After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

As long as Huo Yichen is around, he will never have a bright future.

Huo Xiuyuan suddenly remembered the time when Huo Hong's son died, that was the time when Huo Hong treated him the best, and the attention paid so much that he thought he was dreaming.

Huo Xiuyuan's originally angry heart suddenly calmed down because he thought of a good idea.

Since Huo Yichen likes Huo Hong so much, as long as he is killed, no one will rob him again?

Huo Xiuyuan stretched his brows, and suddenly let out a low laugh, which was deep and unpleasant, even a little penetrating.

On the same night, Huo Yichen was finishing his study in the library and planning to go back to the dormitory, when he received a text message.

【Master, the owner of the house wants you to go home. 】

After Huo Yichen read the news and pondered for a moment, he temporarily changed his itinerary and drove home.

Huo Yichen sent the message so late, Huo Yichen couldn't figure out what Huo Hong was thinking, but he didn't intend to resist him, and now was not the time to show his fangs.

He turned the steering wheel, drove on the road he was familiar with, and drove in the direction of Huo's house.

The visibility of the road in the middle of the night was very low, Huo Yichen was thinking about what was going on with that news, while waiting for the countdown of the traffic lights.

The red light turned green, Huo Yichen turned to the right to increase the speed, and suddenly heard a piercing whistle.

His mind was on the news, and it took him a second to notice the whistle that seemed to be getting closer and closer to him.

"Be careful!" a man yelled.

There was a white light in his eyes, and he saw a big truck rushing towards him like out of control, it was too late for Huo Yichen to hide.

The black car collided with the out-of-control truck. The car was almost thrown upside down and rolled to the side of the road. The front of the car was dented so much that it almost hit the driver inside.

"Who calls an ambulance!"

"Hurry up! This person seems to be alive!!"

"Help me, why are you standing there!"

The twittering sounds around Huo Yichen rang in Huo Yichen's ears along with the uncomfortable buzzing sound. He was confused, only felt nauseated, his internal organs were displaced, his eyes barely opened a slit, but they were covered with bleeding blood , the whole world turns red.

The glare of the ambulance is his last memory.

This is destined to be a night that makes many people sleepless.

It was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, but Murong Qiao went to an unconventional schedule right now, sitting at the table and not going to sleep.

"Qiao Qiao...you are not sleepy, there is still class tomorrow." Yang Xin rubbed her eyes to remind her.

Usually, Murong Qiao was the first one to sleep in the dormitory, but today Leng Yan fell asleep for two hours, Yang Xin also planned to rest, but she hadn't slept yet.

Murong Qiao stared at the phone, "Go to bed first, I'm not sleepy."

The lights were not turned on at night, only a small lamp was shining on Murong Qiao's desk, so Yang Xin only saw Murong Qiao's back and didn't notice her worried expression.

"Okay, okay, then you should go to bed early." Yang Xin didn't notice anything wrong, and said good night.

But Murong Qiao wasn't sleepy, she couldn't fall asleep at all.

If the eyes can be substantive, then Murong Qiao's fiery eyes will almost make a hole in the phone.

She lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, obviously not happy, but more worried.

Usually, no matter how late Huo Yichen was busy, he would send himself a message to say good night, never past twelve o'clock.

But today...

Murong Qiao frowned and glanced at her phone. She had been waiting for almost three hours at twelve and twenty-three.

Nothing happened to him, did he?

There was no movement for such a long time, Murong Qiao couldn't sit still, she took the mobile phone and simply went to the balcony to call Huo Yichen to ask what was going on.

For the first time, I didn't answer.

The furrows between Murong Qiao's eyebrows deepened, and the worry in her heart became heavier. She took a deep breath and made a second call.

This time I picked it up, but the voice was not Huo Yichen, "Hello?"

It was a rough man's voice, and Murong Qiao's eyebrows twitched, feeling that something was wrong.

"Hello, I'm looking for Huo Yichen." She said.

