Chapter 1306

"Stop!" Qu Shaochen goes to the bottom and just wants to raise his feet. Zhong Tianxu shoots him in front of his feet and forbids him to move forward.

Qu Shaochen looks up at him with sharp eyes.

Zhong Tianxu was so scared by his eyes that he felt guilty. Then he looked back at the driver's direction and yelled, "take off quickly!"

"Zhong Tianxu!" Qu Shaochen's brow is tight and wrinkled, and he is about to climb up.

Zhong Tianxu's voice suddenly rang, "don't you want your son? I'll give it to you now... "

With that, he lifted Ozawa up, and then threw Ozawa down with a "bang" without giving anyone a chance to react.

It's like throwing a stone at the beach. It's hard.

In this way, Ozawa was not heavy body, flying out of control.

For a moment, everyone was shocked.

Mujing orange looks at Ozawa flying to the sky in horror. She rushes out like crazy.

Ozawa is a reflex issued a scream of panic.

All the soldiers on the scene were stunned and didn't know what to do.

Only Qu Shaochen!

He was the only one who responded immediately and flew out.

He used up all his energy, exhausted all his directions, and flew to the place where Ozawa might fall at the fastest speed. At the same time, he prevented Zhong Tianxu from mending his gun in the middle of Zhong Tianxu and Ozawa.

Until "bang", Ozawa's body fell heavily in his arms.

At the same time, countless shots were fired.

The man behind him didn't even have a chance to hum, so he was pierced by countless bullets, and his whole body was instantly beaten into a sieve.

And Mu Jing orange, also galloped to the side of area little Chen and small Ze.

When she saw Ozawa's pale face, the dried up blood stains on his forehead, and his body trembling slightly because of panic, she held her son in her arms like crazy and burst into tears.

The night is dark.

Suddenly, there are many more military vehicles on the highway in B city.

Although they are moving at the fastest speed, they have formed an encirclement, which surrounds two social vehicles.

In the front of the social vehicle, Fang Weide has stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. He looks at the boy in the rearview mirror anxiously, and his iron man turns red.

On the back seat, Murai orange hugs Ozawa tightly, but he seems to be asleep. He doesn't speak or even cry. He just closes his eyes tightly.

Mu Jing orange distressed don't know how to do, just keep kissing his little hand, his forehead, tears flow constantly.

Qu Shaochen is more distressed red eyes, but did not dare to think bad things, can only hold Ozawa's hand while loving, while gently hugging Mu Jing orange, indicating that she will be OK.

The atmosphere in the whole carriage was very low.

The other car was Yi junyang's. He didn't trust Ozawa, so he followed him all the way. His face was very ugly, and he even regretted it.

Along the way, all the vehicles gave way, from the airport to the benevolence hospital, a total of 80 kilometers, they only took more than ten minutes to arrive.

At the door of the hospital, there are already medical staff ready to be there.

When they saw a line of troops coming, they were all stunned. They didn't start to move until they saw Qu Shaochen and Mu Jingcheng rushing out of the crowd with Ozawa in their arms.

In the rescue room, Mujing orange and Qu Shaochen accompany Ozawa.

Looking at Ozawa's small body lying on the cold operating table, the tears of Mu Jing orange blocked the sight again, and the eyes of Qu Shaochen were wet.

"Fortunately, I didn't hurt my internal organs." Professor Chen roughly checked Ozawa's body, "it's just trauma, it's not a big problem!"

Qu Shaochen gently nodded his head, turned his head and looked at Mu Jingcheng, who was crying more and more fiercely. He gently held her in his arms. "Don't worry, my son will be OK."

But having said that, how could they not worry?

Although the whole process is less than two hours, these two hours are longer and more terrible than two hundred years.

They can't imagine how Ozawa spent the long two hours, and what kind of mentality he faced Zhong Tianxu.

They can't imagine that if they don't catch Ozawa when he is thrown out, if Zhong Tianxu shoots.

The consequence What kind of terror?

Mujing orange dare not recall all that, because every moment, let her panic, is heartache.

She didn't know how Ozawa was treated, and she didn't know how scared Ozawa was at the moment. She only knew Damn her!

If it wasn't for her, Ozawa wouldn't have had an accident.

Even if there is an accident, we should have our own company.But I But when he needed himself most, he didn't accompany him.

Not protecting him, taking care of him.

She's such a failure as a mother.

She doesn't deserve to be Ozawa's mother!

"The operation is smooth, the child is safe, you can rest assured!" Professor Chen finished his work very quickly. He looked at Ozawa's pale face, then sighed sincerely. Then he looked up at Qu Shaochen and Mu Jingcheng, "the physical problem is not big, but the psychology..."

Mujing orange and Qu Shaochen look up at Professor Chen with a more dignified look. Seeing that he wants to talk but stops, Mujing orange can't help asking "Professor Chen, what do you mean..."

"Nothing!" Professor Chen looked at her eyes, which were already red with tears. After thinking for a while, he didn't say, "the child will wake up soon. It's good to change the dressing on time. If..." He gave a pause. "Call me whenever you need anything."

"Good!" District Little Chen should a, the vision falls on the body of small Ze.

Mujing orange saw that Professor Chen didn't say anything, so he put all his attention on Ozawa again.

Back in the ward, looking at Ozawa's pale face, Mujing orange's eyes are still red and swollen.

District less Chen love children, also love Mujing orange.

But at this time, he was very clear that Mujing orange could not leave, so he had to persuade her, "Ozawa should still sleep for a while, you should close your eyes to have a rest, or when your son wakes up, you will not have the spirit to play with him."

"I don't sleep!" Mu Jingcheng stubbornly shakes his head, tears rolling down with the amplitude of shaking his head.

Qu Shaochen sighed heavily, and then sat down on the other side, holding Ozawa's hand tightly like Mu Jingcheng, looking away. Although he knows that this will not help his child's recovery, he does not know why. Besides, he always feels that he can not find a way to make up for his child. He does not know what to do to make his heart feel better and make Ozawa better as soon as possible.