Chapter 558 Two Patients

He used the remote control on his key ring to open the door, and they got into the car.

"Get down on the floor."

He said, putting his hand on the back of her head and pressing down, urging her to do as ordered.

She crouched on the floor of the car's back seat.

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 Ziluo tightly. The girl was breathing rapidly and her eyes were blurry. It was obvious that she had a heart attack.

He started the engine and pressed the garage door switch on the remote.

The garage door lifts up and the lights in the ceiling automatically turn on.

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 inside the car.

She suppressed a scream, raised her arms to protect her head, and instinctively protected Ziluo. The girl's breathing was almost gone, her face became more and more ugly, and her lips were extremely blue.

The second shot penetrated the front seat door and the back of the front seat within a few centimeters of Song Moting's arm.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was frightened, but he was even more worried about Ziluo.

"Ziluo is dying."

Song Moting stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and shifted gears smoothly to accelerate.

"Get down."

He said he dodged the third shot that shattered the driver's window at the last moment.

He drove towards the double iron gates of the wall.

She didn't have time to prepare for the impact before she hit the front seat amid the scream of metal, shattering glass and a steady stream of automatic weapons fire.

One of the iron gates had fallen off, and half of the overturned iron gate was pressed against the hood.

"Are you okay?"

Song Moting asked loudly while shifting gears and reversing.

The iron gate spun and slid to the ground.

He shifted gears again, and the car rushed forward again, passing through the iron gate with a harsh metallic sound.

Rushed out.

"I'm fine. Look at the road. It's Ziluo who's in trouble."

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at Ziluo unconscious.

This child couldn't hold on. If it weren't for Mu Shaocheng's selfishness, she would have been able to recover safely now, but now she has to suffer like this.

Jiang Xiaoxiao glanced at the little boy and could only see the round butt.

Jiang Xiaoxiao took out the peach juice and drank it for Ziluo.

Amidst the impact, Jiang Xiaoxiao's hand shook, and peach juice spread on the carpet in the car.

Fortunately it's just regular peach juice.

Seeing Ziluo breathing steadily, Jiang Xiaoxiao felt relieved.

The car was not driving as smoothly as before, but bumpy and bumpy.

Apparently the engine was hit by a bullet, but at least they were out of the villa complex.

"We have to ditch the car."

Song Moting said, looking back at the rear.

All that was left of the car's rearview mirror was a broken metal frame, and the mirror had long been turned into pieces and scattered on the floor.

Two cars roared past, and a simple gesture made Song Moting feel relieved.

But he didn't know that person at all, but he used their usual terminology.

Song Moting was suspicious.

Did Jin Dachuan bring someone here?

But why didn't you contact him?

"We have two kids now."

Jiang Xiaoxiao wanted to groan. With a child carrying an oxygen tank and a little devil, it was God's will to kill them.

Looking back over the tattered seat.

The brightly lit villa looks like a mini city from a distance.

She saw equally spaced pairs of lights, now abundantly represented by car headlights.

"They're coming after me."

she says.

They turned a corner and the villa disappeared from sight in a thick forest.

He pulled off the road and slowed down into the woods.

The car bumped among branches and rocks. He didn't apply the brake, just in case the brake light would still come on.

He stopped and turned off the car when they were far enough away from the road that the car's body would not reflect the headlights of passing cars.

They sat in silence, listening to what seemed like gunfire from the pursuing vehicles.

"What to do now?" Jiang Xiaoxiao asked.

"Let's go, someone will pick us up after another three kilometers."

He used the barrel of a gun to break the lampshades and bulbs in the car so that when the door was opened, the lights would not reveal their position.

She carefully climbed up from the floor.

Broken glass covered her hair, shoulders and seat.

It was dark in the woods.

The door on her side wouldn't open, possibly because the door lock was hit by a bullet.

Fortunately, Song Moting took over the job, destroyed the door lock, and took over Zi Luo.

Zi Luo is still in a coma. Although the peach juice has been poured in, it will take time for it to take effect.

Jiang Xiaoxiao took the little boy out and put him on the ground, "Shake him up."

They bent down and shook the shards of glass out of their hair and bodies.

Her arms and shoulders stung a little, but she felt carefully to make sure she wasn't bleeding.

It's not easy for them to be alive, and it's even more of a miracle that they weren't cut by the glass.

After her eyes got used 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 be shot, and it was very important to them that he was safe and sound.

"He wasn't shot, he was cut by the glass."

He sounded furious.

It was too dangerous to run in the dark woods, and they could sprain their ankles or even break their bones if they were not careful, so they walked cautiously through the woods in the opposite direction of the road, stopping every now and then to listen for any pursuers.

The sounds on the road were getting farther and farther away, but Muchen's men should be chasing them soon.

They walked out of the woods and onto a secondary road.

The sound of a 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 down, and Jiang Xiaoxiao nervously went to check.

"There's a car."

He said, grabbing her arm and holding the child, leaving the road.

"Lie down!"

The lights of the car rushed towards them in the dark.

She lay in the grass, and Song Moting lay between her and the road with the child in his arms.

The car whizzed past.

They sat up slowly.

Jiang Xiaoxiao checked the little boy, and the glass fragments cut his arm, but the child didn't say a word.

He fainted from excessive blood loss.

Give him 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 his back.

"Three kilometers, we have to walk over there. Now I don't know if Mu Feng has dealt with Mu Chen, we are not safe yet."

Pushing Jiang Xiaoxiao forward.

Jiang Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth and followed his steps forward.

Song Moting was 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.

After escaping death this time, she will cherish her life more and cherish the happiness with her family.

I hope it will end soon.