Ying Zijin had his back to the truck.
She stood at the intersection, with Sheng Qingtang alone in front of her.
The rest are still at the entrance of Han Pavilion, some distance away from the intersection.
The truck made a lot of noise, so they naturally heard it, but no one expected that the purpose of this truck was to kill people.
Sheng Qingtang's expression changed, and before he could even utter a word, he subconsciously pushed the girl aside.
But he was originally an old man, so Ying Zijin certainly couldn't let him stop him.
She turned around suddenly, gathered her internal strength in her left hand, and pushed Sheng Qingtang directly ten meters away.
Sheng Qingtang only felt a light breeze hitting him, and when he came to his senses, he had already reached the other side of the road.
At this time, the truck had already passed by.
The incident happened so fast that Sheng Qingtang lost his voice: "Little Miracle Doctor!"
"Dad Ying!"
There were many passers-by at this time, and Han Pavilion was located in a busy area, so people around screamed.
"Zijin!"
Mr. Zhong was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot.
He didn't care about anything else, nor did he care about his old age, and started running towards where the girl was.
But no matter how fast he ran, he could not outrun the heavy truck that had reached its maximum speed.
Ying Zijin did not hide. Behind her were Xiu Yu, Jiang Ran, and Mr. Zhong.
If this truck really crashed, these people would be seriously injured if not killed.
She raised her hand to stop the truck.
“Crack!”
As soon as my arm touched the front of the truck, I heard a clear sound of bone breaking.
But the girl's eyes didn't even waver, her eyelashes drooped and her brows were furrowed.
The power is not enough.
This body had merely recovered and was able to use ancient martial arts, but it was far from the strength she wanted.
However, as if to kill her, the truck was loaded with a lot of cargo, reaching its maximum load capacity of 24 tons.
Ying Zijin breathed slowly, ready to block it with his body.
But the next second, before she could make any move, someone hugged her waist and rolled her to the side.
At the same time, the truck also stopped.
“Sizzle—”
The sharp sound pierced the eardrums and the whole street was in fear.
Not to mention Mr. Zhong, even Jiang Ran and Xiu Yu were unable to react.
Middle of the road.
Fu Yunshen supported himself on the ground with one hand and placed the other hand on the girl's waist.
Blood flowed down his hands that were supporting the ground, one strand after another, making his already porcelain-white skin even whiter.
"Are you okay?" Fu Yunshen lowered his head and wanted to raise his hand, but when he saw that he was still bleeding, he put his hand down again and paused, "I'm glad you're okay."
Ying Zijin raised his head, his eyes fixed on him.
She was only injured in her right arm, with a minor fracture.
But Fu Yunshen rolled with her in his arms and forced the truck to stop. Although she didn't seem to have any injuries on the surface, she definitely had internal injuries.
It had been less than a month since he was last shot.
Ying Zijin did not expect what happened today.
Because she helped Shang Yaozhi change the point of his death last time, she also suffered a small backlash.
Although he is not as flawed as other fortune tellers, he may not die directly.
But her divine calculation ability was blocked for half a month.
To tell fortunes is to interfere with the cause and effect predestined by heaven.
It's just a count. It doesn't involve any major events, so generally nothing will happen.
But when that changed, problems arose.
If you want to change cause and effect, you have to pay the corresponding price.
You may be the one being attacked, or the people closest to you may be attacked.
This is also why there are so few real fortune tellers nowadays.
A true fortune teller usually has physical defects.
This is the fate of "five disadvantages and three deficiencies".
The five evils are "widowhood, widowhood, loneliness, loneliness and disability".
The three deficiencies are "lack of money, lack of life, and lack of power".
The fortune teller either has one of the following shortcomings or one of the following deficiencies.
Whether it is the Tarot cards from Europe or the "Book of Changes" and "Zhouyi" from China, divination is a peek into the secrets of heaven.
But the secrets of heaven are not so easy to be discovered.
If all her abilities were restored, she wouldn't be affected at all.
"I'm fine." Ying Zijin used her intact left arm to help him stand up, her eyes cold, "Let's go to the hospital."
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First Hospital.
Upon learning that the seventh young master of the Fu family was seriously injured, a new round of chaos began in the hospital.
Even if Fu Yunshen has a bad reputation in Shanghai, he has the support of Old Master Fu. Even Fu Mingcheng doesn't dare to act presumptuously, let alone others.