The voice on the other end was very noisy, "What is Huo? I can't hear clearly—"

Before Murong Qiao could repeat, the person at the other end continued.

"The owner of the phone got into a car accident, little girl, are you his friend?" the person at the other end asked.

car accident...?

Murong Qiao's mind went blank, "What, mean?"

The man who answered the phone was one of the passers-by who watched the scene of the car accident. After helping the crowd to drag Huo Yichen out of the car, he heard the phone ringing, wondering if his family members connected him.

"...that young man has been sent to the hospital now, you..." The man's rough voice echoed in Murong Qiao's ear.

But she didn't care about listening at the moment, her body was one step faster than her brain's reaction, and she acted instinctively.

Murong Qiao changed his shoes and ran downstairs, only to find that the door of the dormitory was locked, and then he remembered that the access control time had passed.

"Auntie! Auntie!" She knocked hard on the door of the dormitory auntie.

Auntie was woken up by her, frowned and opened the door only to find that it was Murong Qiao.

She remembered this girl, who was good at studying and beautiful, and was quite likable, so the restlessness of being woken up by the wake up disappeared a lot.

"Auntie, my boyfriend has an accident. I want to go to the hospital to see him." Murong Qiao's face was pale and he spoke quickly, "Please open the door and let me out, I..."

She spoke a little incoherently, but fortunately the aunt understood the meaning.

Auntie didn't stick to the rules, and felt that Murong Qiao didn't seem like the kind of girl who messed around late at night, so something serious must have happened.

"Okay." The aunt nodded and went back to get the key to open the door.

Murong Qiao got out of the girls' dormitory as she wished.

There was a whistling wind in her ears, which made her face hurt.

She kept running, ran from the dormitory to the school gate, took a taxi and went straight to the hospital.

Fifteen minutes later, Murong Qiao showed up at the Central Hospital, which was also the address the person told her just now.

"The young man has just been sent in. He should be in the operating room on the third floor." The man who answered the phone was waiting for her at the door.

Murong Qiao didn't say much, and just gave him a sum of money. "Thank you."

She couldn't wait for the elevator, so she climbed the stairs directly to the third floor, and saw the lights in the operating room were always on, and the person had already been pushed in, and there was no one in the empty corridor.

"Huh—huh—" Murong Qiao supported the wall and gasped for breath.

It was as if her lungs were on fire, and it was so burning that she felt pain even when she breathed, and there was even a bloody smell, which made her want to vomit.

But before Murong Qiao rested, he heard footsteps coming from far and near.

She raised her head and met her second brother Murong Zheng who was wearing a white coat.

In just a moment, both of them understood why each other appeared here.

Murong Qiao rushed over without thinking, "Brother! You must, you must try your best to save him."

She was a little out of breath when speaking, and her trembling voice fell into Murong Zheng's ears, so nervous that she was almost about to explode.

Seeing the anxiety and worry on his younger sister's face, Murong Zheng's eyes darkened.

"Okay." He nodded.

Rescue time is precious, and Murong Zheng walked into the operating room after the two of them only said this sentence.

Murong Qiao sat on a chair outside and waited for the result.

She clasped her hands together helplessly, and hadn't recovered until now.

"How could there be a car accident..." Murong Qiao muttered to himself.

She didn't expect that she would know such a result when she made this call.

Huo Yichen was lying in the operating room right now, and the bloody scene could not help appearing in Murong Qiao's mind. The enthusiastic man just briefly described the situation of the car accident to her, just listening to it made Murong Qiao feel shocking.

Her hands were trembling, and Murong Qiao's emotions were also heavy with her restless heart at the moment.

His thoughts were in chaos, and the only thing he could think of was to pray that nothing happened to Huo Yichen, and he could come out of the operating room safely.

Murong Qiao's hands and feet were cold, and she looked at the bright light above the operating room without blinking her eyes, and she didn't even look away when she was so astringent that she shed tears.

She dared not move away, nor imagined the possibility of the worst.

She didn't want to lose Huo Yichen.