The Fake Young Master Just Want to Win Glory for the Country

Chapter 96: love you very much

Chapter 96: love you very much

When Xu Xizhou was helped off from the ambulance, he saw Carl at first sight.

The other party walked over aggressively, frowning tightly. He thought that Carl would definitely scold him furiously, but he didn't expect the man to walk in front of him, after looking him up and down, he sighed heavily.

"It's fine."

Although Xu Xizhou withdrew from the race, Charles performed well and finished fifth in the race. So the team can still get points. Thinking of this, Carl's expression became much calmer.

Furthermore, seeing this guy's way of walking a little unsteadily, he felt uncomfortable.

He should have guessed Xu Xizhou's stubborn temper, the more he was not allowed to do, the more he wanted to do it. His previous method was wrong, and he should communicate with Xu Xizhou in a gentler way, maybe the other party would listen.

"Aren't you going to scold me?" Xu Xizhou took off his helmet, his black eyes were a little dim.

He hoped that Carl could scold him, maybe he would be in a better mood.

"What am I scolding you for? It was Di Cario who fouled first, don't worry, I'll complain to the organizing committee later. This guy thinks he's a world champion and it's amazing, seeing Red Bull give him a habit. "

While Carl was swearing, Xu Xizhou had already been supported by the medical staff and sat down on the chair.

In the ambulance just now, the doctor gave him a simple examination and confirmed that he had no trauma. He had to go to the hospital later for a more detailed examination.

After learning the lessons of many tragic accidents, the protective measures of F1 cars are now very strict. Even if there is a crash, as long as there is no fire, the driver will not be hurt.

Therefore, when he got out of the car, Xu Xizhou didn't feel much pain, but his head was a little dizzy.

A pack of ice cubes was handed next to him, Xu Xizhou thanked him, and just as he was about to press it on his forehead, he suddenly felt that the hand seemed familiar.

He raised his eyes slightly, only to find that Zhuang Jingchun was standing in front of him at some point, with a pair of green eyes full of worry and anxiety.

Zhuang Jingchun pressed the ice cube on his forehead for him, and gently pressed his temple with the other hand.

"Why did you come so soon?"

Zhuang Jingchun didn't speak, but Qingjun's brows were even tighter. Knowing that he was worried about himself, Xu Xizhou hooked the corner of his mouth and held Zhuang Jingchun's wrist.

"I was fine with such a serious crash at Monza before, it was just a small scratch today. It's fine."

Zhuang Jingchun lowered her eyes and slender fingers held Xu Xizhou's hand.

The moment he saw Xu Xizhou crashing into the car, his throat seemed to be caught by something, and he couldn't make any sound, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen in an instant.

A sensible voice in his heart said that his car was not badly damaged, and he must be fine. But at the same time there was a diabolical voice saying, look, the person you love the most might end up the same way as you.

Biting coldness entered his bones, and he didn't even have time to say a word to Jiang Xia, then ran off the stand and rushed into McLaren's pit lane.