Chapter 532: Xiao Yao It's Big Brother

Mo Tingshen didn’t hesitate for a second; he pried open the shattered glass and the drawer with his bare hands, although the surface of that drawer was covered in genuine leather, the inside was reinforced with steel.

Someone beside them was shining a light, but little light could penetrate into the car, making it hard for Mo Tingshen to see clearly each time he reached in.

Fearful of injuring Chu Yao, he used only one hand to dismantle the wreckage while his other hand stayed protectively above her knees.

A long time passed, several minutes, indeed a very long time.

Until he finally carried Chu Yao out from the car.

The nurse had a stretcher ready and pushed it over.

Mo Tingshen placed Chu Yao onto it.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind carrying the scent of blood entered his nostrils, causing Chu Yao to cough violently, and she opened her eyes in panic to see a dark figure looming over her.

She inhaled sharply, the breath catching in her throat without seeing who it was, and, startled, grabbed the man’s collar.

“Don’t touch me, if you dare move me, you bastard…”

Mo Tingshen didn’t hear her clearly and softly called out to her, “Xiao Yao.”

Chu Yao stiffened sharply.

Without looking at him, tears streamed down the corners of her eyes, entering her temples, spreading the originally dried blood into a red streak.

Slowly, ever so slowly, she lifted her eyes, tracing her gaze from her hand to the familiar shirt, and then upwards to the man’s Adam’s apple and the familiar lines of his jaw.

She stopped there, her gaze fixated, as the hand clutching his collar gradually tightened, tightened and tightened again, the wound on the back of her hand burst open, and fresh blood flowed down her wrist bone and into her sleeve.

“She mustn’t use strength; she has many wounds all over her body, including on her arms.

If the blood sticks, cutting the clothes with scissors could also rip her wounds open and leave scars.

Moreover, she’s already lost too much blood…”

Mo Tingshen hadn’t completely let go of Chu Yao yet, and the hand that she was pressing against at his back still encircled her.

As soon as Chu Yao awoke, the strength of his embrace tightened a bit.

Hearing this, he leaned close to Chu Yao’s ear, his whisper tender, “Xiao Yao, it’s brother.”

Chu Yao took a forceful breath, biting her lip fiercely, her eyes finally meeting his face.

“Don’t take me to the hospital.

I won’t go,” she stated.

“Alright, then we’ll go home,” he replied.

Chu Yao’s neck stiffened, “To your place.”

Mo Tingshen said, “To my place, I’ll take you there.”

He picked up Chu Yao, leaving all the medical staff stunned.

By the time they reacted and came over to stop him and try to offer advice, Mo Tingshen had already silently settled into the car.

“Miss Lu, please,” he asked.

It was Lu Zhenzhen’s car.

Lu Zhenzhen didn’t say much.

A few minutes earlier, Sister Mi had rushed over, and Lu Zhenzhen had explained the situation to her.

With Sister Mi staying there, she made a few calls, pulled some strings, and though the traffic accident surveillance footage would remain with the police, she planned to find a way to destroy it after the case was settled.

This case could only be handled as a DUI collision between both parties.

Lu Zhenzhen got into the driver’s seat and glanced at the rearview mirror, “Address.”

Mo Tingshen, using his own phone, set up the navigation, and then handed it to Lu Zhenzhen.

She just happened to see the shocking wounds and blood on his hands, paused for a moment, then gritted her teeth to take the phone and drove following the navigation.

On the way, she received a call from Gao Zhe.

Lu Zhenzhen, wearing a headset, turned to ask Mo Tingshen, “Gao Zhe is looking for me.

Do you mind if he comes to your place?”

“It’s fine,” he said.

“Okay.”

Lu Zhenzhen gave Gao Zhe the address.

It was an apartment under Mo Tingshen’s name, two bedrooms and two living rooms, with a single pair of slippers at the entrance, indicating that he stayed there only occasionally.

After entering, no one thought about changing shoes, he carried Chu Yao straight to the bedroom.