As she looked up, she saw a beautiful and enchanting face.
Bright red blood, in an instant, slid shockingly from his forehead, dyeing his thick brows and the sharp, deep corners of his eyes, making that unusually pale, handsome face appear even more wickedly charming.
The thin lips were pressed into a firm line.
Those slightly narrowed fox-like eyes swept toward the instigators, and even the corners of the eyes and the brows were filled with a chilling coldness.
"Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing Yi, we're sorry, we didn't hold the equipment steady..." Those few men, seeing Jing Yi, and especially seeing him injured, were so frightened that their lips trembled.
"Get out!!" Jing Yi harshly spat out a word, holding Mo Qiansu by the shoulder, and led her away.
At this moment, none of the reporters dared to block their way any longer, quickly making room for them. After watching them enter the hospital, one reporter asked, "Should we report that scene just now?"
