Chapter 527: Mo Zishu is critically ill

Just as Fu Qingyuan was about to speak, Shi Wei's voice came from the other end.

"Shushu, why are you going?" Shi Wei stared at the strange girl in front of her, and felt that the aura on Mo Zishu's body changed, and then the sound of the door opening, Mo Zishu walked out of the car.

Mo Zishu didn't seem to hear Shi Wei's shout, and walked in the direction of the girl persistently, her face flashing a trace of sluggishness and disbelief.

"Shushu." Shi Wei saw that Mo Zishu was getting closer and closer to the girl, and she couldn't care so much, so she got out of the car and chased after Mo Zishu.

The heavy rain soon wet the clothes on Mo Zishu and Shi Wei.

"Little dream." When Mo Zishu saw the girl's face clearly, she rushed directly towards the girl, the expression and actions on her face looked very helpless, and she was more at a loss.

"You know me?" The girl said the dialogue that she had practiced many times, and looked at the girl in front of her with a look that she had practiced repeatedly every day.

Mo Zishu was stunned: "You are also called Xiaomeng?" ”

"Yes, my name is Xiaomeng, and I'm ten years old this year." A smile spread across the girl's face.

When Mo Zishu saw this smile, she seemed to have hallucinations, and saw the way Xiaomeng smiled at her back then, true and false, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, and Xiaomeng was exactly ten years old that year.

"Shushu, get out of the way!" Just when Mo Zishu fell into his own world, Shi Wei's sharp voice came from not far away.

Mo Zishu's thoughts were pulled back by Shi Wei's voice, and she looked behind her, it was the car behind them that rushed towards her just now.

Shi Wei couldn't wait to rush to Mo Zishu's side right now and push her away, but she couldn't.

Mo Zishu's chaotic and blank eyes swept across the face of Xiaomeng in front of him, and suddenly a touch of lucidity jumped into his eyes.

"You're not a dream." Mo Zishu said affirmatively to the girl, and pulled the girl to the side to hide.

But it was still a step late, and Mo Zishu's body was two steps away from the center of the vehicle, and the vehicle still crashed into it.

"Shushu!" A sharp and heart-rending scream shouted from the depths of Shi Wei's throat, and in an instant, her face was as white as death, her golden-gray pupils were eclipsed, and the whole person froze in place, motionless like a sculpture, the cold air lingered, and her body was cold and stiff.

Mo Zishu's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and then fell from mid-air, smashing hard into the ground, blood flowing wantonly all around.

Before being hit, Mo Zishu pushed the girl who was exactly the same as Xiao Mengchang out hard, so as to avoid the girl being hit as well.

The four of them who watched the monitoring were also stunned, they didn't expect it to be such a scene, the blood in the whole body flowed backwards, cold and uncomfortable.

"Zishu!" Gray An roared, and the whole person couldn't suppress his anger, grabbing the computer.

"Calm down, Ash." 7 demons and skins, the two of them stopped the excited gray An.

Inside the Mo House:

Mo Huaheng and Bai Yulan, who were already asleep, both woke up in their dreams, and their foreheads were covered with sweat.

"You're having nightmares too? Yulan. Mo Huaheng held Magnolia's shoulder and asked, the scene in the dream just now still made him palpitate, but fortunately, it was a dream.

"Well, I dreamed that something happened to Shushu." Magnolia calmed her stirring heart and gasped for breath.

"It's okay, it's okay, Shushu will be fine, I'll make a call, you can rest now." Mo Huaheng patted Magnolia's shoulder comfortingly, got out of bed alone and walked to the window to call Mo Zishu.

Mo Huaheng waited by the window for the phone to be connected, but the phone rang for a long time and no one answered.

Mo Huaheng thought about it and hung up the phone, and called again, but the result was still the same, no one answered.

"Let's rest first, Shushu should be resting now, and she will come back to me tomorrow when she sees me calling." Mo Huaheng returned to the bed and comforted Magnolia a few words.

Although Bai Yulan was still worried in her heart, she still listened to Mo Huaheng's words and rested first.

Zhongshan Highway:

Shi Wei ran towards Mo Zishu and knelt down beside Mo Zishu, watching the bright red blood being continuously diluted by the rain, flowing everywhere, fear and panic all poured into her body and her brain.

"Shushu, Shushu, wake up, don't sleep, don't sleep." Shi Wei knelt beside Mo Zishu, looking at Mo Zishu, who was bleeding all over her body, she didn't know what to do, her tears were uncontrollably surging, and she gently patted Mo Zishu's face with her trembling hands.

Mo Zishu, who was lying on the ground, was in a trance, and then gradually blurred, she wanted to answer Shi Wei's words, but she really didn't have the strength, so she could only open her eyes and look at Shi Wei.

The mobile phone that Shi Wei was still on the side was still connected, Fu Qingyuan heard Shi Wei's voice, his heart hurt, and his hand holding the phone was a little unsteady.

"Shi Wei, Shi Wei, you answer the phone." Fu Qingyuan yelled at the phone, hoping that Shi Wei would be able to hear him.

