Chapter 558 Two Patients
He opened the door with the remote on his key ring and they got into the car.
"Get down on the floor."
He said, placing his hand on the back of her head and pushing it down, urging her to do as he was told.
She crouched on the floor in the back seat of the sedan.
The little boy had already obediently shrunk into the gap between the seats, protecting his little head and sticking his butt out like a little ostrich.
Jiang Xiaoxiao hugged Zi Luo tightly. The girl was breathing rapidly and her eyes were dazed. It was obvious that she had a heart attack.
He started the engine and pressed the garage door opener on the remote.
The garage door rose up and the lights in the ceiling came on automatically.
He glanced at her, smiled, and put the car into first gear.
He stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed forward silently.
The first shot shattered the window above her head, scattering broken glass throughout the car.
She held back a scream, raised her arms to protect her head, and instinctively protected Zi Luo. The girl was almost out of breath, her face became increasingly uglier, and her lips were very blue and purple.
The second shot penetrated the front door and the front seat back, which was less than a few centimeters away from Song Moting's arm.
Jiang Xiaoxin was frightened, but she was more worried about Zi Luo.
"Zi Luo is dying."
Song Moting stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and smoothly changed gears to accelerate.
"Get down."
He said he narrowly avoided a third shot that shattered the driver's window.
He drove towards the double iron gate of the wall.
She had no time to brace for the impact before she slammed into the front seat amid the screaming of metal, shattering glass, and a steady stream of automatic weapons fire.
One of the iron gates had fallen off, and half of the fallen iron gate was pressed on the hood.
"Are you all right?"
Song Moting asked loudly while changing gears and reversing.
The iron gate spun and slid to the ground.
He changed gears again, and the car rushed forward again, rolling through the iron gate with a harsh metallic sound.
Rushed out.
"I'm fine, just watch the road, the one in trouble is Zi Luo."
Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at Zi Luo who was unconscious.
This child couldn't hold on. If it weren't for Mu Shaocheng's selfishness, she could have recovered safely, but now she has to suffer like this.
Jiang Xiaoxiao glanced at the little boy and could only see his round butt.
Jiang Xiaoxiao took out some peach juice and gave it to Ziluo to drink.
Amid the crash, Jiang Xiaoxiao's hand trembled and peach juice spilled onto the carpet in the car.
Fortunately, it was just ordinary peach juice.
Seeing Zi Luo's breathing had stabilized, Jiang Xiaoxiao felt relieved.
The car was not driving as smoothly as before, but was bumpy and stopped from time to time.
Apparently the engine had been hit by bullets, but at least they were out of the villa area.
"We have to ditch the car."
Song Moting said, turning back to look behind.
All that was left of the car's rearview mirror was a broken metal frame, and the mirror had long since shattered into pieces scattered all over the ground.
Two cars whizzed past, and a simple gesture made Song Moting feel relieved.
But he didn't know that person at all, but he used the terminology they were used to.
Song Moting was suspicious.
Jin Dachuan brought people here?
But why didn't you contact him?
“We have two kids now.”
Jiang Xiaoxiao wanted to moan. They were carrying a child with an oxygen tank and a little kid. It was God's will that they would die.
Looking back over the top of the tattered seat.
The brightly lit villa looks like a mini city from a distance.
She saw lights in pairs, evenly spaced, and now there were more car headlights.
"They are chasing us."
She said.
They turned a bend and a dense forest made the villa disappear from sight.
He pulled off the road, slowed down and drove into the woods.
The car bounced over branches and rocks, and he didn't brake, just in case the brake lights came on again.
He stopped the car once they were far enough from the road that it wouldn't reflect the headlights of passing cars.
They sat in silence, listening to what seemed to be gunfire coming from the pursuing vehicles.
"What should we do now?" Jiang Xiaoxiao asked.
"Let's go. Someone will pick us up in another three kilometers."
He used the barrel of his gun to break the light covers and bulbs in the car so that when the door was opened, the light would not reveal their location.
She carefully picked herself up from the floor.
Broken glass covered her hair, shoulders, and the seat.
It was dark in the woods.
The door on her side wouldn't open, probably because the lock was hit by a bullet.
Fortunately, Song Moting took over the job, broke the door lock, and took Zi Luo over.
Zi Luo is still in a coma. Even though the peach juice has been poured into her, it will take time for it to take effect.
Jiang Xiaoxiao took the little boy out, put him on the ground, and said, "Shake him up."
They bent down and shook off the broken glass that was stuck on their hair and bodies.
Her arms and shoulders stung a little, but she felt carefully to make sure she wasn't bleeding.
It was not easy for them to be alive, and it was even more of a miracle that they were not cut by the glass.
After her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she saw that half of Song Moting's face was darker.
Her heart sank.
"You've been shot."
She tried to speak in a calm tone.
He couldn't get shot, his safety was very important to them.
"It wasn't a bullet, it was a cut from glass."
He sounded very angry.
Running in the dark woods was too dangerous. If you were not careful, you could sprain your ankle or even break a bone. Therefore, they carefully ran through the woods in the opposite direction of the road, stopping from time to time to listen for any pursuers.
The sounds on the road were getting farther and farther away, but Muchen's men should be catching up soon.
They emerged from the woods onto a secondary road.
The loud explosion startled them.
Since they were out of the woods, she could see that his head was still bleeding.
His clothes were dirty and torn, and her own were not much better.
She tried to adjust her pace to make her feet more comfortable and tried to focus her mind on the present.
The little boy fell to the ground, and Jiang Xiaoxiao went to check on him nervously.
“Yes.”
He said, grabbing her arm and holding the child, and moving away from the road.
"Get down!"
The lights of cars were racing toward them in the darkness.
She lay in the grass, and Song Moting lay between her and the road, holding the child.
Cars whizzed by.
They sat up slowly.
Jiang Xiaoxiao checked on the little boy. The glass fragments cut his arm, but the child didn't say a word.
He fainted due to excessive blood loss.
Give him some peach juice.
Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at Song Moting worriedly, "What should we do now? We can't go far with two children."
Both are seriously ill now.
Song Moting picked up Zi Luo, and Jiang Xiaoxiao had to carry the little fat boy on her back.
"We have to walk three kilometers. I don't know if Mu Feng has dealt with Mu Chen yet. We are not safe yet."
Pushing Jiang Xiaoxiao forward.
Jiang Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth and followed him forward.
Song Moting is right.
They are not safe yet.
Everything is still unknown.
The child in her arms unconsciously put his hand on Jiang Xiaoxiao's neck, and the warm breath made Jiang Xiaoxiao miss her own glutinous rice balls.
Having escaped death this time, she will cherish her life more and the happiness with her family.
Hope it ends soon.
(End of this chapter)
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