921. The most important thing is that he is okay.

"Aunt Rong?"

Rong Ying had just opened the door when she heard Lu Moqing's puzzled call from behind her.

Her eyes lit up and she quickly turned around in her wheelchair, looking brightly at Lu Moqing with trembling voice:

"Minqing, do you remember Aunt Rong?"

Lu Moqing looked at the excited woman sitting in the wheelchair, pursing his lips in silence.

He actually didn't have much impression of her, it was just when he saw her face just now, a picture flashed through his mind—

He was talking to the woman in front of him in the car, suddenly the car was flipped, the woman was thrown out the car, he instinctively rushed out to pull her back when she almost fell from the overpass.

And he himself fell due to inertia.

The image ended abruptly.

The words "Aunt Rong" just came out of his mouth instinctively.

Seeing his silence again and the unfamiliarity in his eyes, Rong Ying's heart cooled down a bit after warming up just now.