His breathing became more and more rapid, and his vision became blurred. Although he lowered his body very low, the oxygen inside was getting less and less.

Xu Yao realized that if he continued like this, he would most likely pass out in this sea of ​​fire, and before he could save Mo Xiaoqing's life, the fire would devour his life.

He shook his head hard, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw Mo Xiaoqing at the end of the sea of ​​fire.

At this time, Mo Xiaoqing was also struggling to crawl towards him excitedly.

Xu Yao used the last bit of his consciousness to crawl forward little by little, and he seemed to touch the fainted Mo Xiaoqing,

"Xiaoqing!"

Xu Yao called, but Mo Xiaoqing did not move and did not respond.

The intense flames grew stronger and stronger, and Xu Yao's breathing became shorter and shorter.

He tried hard to pick up Mo Xiaoqing, but at this time his physical strength could no longer support him to do so.

There was no other way, Xu Yao had to choose to drag Mo Xiaoqing downstairs step by step. He used his body to block the rolling heat waves and smoke for her.

He didn't dare to think about how seriously Mo Xiaoqing was injured now, he just wanted to escape from this sea of ​​fire as soon as possible.

The high temperature here, as well as the recent rampant flames and thick smoke, if they were not careful, it was very likely that both of them would be trapped in it at the same time.

But the situation was not good. Xu Yao realized that his consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred. He seemed to see a door in front of him, and a snow-white light shone from there.

Wow, we are finally at the exit!

Xu Yao dragged Mo Xiaoqing downstairs as hard as he could. When he looked up, he found that there was a man standing at the end of the light.

The man was wearing a clown mask, and his pale face looked like a devil from hell in the burning flames.

At this time, he stretched out his right hand gracefully, and a beautiful piece of white paper appeared in his hand. He folded it quickly, and after a while, a lifelike paper airplane appeared in his hand. He

exhaled and blew it into the sky, and the paper airplane turned into a flame, and then turned into ashes and floated away.

Xu Yao used all his strength to walk downstairs step by step. With a bang, he was knocked down by something again.

Soon, he was plunged into darkness. He hurriedly threw himself on Mo Xiaoqing to protect her, and then passed out. In

the

darkness, Xu Yao seemed to hear someone calling him vaguely, and the sound of breathing blew on his cheek.

"Xu Yao, wake up."

Xu Yao opened his eyes hard, but what he saw was a doctor and several nurses surrounding him, and next to them was Lin Yalin with a worried look on her face.

"Xu Yao, you finally woke up." Lin Yalin shouted happily.

"How is Mo Xiaoqing? Is she okay?" The first thing Xu Yao said after waking up was to show his concern for his beloved little one.

Several medical staff looked at each other. Due to the fierceness of the fire and the seriousness of the situation, the number and names of the injured have not been counted so far.

Lin Yalin pursed her lips, but still said, "Xu Yao, I heard that Mo Xiaoqing is not on the hospital's inpatient list."

After hearing this, Xu Yao sat up from the bed. Although his back was very painful, he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

"Sister Ya, what did you just say? This is impossible, I clearly rescued her."

Lin Yalin replied, "Xu Yao, there was no one around you when you were rescued."

Xu Yao pulled out the infusion needle, and the doctor and nurse hurried forward to stop him, but seeing his persistent eyes, the doctor had to let him go and arranged a nurse to follow Xu Yao.

He ran anxiously in the corridor of the hospital, which was filled with the smell of disinfectant and a panic-stricken atmosphere.

When Xu Yao heard that he did not rescue Mo Xiaoqing, his heart sank to the bottom and he could not think any deeper.

He silently believed in his heart that the hospital must be too chaotic and they made a mistake.

During the two months that Xu Yao and Mo Xiaoqing have been together, he has silently engraved this little thing into the deepest part of his heart, but he has no intention of taking another step forward, and has always been in a hazy state.

He has imagined beautiful scenes countless times, such as him making a rich dinner in the kitchen, elegantly taking out a bottle of red wine from the refrigerator, and Mo Xiaoqing woodenly laying a tablecloth with candles on it and a pot of fresh roses.

The two of them eat dinner affectionately, listening to him talk about romantic words that he is not good at at all.

Or, he will drive Mo Xiaoqing to various places in the city to eat special foods, and talk about what he has experienced in the eight years since he became a police officer.

Or maybe, they walked hand in hand on the quiet streets late at night, walked into a movie theater casually, ordered a midnight movie, and finally held the sleepy Mo Xiaoqing deeply in his arms without leaving any trace.

But what if Mo Xiaoqing disappeared!

Xu Yao's emotions, which had just calmed down a little, came up again. He became anxious and quickened his pace, anxiously searching for that familiar figure.

He wanted to run through every ward to confirm, but Xu Yao still forced himself to pay close attention to the signs around him.

Xu Yao looked up at the signs that said Pediatric Emergency Department, X-ray, Radiation Therapy, etc. Finally, when he saw a Taiping Street sign, his heart skipped a beat. His feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he walked very slowly. He finally

reached the door of the morgue, but he didn't have the courage to push open the door. He didn't plan to go in, but because he didn't want to think about it.

Mu Mo Xiaoqing would definitely not be in here.

Xu Yao turned around and ran towards the direction of the emergency room sign. He tried to smile, maybe Mo Xiaoqing hadn't had time to be transferred to the ward yet.

He ran in that direction.

When he arrived at the ward, a stretcher passed by him. The woman lying on it had been burned beyond recognition, with her flesh and blood tangled together. He could even smell the smell of burnt bacon.

Next to the stretcher, a doctor trotted behind, the stethoscope hanging on his chest kept jumping.

The stretcher squeaked as it rubbed against the ground, and the patient pushed by the nurse anxiously ran forward as fast as he could.

Sometimes life is so fragile that in a moment of thought, it is very likely to become a matter of life and death.

Xu Yao was afraid to go into the hospital. His job required him to face life and death, but deep down he was extremely afraid of facing life and death.

The sharp sound of the whistle echoed throughout the entire white corridor, and was amplified many times in the empty space, making this place full of tension, pressure and pain.

The blue curtains separated the ward into very small beds. The patients were groaning and crying, and the nurses could not help but scream. A real drama of joy and sorrow is being played out here all the time.

Xu Yao searched for bed after bed, but to his disappointment, he could not find Mo Xiaoqing after searching several wards.

Now the nurse behind Xu Yao had disappeared without a trace.

He looked up at these busy figures, and he could guess how terrible this fire was.