Shi Wei, who was at a loss, heard Fu Qingyuan's voice in a trance, and looked for her mobile phone in a panic.

"Fu, Fu Qingyuan, you, come here, come here, Shushu is not good, we are about three hundred meters away from the corner of the highway on Zhongshan Highway." Even though Shi Wei was flustered and frightened, she still told Fu Qingyuan useful information.

"Okay, I'll come right over." Fu Qingyuan's calm face responded, when he heard Shi Wei say that Shushu couldn't do it, at that moment, his whole person couldn't stand on the spot at all, if it wasn't for his hands still on the table, he might have fallen down at this time.

"It's over, it's over." After hanging up the phone, Fu Qingyuan completely lost his temper, he didn't have the usual calmness and composure, he shouted loudly in his room, and his whole person ran towards the door with vain steps.

It was also the first time he heard his own Mr. Fu so loudly, so he hurriedly rushed to Mr. Fu's room.

Shen Nancheng next door also ran out, feeling a little wrong.

"Quick, call an ambulance, go to the corner of Zhongshan Highway 300 meters away, Shushu is about to die." Fu Qingyuan grabbed Qi Yu's shoulder and yelled at Qi Yu in a low voice.

He was stunned for a while, and didn't react, what does Miss Mo mean when she can't do it?

However, Shen Nancheng, who followed behind, quickly reacted and dialed the contact number of Tong'an Hospital.

"Master Fu, the car is already outside the door, let's set off too, we are only ten minutes away from Zhongshan Highway." After contacting Tong'an Hospital, Shen Nancheng asked people to arrange the car again.

"Okay, let's go now." Fu Qingyuan controlled his trembling body and walked quickly towards the door, he still didn't know what Shushu's situation was, but the feeling of his body and what Shi Wei told him, he had a hunch that Shushu was seriously injured this time.

A blood-colored anger emerged from Fu Qingyuan's eyes, and his entire eye socket was red and terrifying.

Neither he nor Shen Nancheng dared to ask what was going on, Shen Nancheng was driving, and he was sitting in the passenger seat and turned back frequently.

At this moment, Fu Qingyuan is like a lion on the verge of rage, about to go crazy.

Shi Wei was beside Mo Zishu, whose face was pale and transparent, his breath was like a gossamer, his body was gradually cold, but he was still bleeding out, his expression was like a woodcock, his eyes were empty, and tears kept falling.

The group just now had already run away, and the little girl had also been taken away by the group, and the rain gradually became lighter, and it was drizzling.

She didn't dare to touch Mo Zishu's body, at this time Mo Zishu was more fragile than ceramic dolls, and it would all be broken when she touched it, she felt that life was so fragile for the first time, and the first time she saw Mo Zishu's state, she was scared but couldn't do anything, she couldn't save Shushu.

The sound of an ambulance approached, and other vehicles approached them.

Fu Qingyuan got out of the car and walked to Shi Wei's side, the first thing that caught his eye was a mess, and then he froze on Mo Zishu lying on the ground covered in blood, that scene deeply stung his eyeballs, the feeling of suffocation hit again, and his brain was a little dizzy, but it was just a few steps away, but for the first time, he felt that every step was so heavy and staggering.

He followed Shen Nancheng behind Fu Qingyuan, took all the scenes in front of him into his eyes, and immediately understood why Fu Ye was so flustered just now.

"Let one go, let one go." The ambulance crew ran to Shi Wei's side with a stretcher.

Shi Wei staggered to her feet to make room for the ambulance staff, and looked at the behavior of the ambulance staff in front of her with empty and numb eyes.

"The patient is still conscious and rushed to the hospital for rescue." After a series of brief tests, the ambulance crew lifted Mo Zishu onto a stretcher and carried her into the ambulance.

"Are there any family members or friends of the patients at the scene?" After Mo Zishu was carried into the ambulance, an ambulance worker walked up to Fu Qingyuan, Shi Wei and others and asked.

Fu Qingyuan didn't seem to hear it, his eyes stared at the pool of blood on the ground, which had been diluted and flowed everywhere.

"Master Fu." Seeing that Fu Qingyuan did not react, he hurriedly reminded him.

"I am, I'm her fiancé." Fu Qingyuan took a deep breath and walked into the ambulance with an expressionless face.

Qi Yu and Shen Nancheng glanced at each other and didn't say anything.

Then the ambulance drove away, Shi Wei got into Shen Nancheng, and their car followed behind the ambulance.

In the ambulance, Fu Qingyuan watched expressionlessly as the ambulance staff began various tests on Mo Zishu, injected fluids, and Mo Zishu lay on the stretcher without any induction, his eyes were closed, and his face was white and transparent, as if he was going to disappear in this world at any time.

He wanted to hold Mo Zishu's hand, but he didn't dare, for fear that he would hurt Mo Zishu with his strength, and his heart was so painful that he was even involved in every breath and breath, and he couldn't say a word, and the silence that controlled himself from breaking out was already his best state now.