Chapter 118 Dangerous Engagement Ceremony (Part 2)
Chapter 118 Dangerous Engagement Ceremony (2)
Zhao Xiaoting smiled softly, covered his hand with her other hand comfortingly, and said, "Don't worry, it's okay."
No matter when, she never forgot her responsibilities. She was a doctor, and this old man was her patient.
"Everyone hold your breath first. We have to go downstairs to escape." As she said this, she took Luo Rongguang's hand and led him out.
The smoke in the corridor was even thicker, and the stairs were almost invisible.
"Ahem... I can't see the fire. Is there no fire at all?" Dongfang Wenjing asked doubtfully. As soon as she spoke, she couldn't help but cough harder.
I groped my way to the stairs, and could already vaguely see the gorgeously dressed guests running around in the hall on the first floor like confused rats. Many tables and chairs had been knocked over because of panic, and some people were even more afraid. Crying and howling.
"Do you know who cherishes life the most and is most afraid of death?" Behind him, Luo Rongguang still had time to ask Zhao Xiaoting.
"People with money and power." Zhao Xiaoting, who originally didn't want to talk to him, pinched her wrist, and replied with a sneer. "Just like you."
"Am I afraid of death?" Luo Rongguang smiled and shook his head. Unfortunately, Zhao Xiaoting didn't have eyes behind her and couldn't see his expression.
It was obvious that the people in the hall had been sealed somehow. Someone smashed the door with a bench seven or eight times. The bench was smashed, but the glass door remained motionless.
In the middle of the living room, I could vaguely see the smoke coming from the fire. I guess that was the source of the burnt smell.
"What's going on? Dad... Dad... do you still have the key there?" Luo Bingwen, who was walking at the back, saw this scene and screamed in panic.
"Idiot, what do I do with a key when I have nothing to do?" Luo Rongguang snorted.
There might be something wrong with the smoke, as people began to fall to the ground in the hall. Zhao Xiaoting and Dongfang Wenjing also felt that it was getting more and more difficult to breathe, and they no longer had any strength left in their bodies. He knew that it would be more dangerous to stay here for a long time, but his feet were so weak that he couldn't move at all.
"I want to get out, I don't want to die yet." Luo Bingwen shouted in panic.
Dongfang Wenjing used all her strength to move forward, thinking that for a person like him, if the situation had not forced her, she would rather die than agree to marry him.
Zhao Xiaoting snorted disdainfully, thinking that it was no wonder that his own father looked down on him. He looked like a talented person, but he turned out to be just an embroidered pillow - a straw bag.
Just when Zhao Xiaoting was feeling a little desperate, she heard a loud crash from the door. The hall suddenly became brighter, and a voice followed and shouted: "Xiaoting, Wenjing, where are you?"
Upon hearing this voice, Dongfang Wenjing's body couldn't help but tremble. Why is this voice so familiar? It's him, why is he here?
"Brother, is it you? Brother, I'm standing on the stairs." Zhao Xiaoting was so excited that she never thought about how her brother knew Dongfang Wenjing.
"Xiaoting, Xiaoting, don't be afraid, brother is here. Wenjing...Is Dongfang Wenjing with you?" Zhao Jianhui said as he rushed in like a whirlwind.
At the door of the hall, there were two people guiding the crowd out: "Everyone, please slow down and pay attention to safety."
"Xiaoting..."
"Brother, I'm here..."
Zhao Jianhui rushed over, grabbed Zhao Xiaoting, and looked carefully. I wonder who the person squatting behind her was Dongfang Wenjing?
Zhao Jianhui breathed a sigh of relief, stretched his other arm under Dongfang Wenjing's body, and lifted her up with one hand: "Hold my neck tight, I will take you out right now."
"Brother, let me go and save the old man first..."
Luo Rongguang covered his mouth with his hand and couldn't stop coughing. Hearing that Zhao Xiaoting was still thinking about him at this time, he couldn't help but be secretly moved, thinking that this girl was really kind-hearted.
"Can you still stand up?" Zhao Jianhui asked in his ear.
"I...ahem...it's okay..." Luo Rongguang felt suffocated now, but he mustered up the energy to answer Zhao Jianhui. Zhao Jianhui turned around and squatted down: "Lie on my back and I will take you out."
This time, the stubborn old man was not stubborn at all. He lay on Zhao Jianhui's back obediently and hugged Zhao Jianhui's neck tightly with his hands.
The moment they walked out of the small building, the four people gasped with their mouths open at the same time. I have never felt that the air filling the air is so precious and makes people feel so happy.
In front of the flower pond in front of the small building, a beautiful woman stood quietly with a smile on her lips. Her beautiful figure was so unique. By her side. Two sturdy men stepped on a man with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
Seeing Zhao Jianhui holding two beauties in one hand and an old man running out of the small building behind him, Zhou Wanyi had a sweet smile on her face and acted calmly.
This noble and elegant gesture was originally meant for Dongfang Wenjing to see. No matter how generous Zhou Wanyi appeared on the outside, she was still unconsciously a little jealous of the woman who might compete with her for the same man. disturbed.
It's a pity that Dongfang Wenjing couldn't see her pretending to be generous. Being held in Zhao Jianhui's arms, she was a little shy. In addition, Zhao Jianhui rushed out of the room like the wind. Dongfang Wenjing only cared about hugging Zhao Jianhui's neck, how could she dare to open her eyes?
"Help me get the person." Zhao Jianhui ran to Zhou Wanyi and asked for help. Zhou Wanyi curled her lips and thought that she had never seen such a thick-skinned person, who actually asked me to help take care of your other little lover.
Thinking in her heart, she still walked over and took Zhao Xiaoting. Luo Rongguang behind him had already got off Zhao Jianhui's back by himself, sat on the ground, gasping for breath, and his face turned a little purple.
"What's going on? Who deliberately poisoned it?" Luo Rongguang asked in a trembling voice before he could catch his breath.
"Are you still talking? Sit on the ground and rest for a while. We will go back to the hospital immediately. I will do a thorough check for you. The smoke just now can not only make people comatose, but also harmful to the human body." Zhao Xiaoting heard Luo Rongguang talking, and immediately broke away from Zhou Wanyi's hand, walked up to him and stopped him.
"Hey, you little girl, you are getting bolder and bolder. You dare to take care of my affairs? This place is not a hospital. Why should I listen to you?" It seems that old man Luo has recovered a lot of spirit and can even argue with Zhao Xiaoting.
Zhao Xiaoting didn't let him at all. She snorted and said, "You are a patient, I am a doctor, and I have to take care of you no matter where you are. If you talk again, I will give you an injection to see if you can still... Hey, where is my medicine box? Brother, have you seen the yellow bag in my hand?"
When Zhao Xiaoting came out of the hospital, she was afraid that Luo Rongguang would have an accident, but she felt that it was not appropriate to carry a white medicine box to attend the engagement ceremony, so she used a yellow convenient bag to pack several emergency medicines and medical tools. But I don't know where I threw it when I ran out of the small building just now.
Zhao Jianhui shook his head, thinking that he was only concerned about saving people just now, who would care about anything else?
Zhao Xiaoting was about to go into the small building, and Zhao Jianhui stopped her: "What are you doing, the poisonous smoke inside hasn't dissipated yet?"
"Brother, those medicines are very important, what if..." She looked at Luo Rongguang, but didn't say the word "sick".
"You wait here, I'll go in and find it." Zhao Jianhui said, rushing in before Zhao Xiaoting.