"Ah Huai, be careful!"
She threw herself at Qing Si Huai, deliberately turning her cheek to the side, avoiding the vital points.
And it was precisely because she shoved him forcefully that the sulfuric acid Qing Yue had splattered landed on Qing Si Huai's left side and lower back, and his face and head were not spared either.
"Hiss... Damn it!"
Because the air conditioning in the car was very strong at the time, Qing Si Huai had taken off his trench coat, leaving him in a thin knitted sweater and an undershirt.
The sulfuric acid Qing Yue poured landed on Qing Si Huai's body, the liquid easily corroding his clothes and touching his skin.
Instantly, a pungent smell wafted out. The sulfuric acid corroded Qing Si Huai's skin, and the pain made him fall directly to the ground, crying out in agony, "It hurts... it hurts so much! Someone, help!"
Even though Qing Si Huai was skilled, the pain of being splashed with sulfuric acid struck him instantly. He was in so much pain that he couldn't stand up.
Lan Shu also lay down on the ground. Her arm was burned, but because she wore a hat when she got out of the car, turned her face away, and wore a thick down jacket, her injuries were not severe.
In fact, there was a hidden secret within the black knitted hat. She also wore a special material vest inside her down jacket, which was enough to resist the damage of sulfuric acid.
"Help! Someone, quickly..." Lan Shu lay on the ground, crying out in pain, and asked Qing Si Huai, "Wuwu... are you okay?"
The woman named Qing Yue was stunned. She had clearly avoided Qing Si Huai just now. She had practiced the process of splashing sulfuric acid hundreds of times, but she never expected an accident to happen.
Her face turned pale with fright, the bottle in her hand fell to the ground, and she fled in a panic.
Their cries attracted many people, and some kind-hearted individuals immediately chased Qing Yue.
"Don't run, catch her!"
"Call the police, call the police quickly!"
"So scary, it looks like sulfuric acid."
"I'm so scared, wuwu... it's too terrifying."
...
Some people watched, some chased Qing Yue, some took out their phones to call the police, and some dialed 120.
Lan Shu endured the sharp pain in her arm and the back of her hand, sitting beside Qing Si Huai. Watching him writhe in pain on the ground, her mind suddenly ached dully, and some fragmented images flashed in her mind.
But it all happened too quickly, too quickly for her to grasp.
After a while, Qing Si Huai lost consciousness.
The ambulance arrived and took them both to the hospital.
At the same time, Meng Jingwei and Qing Mu Ye received the news and immediately drove to the hospital.
After waiting outside the hospital's emergency room for a while, Lan Shu was pushed out and sent to a ward.
After the medical staff left, Meng Jingwei walked to the bedside and asked, "What exactly happened?"
Lan Shu looked at the bandages wrapped around her arm and hand and smiled coldly, "He wanted to put on a show, so I played along."
"Qing Si Huai did this?" Qing Mu Ye stood at the foot of the bed, his gaze sharp as he questioned her.
"He wanted to stage a sob story, so of course, I had to see it through."
As she spoke, a cold, murderous glint flashed in Lan Shu's eyes.
The first time the woman named Qing Yue splashed sulfuric acid, she aimed for her face. If she hadn't reacted quickly to dodge it, she would have been disfigured.
Qing Si Huai was determined to ruin her, and then, while she was disfigured, he intended to show fake concern, put on a pretense, gain her trust, and then use her as a 'tool' to plot against Qing Mu Ye and Meng Jingwei.