"I want my mother to ......" Chu Qihan seemed to hear the voice, and tried to prop up her closed eyes, as if she had not heard the voice.

"Here, take the medicine." The woman threw the medicine in her hand in front of her and began to curse again: "It's really unlucky, if you want to die, you can die with me." ”

"Ahem...... I want my mom ......."

Chu Qihan hugged her small body, and her breathing was a little short.

"What? Mom? Who knows where your mother died. Zhang Lingling turned around and sat on the chair and lit a cigarette, if it weren't for the fact that Zhang Xiaojuan had helped her once in Cayenne, she would have helped take care of such an oil bottle.

The smoke spread in the room, and Chu Qihan, who was already having difficulty breathing, covered his mouth and nose and coughed violently.

"Ahem, cough, can you make people clean, didn't I buy you medicine, hurry up and take it." Zhang Lingling became irritable.

Chu Qihan's whole face was so red from the high fever that he could almost drip blood, and he cried muffledly, and his voice was hoarse, almost not like it came from a human.

"What are you crying about, shut up." Zhang Lingling scolded angrily, got up and walked over, picked up the antipyretic medicine on the ground, took out two pieces, pinched her mouth and sent them in.

Chu Qihan shook her head, crying, the medicine went into her throat, and she vomited.

"Hey, it's dirty, you little bastard, you vomit medicine, look for death." Zhang Lingling splashed all over, immediately pushed the villain aside, and then stood up and hid far away.

Chu Qihan was half leaning against the wall, and his crying suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Lingling changed her clothes from the inner room, walked out to look at Chu Qihan, walked over suspiciously, raised her foot and kicked: "Dead girl, get up and take the medicine quickly." ”

The man leaning against the wall remained motionless.

Zhang Lingling kicked twice more and still didn't move, Zeng Ran's face changed, she gradually squatted down, stretched out her hand and tentatively probed her snort......

Didn't breathe anymore......

"Ah......h

"Not me...... It's not me ......" Zhang Lingling got up and rushed out of the door frantically.

A few minutes after she ran out of the door, the fingers of the man who had been in shock gradually moved.

Thundered......

The thunder in the sky blasted through the passing cars on the road, and suddenly a commercial vehicle came to an emergency stop

Inside the car, Qi Yan opened his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Your Highness, the car in front of you hit someone just now...... Seems to be a child. Oak looked back.

Hit-and-run, really daring.

"Check it out."

Qi Yan said and opened the car door.

"Your Highness, I'll just go......"

Before Oak's words were finished, Qi Yan had already got out of the car with an umbrella.

Two meters in front of their car lay a child, whose blood was washed away by the rain.

"Help me...... I...... I...... I want my mother to ......" Chu Qihan raised his hand with all his strength half-open, and finally grabbed the corner of his pants.

Thundered......

Thunder rang out in the sky, and the light shone brightly on the lifeless little face.

Qi Yan met the pale little face, and his heart was shocked, Yaoyao?

How could it be...... How could it be...... Is it a delusion?

"Save ...... I...... Uncle ...... "With all my strength, the little hand that I was holding with great difficulty hung down."

"Your Highness, shouldn't this kid be ......?"

Qi Yan came back to his senses, threw down the umbrella in a hurry, picked up the little man, tightened his lips and said coldly: "Go to the hospital." ”

Oak was stunned for a moment, and couldn't understand why His Highness was so flustered.

Hurriedly following the car, the van turned around and sped towards the nearest hospital.