feverishly handsome features. His dense brows slightly furrowed, and his thin lips tightly closed, he captivated Su Qing’s gaze for a while.
Regaining her composure, Su Qing inwardly cursed herself, what was she doing, mooning over a man?
Seeing that it was very late, Su Qing touched Mo Yunchen’s forehead, and seeing that his fever had begun to subside, she prepared to leave.
Suddenly, a strong hand forcefully grasped Su Qing’s arm, the unconscious Mo Yunchen murmuring low, "Don’t go, Qinqin, please don’t go."
Qinqin? For some reason, hearing that name made her heart constrict painfully.
"Let go of me, you’ve mistaken me for someone else; I’m not the Qinqin you’re talking about," Su Qing tried to break free from Mo Yunchen’s grip but found his hold was too tight, not letting her escape.