"Yaoyao, hiss..." Fu Yun took a deep and slow breath, his voice still gentle, "Brother is fine, your left arm is broken, you take her to get treatment."
The last sentence was directed to Xiu Yu and Jiang Ran.
"I myself—"
“A doctor does not treat himself, but seeks treatment.”
Ying Zijin paused and said, "I'll be quick, wait for me."
As she spoke, she took out a bottle of medicine from her pocket: "Remember to take it."
The medical staff hurriedly sent both of them to the ward.
With Fu Yunshen being so injured, it was impossible for Mr. Fu not to be alarmed.
He rushed over and when he arrived at the hospital, he saw the man lying on the bed, his handsome face a little pale.
"What's going on?" Mr. Fu sat down next to him, very anxious, "Xiao Qi, I heard from the hospital that you were in a car accident?"
Fu Yun raised his peach blossom eyes and smiled lazily: "I guess so."
Of course it was not an ordinary car accident, but a man-made one.
"What do you mean by considered?" Old Master Fu was furious. "Where do you feel uncomfortable? I'll contact the doctors in the capital and ask them to come over."
"Grandpa, I'm really fine." Fu Yunshen said lazily, "I've become thick-skinned a long time ago."
"Nonsense." Mr. Fu's face was stern. "If you are thick-skinned, why do people outside still call you a weak young man?"
Fu Yunshen: "..."
His grandfather really knows how to find precise points to criticize him.
As if he had thought of something, Mr. Fu's expression turned cold: "Could it be them who did this? I'll go check it out."
"Grandpa, this has nothing to do with the Fu family." Fu Yunshen said indifferently, "You go back and rest first. I will tell you when there is a result."
Mr. Fu was very worried, and since Mr. Zhong happened to be there, he went to find his old brother.
Five minutes after Mr. Fu left, the door of the ward was pushed open again.
It was the young man who had been following Fu Yunshen before. He felt very guilty: "Master, I'm sorry. It's my fault for not supervising him properly."
There was no need to investigate the matter of the truck, they knew it was Ying Luwei who did it.
They had been staring at Ying Luwei, but they didn't expect that Ying Luwei would be so bold as to take direct action.
"Yeah." Fu Yunshen didn't say anything. He looked out the window and said in a faint voice, "Go back and ask your brother to come."
The young man was shocked, but he also knew that it was his fault and he had to be punished, so he was willing to accept it.
"Understood, Master."
When he walked out, the young man said worriedly: "Master, Miss Zijin..."
"It's okay." Fu Yunshen paused, and then as if to make some kind of promise, "I won't let anything happen to her."
"Just in time to put her in jail."
The incident that happened sixteen years ago has already passed the litigation period. Although they have a way to deal with it, they can't help but let Ying Luwei take it to the higher level.
The young man nodded and walked out.
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"What?" Ying Luwei was in disbelief when she received the call, "You didn't let her die? Are you guys useless?"
She also specially sought out professionals to plan this accident.
She also knew that there was a car accident being prepared and the heaviest trucks were used.
It was impossible to get this kind of truck out of the way in the city, so she had to do a lot of preparation.
Originally, Ying Luwei just wanted a pair of hands from Ying Zijin, but she never expected that what happened sixteen years ago would be exposed.
Although she was still young at the time, she remembered clearly the first time she did something bad.
She stole the baby and threw it away, so how could anyone suspect her, who was also a child?
So she had to kill Ying Zijin.
But now...
Ying Luwei gritted her teeth, got up, and knocked on the bedroom door: "Mom, are you still sleeping?"
“Just woke up.” Madam Ying’s voice was very weak, “Lu Wei, come in.
Ying Luwei pushed the door open and went in.
Madam Ying is in poor health, sleeps a lot, and lives in the city center.
So no one told her what had happened recently.
Seeing her little daughter, Madam Ying looked kindly: "Lu Wei, I remember you had a concert yesterday, how was it?"
"Very good." Ying Luwei pursed her lips and smiled, "Mo Yuan also told me that I play better than before."
"That's good, that's good." Madam Ying nodded continuously, "It's time to put your wedding date with Mo Yuan on the agenda."
Ying Luwei lowered her head, her face full of resentment, and she whispered, "Mom, I was bleeding again this morning."
"What?" Madam Ying was shocked. "Why don't you go to the hospital?"
Then he seemed to remember something: "Where's that adopted daughter? Why don't you ask her to come and donate blood for you?"
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