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Chapter 211 If she died in that fire

Yu Yesang was pushed back by Wen Jing and staggered. A waiter came over with a plate of hot soup. He met her unexpectedly and ran into her.

"ah……"

Yu Yesang knocked his elbow into the soup pot in the waiter's tray, and screamed several times for a while.

The waiter who served the plate instinctively let go of his hands, hid back, and jumped away for several steps.

The plate fell to the ground, and the soup splashed everywhere.

"Sangsang."

"Sister Sangsang."

For a moment, Congratulations, Zhou Sicheng, and Zhong Fei'er, rushed towards Yu Yesang, and their faces were all pale.

The hot soup just out of the pot, Yu Yesang's arm was so red that it was so red that it was unbearable. He frowned and gritted his teeth to endure it, and his body was trembling.

His face is as pale as paper.

Congratulations on over and hugging Yu Yesang, "Sangsang."

Zhong Fei'er was also frightened. After a while, she realized, stared at Wen Jing and pointed at her, "Grand Bunzi, if Sister Sangsang has a few things, you can go to jail."

Wenjing's hair was torn a lot, messy. She didn't care about the pain. She was so scared that her face turned pale. She opened her mouth and shook her head, "I...isn't it me."

She looked at everyone, not knowing who to explain to, she didn't mean it.

My body was trembling and frightened.

Zhou Sicheng glanced at Wen Jing, frowned, and suddenly felt a little unbearable when he reached his mouth. He lowered his voice, "Hurry and ask someone to get the medical box and burn ointment."

"Oh... OK."

Wen Jing nodded blankly, turned around, accidentally hit someone, she bent down and apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

It was obviously scared and frightened.

Yan Zao hurried over, "I'll go get it, my office is again."

She passed by Wen Jing, patted her shoulders, and prepared to walk towards her office.

Lan Mu's angry shout suddenly came from behind, "Why are you going to the hospital now?"

Almost roaring.

Yan Zao paused, and his expression froze.

‘Call an ambulance, ambulance.’

In the fire, the man held the dying woman who was fumigated by the heat and desperately passed away.

The almost desperate shouts made her lose the desire to survive at that moment.

If she died in that fire, would Lan Mu feel that she is pitiful? Is it a pity that she is only in her twenties?

Lan Mu let out an order, and everyone reacted and congratulated Zhou Sicheng immediately said, "Hurry, Sicheng, you go drive."

At this time, a waiter brought scald cream to congratulate Yu Yesang on his back. Zhong Fei'er followed behind to apply scald cream to Yu Yesang.

Walking past Yan Zao and staring blankly.

A group of people followed, and the group of people were nervous Yu Yesang, including... Lan Mu.

How vicious she is, she is still jealous of others at this time and is still sour at this time.

Before Wenjing recovered from the shock, she walked to Yan Zao and stammered, "Zhao Zao I... I didn't mean it, she kept pulling my hair."

She raised her hands and held her head.

Although the Wen family is not very rich, there is only Wenjing, a daughter. Wenjing has been living comfortably since childhood. She is the little princess at home and has never seen strong winds and waves.

When she encountered such a thing, she was very scared.

Yan Zao gave her a hug with heartache, "I know, I saw it."

But so what?

Who cares about this?
Chapter completed!
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