Chapter 1380 The Punishment of Love (4)

His fingertips slid and he sent a text message.

What are you doing?

After holding the phone for a long time, there was no response from An Ziqi.

Xiao Moli frowned slightly. No matter what An Ziqi was doing, she would never fail to reply to his text messages.

Even if he is busy, he will text him back and say hello.

I dialed the number directly. After the phone rang for a long time, no one answered.

A bad premonition flashed through Xiao Moli's heart, and the relaxed expression on his face gradually faded.

He pursed his lips and said to the driver in front of him, "Drive faster."

The driver saw the bad expression on his face and didn't dare to ask any more questions. He stepped on the accelerator and accelerated towards the filming site.

The car arrived there, but before it stopped in the distance, Xiao Moli saw a group of people coming in and out of the scene, and it was chaos.

The already ugly face suddenly turned frighteningly gloomy. Before the car came to a stop, Xiao Moli opened the car door and ran toward the crowd.

"You guys, take these children away first."

"There are two children with minor scratches. Take them over first and let the volunteers take care of them."

"And you guys, be careful. Her head is injured and bleeding, and she was hit directly in the back. It's not sure whether she was injured or not. You all should be careful."

There were chaotic sounds from over there.

Two staff members rushed out of the crowd, each holding a wet child in their arms.

A man holding a phone in his hand and calling the hospital in a panic looked up and saw Xiao Moli.

Stuttering, she looked at him and said, "Li... Young Master Li, you... why are you here?"

"Where's An Ziqi?" Xiao Moli asked eagerly.

The man raised his hand tremblingly and pointed to the place where the incident occurred surrounded by the crowd, "That... over there."

Xiao Moli's heart sank completely, and he quickly rushed into the noisy crowd over there.

The mud on the floor splashed onto his clean clothes, but he couldn't care less about that at the moment.

Using force with his hands, he tried his best to push away the crowd, and saw that the scene built inside collapsed.

The rain from the rain made the scene muddy. On the muddy ground in the middle, an injured woman lay, and the muddy water on the ground was mixed with traces of blood.

"Be careful, be careful, her waist may be injured, so be careful when lifting her."

Several staff members were nervously surrounding the woman, carefully moving her onto the homemade stretcher.

Xiao Moli looked at the familiar figure covered in mud and water, and felt as if his breathing had stopped for a moment.

He stepped forward suddenly, raised his hands to push away the two staff members in front of him, and rushed forward.

"An'an."

All the staff nearby were startled, and then they noticed that Xiao Moli had arrived out of nowhere.

For a moment, there was no sound.

The staff nearby looked at him and hesitated to speak, but no one dared to speak.

Xiao Moli looked at the person on the ground in front of him. At this moment, his hands were painfully covering the wound on his forehead, almost covering half of his face. Blood seeped out from between his fingers, and his small face was covered with mud.

She raised her hands to pick the person up, but thinking about what those people said just now, she might have hurt her waist, she was afraid of making her injury more serious.

He shouted in a hoarse voice, "An'an."

Just as he was about to reach out to hold her hand, a small force tapped on his shoulder.