Ying Zijin's back was facing the large truck.

She stood at the intersection, with only Sheng Qingtang in front of her.

The rest are still at the entrance of Han Pavilion, still some distance from the intersection.

The big truck made a lot of noise, so they naturally heard it, but no one expected that the purpose of the big truck was to kill people.

Sheng Qingtang's expression changed, and before he could even make a sound, he subconsciously pushed the girl aside.

But since he was an old man, Ying Zijin certainly couldn't let him block him.

She turned around suddenly, gathered her inner strength in her left hand, and pushed Sheng Qingtang ten meters away.

Sheng Qingtang only felt a light breeze hitting him. When he regained consciousness, he had already reached the opposite side of the road.

By this time, the large truck had already driven by.

The accident happened so quickly that Sheng Qingtang lost his voice: "Little miracle doctor!"

"Dad Ying!"

At this time, there were many passers-by, and Han Pavilion was located in a busy area, so everyone around screamed.

"Zijin!"

Mr. Zhong's eyes were about to burst when he saw it.

Why did he care so much? He didn't care about his age, so he started running towards where the girl was.

But no matter how fast he ran, he couldn't match the speed of the heavy-duty truck.

Ying Zijin did not hide, behind her were Xiu Yu, Jiang Ran and Mr. Zhong.

If this big truck really crashes, these people will be seriously injured if not dead.

She raised her hand to block the truck.

"Crack!"

As soon as his arm touched the front of the truck, there was a clear sound of bone cracking.

But the girl's eyes didn't even waver. She lowered her eyelashes and frowned.

The power is not enough.

This body has only recovered and can use ancient martial arts, but it is far from the strength she wants.

However, as if it was determined to kill her, the large truck was loaded with a lot of cargo, reaching the maximum load capacity of 24 tons.

Ying Zijin breathed slowly and prepared to block it directly with his body.

But the next second, before she could make a move, her waist was hugged and someone rolled her aside.

At the same time, the large truck also stopped.

"Stab-"

The sharp sound pierced the eardrums, and the whole street was in panic.

Not to mention Mr. Zhong, not even Jiang Ran and Xiu Yu could react.

In the middle of the road.

Fu Yunshen put one hand on the ground and the other hand was still protecting the girl's waist.

There was blood flowing down his hand that was supporting the ground, wisps after strands, making his already porcelain white skin even whiter.

"Are you okay?" Fu Yun lowered his head and wanted to raise his hand, but seeing that he was still bleeding, he put his hand down again and paused, "It's okay."

Ying Zijin raised his head, his eyes fixed on him.

She was only injured on her right arm and suffered a slight fracture.

But Fu Yunshen rolled her around in his arms and forced the truck to stop. On the surface, there were no injuries, but his body was definitely injured internally.

It had been less than a month since he last suffered a gunshot wound.

Today's incident was unexpected by Ying Zijin.

Because she helped Shang Yaozhi change the point of his death last time, she also suffered a small backlash.

Although it is not like other fortune tellers who suffer from five disadvantages and three shortcomings, or even die directly.

But her numeracy ability was directly blocked for half a month.

A hexagram is an intervention in the cause and effect of destiny.

It's just a calculation. If it doesn't involve major events, it usually won't be anything.

But when things change, problems arise.

If you want to change cause and effect, you have to pay a corresponding price.

It was backlashed by myself, or by the people closest to me.

This is also why there are very few people who really predict fortune now.

Real fortune tellers generally have physical defects.

This is the numerology of "five disadvantages and three deficiencies".

The five disadvantages are "being widowed, widowed, lonely, alone, and disabled".

The three shortages are "lack of wealth, lack of life, and lack of power."

Those who divine fortune tellers either have one of the disadvantages or have one of the shortcomings.

Whether it is the tarot cards of O continent, or the "Book of Changes" and "Book of Changes" of China, hexagrams are a glimpse into the secrets of heaven.

But the secrets are so easy to spy on.

If all her abilities are restored, she will not be affected in any way.

"I'm fine." Ying Zijin used his good left arm to help him stand up, his eyes cold, "Let's go to the hospital."

**

The first hospital.

It was learned that the seventh young master of the Fu family was seriously injured, and a new round of panic began in the hospital.

Even if Fu Yunshen's reputation in Shanghai is not good, he still has Mr. Fu's support, and even Fu Mingcheng would not dare to be presumptuous, let alone others.

"Yaoyao, hiss..." Fu Yun took a deep breath and his voice was still gentle, "Brother is fine, your left arm is broken, you take her for treatment."

The last words were said to Xiu Yu and Jiang Ran.

"Myself--"

"A doctor doesn't heal himself, he goes to heal."

Ying Zijin's hand paused: "I'm fast, you wait for me."

As she said that, she took out a bottle of medicine from her pocket: "Remember to take it."

The medical staff hurriedly sent both people into the ward.

Fu Yunshen was so injured that it was impossible for Mr. Fu not to be alarmed.

He hurried 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: "That's right."

Of course it's not an ordinary car accident, it's man-made.

"What does it mean?" Mr. Fu was furious, "What's wrong with you? I'll contact the doctors in the Imperial Capital and ask them to come over."

"Grandpa, I'm really fine." Fu Yunshen said lazily, "I've already become thick-skinned."

"Nonsense." Mr. Fu said with a straight face, "If you are thick-skinned, why do people outside call you a helpless young man?"

Fu Yunshen: "..."

His grandfather really knows how to find precise points to criticize him.

As if he thought of something, Mr. Fu looked cold: "They couldn't have done this, right? I'll go check it out."

"Grandpa, it has nothing to do with the Fu family." Fu Yun said calmly, "You go back and rest first. I will tell you when there are results."

Mr. Fu was relieved. Mr. Zhong happened to be there, so he went to find his old brother.

After Mr. Fu left, five minutes later, 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 was my lack of supervision."

They knew it was Ying Luwei who did it without even checking the big truck.

They had also been keeping an eye on Ying Luwei, but they really didn't expect that Ying Luwei would be so bold and actually want to attack directly.

"Yeah." Fu Yunshen didn't say anything. He looked out the window and said in a light voice, "Go back and ask your brother to come."

The young man was shocked, but he also knew that this was his dereliction of duty and he would be punished, so he was willing to do so.
To be continued...