An Lan took the bag and hurried away with An Ci.
The others looked at the bloodstains on the ground and discussed it with lingering fear.
"What's going on? Is child snatching so rampant now?"
"Who knew? They even used a knife. It was so scary. That kid was so brave. He didn't even dodge when he saw the knife."
…
The other side.
In the car, Shen Mo held An Ci's hand tightly, so he couldn't help check his injuries.
"Shen Mo, please let go of your hand first and let me see how your wound is." She said softly.
There was too much bleeding, and Shen Mo's pale face showed a bit of weakness. He spoke slowly, "Call me brother."
An Ci was helpless. Is this the key point now?
She followed his words and said, "Then, brother, can you let me see the wound?"
"It's bleeding, it doesn't look good." His voice was unusually hoarse.
"I'm not afraid." An Ci said, "Just let me take a look, okay?"
Shen Mo always spoiled her, but he was extremely insistent on this matter. He shook his head and disagreed.
An Ci was defeated by him and sighed silently.
Fortunately, the shopping mall is not far from the hospital, and it only takes ten minutes to get there.
On the way here, An Lan contacted Song Xiunian first, and Song Xiunian arranged a doctor. As soon as she got out of the car, the dean and the chief physician immediately came to greet her.
"Mrs. Song."
An Lan nodded and asked them to bandage Shen Mo's wound quickly.
The dean led them into the hospital and asked the chief doctor to treat Shen Mo's wound personally.
An Ci wanted to follow him into the ward, but Shen Mo let go of her hand and asked her to wait at the door.
Afraid of delaying his wound treatment, An Ci obediently waited for him at the door. Looking at the closed ward door, she squatted down against the wall.
For the first time, she realized how weak she was now. She had no ability to protect herself, nor could she protect the people she wanted to protect.
This feeling is so fucking frustrating.
The man who suddenly appeared today was coming for her. Although his purpose was still unknown, he was probably an enemy of her father or grandfather who thought it would be easy to catch her as she was a child.
Situations like this might happen many times in the future. Regardless of whether she inherits her grandfather's position as the head of the family, there will always be people keeping an eye on her. If she is not strong enough, she will be at the mercy of others sooner or later, and will also implicate those around her.
For example, Shen Mo.
If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have been hurt.
After An Lan finished replying to Song Xiunian's message, she saw An Ci squatting on the ground. Thinking she was frightened, she quickly picked her up and said, "Baby, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
An Ci shook his head and lay on her shoulder without saying a word.
"Don't be afraid, mom is here." An Lan patted her back and comforted her softly.
"Xiao Mo will be fine, don't worry."
An Ci nodded, his eyes fixed on the closed ward door.
After a while, hurried footsteps were heard in the corridor.
The man was wearing a black suit, the exquisite tailoring made him look tall and straight, and his handsome face attracted a wave of admiring glances.
"Xiao Lan."
An Lan looked in the direction of the voice and saw her husband. She immediately found support. "Xiunian, how is it? Did you catch the man?"
Song Xiunian shook his head. "Not yet. I've already sent someone to look for him. I've already informed Shi Che, and he said he'll be back soon."
The other party escaped from a shopping mall. There are surveillance cameras nearby. It is impossible for that person to escape from the capital in such a short time. It should not be difficult to catch him.
"How's Xiao Mo?"
"The doctor said the wound is very deep and needs stitches." An Lan whispered.
Hearing this, Song Xiunian glanced at the closed ward door, then reached out and took An Ci away from An Lan, rubbing her head, "Don't be afraid, baby, everything will be fine."
An Ci nodded in silence. She was not afraid, she was just worried that it would hurt him to get the stitches.
After a while, the ward door opened and the director and the doctor came out.
Seeing Song Xiunian coming, the dean greeted him with a smile, "Mr. Song."
Song Xiunian nodded, "How is my child?"
"The young master lost too much blood and needs three bottles of intravenous fluid. Also, the wound is a bit deep and will probably leave a scar," said the dean.
An Lan asked, "Do you need to be hospitalized?"
The man has not been caught yet. Staying in the hospital is not as safe as going home, and there is a private doctor at home.
The director said, "After the IV drip, if there's nothing serious, you can go home and rest. You must take your medicine on time, and don't let the wound come into contact with water."
An Lan wrote down everything one by one. An Ci struggled to get out of Song Xiunian's arms and hurried into the ward.
"elder brother."
Inside, Shen Mo was lying on the hospital bed receiving an IV. He had taken off his white sweatshirt and put it aside. He was only wearing a light-colored thin sweater, and his left arm was wrapped in circles of bandages.
Hearing An Ci's voice, he subconsciously looked over, his pale eyes and eyebrows filled with a sense of brokenness.
An Ci ran to the bedside and looked at the bandage wrapped around Shen Mo's hand, feeling even more guilty.
She reached out and gently touched the bandage, murmuring, "Why don't you let go?"
If he had let go at that time, he wouldn't have been stabbed.
Shen Mo lowered his eyes, his voice so soft that it was almost inaudible, "If you let go, I won't be able to see you."
Just like his parents, he let go of their hands and ended up never seeing them again.
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