The male god lives on the phone

He immediately ran to Yin Ming's side, took out his mobile phone and made a call. His face was pale, his lips were trembling, and he didn't dare to touch the man lying on the ground, for fear of making the intracranial wound worse, he only dared to call him: "Yin Ming, wake up! Wake up!"

But the man on the ground was seriously injured, how could he scream.

Half of Yin Ming's face was covered with blood. Mother Yin became furious when she saw her son like this, and fainted on the spot.

Tao Yao called his subordinates to come over, but he couldn't think of what to ask them to do while pinching his phone.

Yin Ming was knocked down by a car right in front of his eyes, causing his mind to froze for a moment. Anyway, his assistant is quite capable, so he seized all the time to help him with chores.

"President Tao, don't be afraid, the injury looks scary, but it can't actually hurt the inside of the skull."

While driving, the assistant comforted the man in the back seat, staring blankly at the man outside the window.

The assistant urged the driver to drive faster, she turned around and brushed up her long hair: "Look, I made it when I hit a tree when I was a child. The location is about the same as that of Mr. Yin and me."

Tao Yao waved her hand and asked her to sit back in her seat.He knew that the assistant was comforting him, so he couldn't believe what she said.

The human head is so complicated, how can it be said that it can't be hurt, it can't be hurt?