Chapter 332

"Mo Mo, are you sure where the city is? Is it a coincidence?" Zhang Guohua asked again, anxiously looking at the scenery on both sides of the window.

Although he should believe in the spiritual connection between an Zhimo and Huo Chengshen, the more he looks at the scenery on the roadside, the more desolate it is. It doesn't feel like a place for Tibetans.

Now, an Zhimo's heart is like playing drums, so she doesn't have much energy to deal with Zhang Guohua's problem. With a long sigh, an Zhimo finally decided to believe herself once.

Nodding seriously, an Zhimo answered positively, "I'm sure he must be there. Because Zheng sichen liked quiet villages before, we often came to these villages to play."

The expression on an Zhi Mo's face was very firm, and there was no sense of joking at all. Zhang Guohua's heart settled after seeing it in his eyes.

Turning to the driver driving next to him, Zhang Guohua urged coldly: "hurry up, the faster the better."

After all, this is a major event related to human life. The later they go, the greater the danger of Huocheng. They can't afford the consequences of slow speed.

The car finally turned seven and eight to a strange place under the command of an Zhimo. Looking at the familiar scene, an Zhimo was in a complicated mood for a time. When she came here with Zheng sichen, she didn't seem to think that one day she would come here again, just to find another man she loved.

The absence of an Zhimo was seen by Zhang Guohua. Combined with their love and hate, Zhang Guohua immediately understood her feelings now. Knowing that he had no way to say anything, he finally patted her on the shoulder and reminded her, "let's go to Chengshen first."

Then she thought of their purpose to come here. An Zhimo hurriedly took back the lost look, and then ran to a small house on the other side with Zhang Guohua and the driver they brought.

"The city is deep!"

In a shabby little house, Huo Chengshen, covered with blood, was lying there motionless. The original clean clothes were worn out, and the snow-white shirt was covered with blood everywhere.

Seeing this Huocheng deep, an Zhimo's legs were soft, and the whole person couldn't help leaning forward.

Catch an Zhimo and don't let her fall. Zhang Guohua motioned with his eyes to the driver who came in with them to have a look at the situation in Huocheng.

"Don't touch him, you are not allowed to touch him!" seeing the driver walking slowly to Huo Chengshen, an Zhimo conditionally shook off Zhang Guohua's hand and ran to him quickly, protecting him tightly.

At this time, an Zhimo was like a little hedgehog with thorns all over. She kept Huocheng deep and didn't let anyone near him.

Zhang Guohua suddenly felt a burst of heartache, but finally his wit overcame the heartache. He slowly walked to an Zhimo, carefully opened his mouth and comforted: "Mo Mo, now the city is deeply hurt, so we must send him to the hospital as soon as possible. If you listen, let's take him to the hospital first, shall we take him to the hospital?"

Distracted, she looked at the Huo Chengshen lying on the ground, and looked at Zhang Guohua talking to her next to her. An Zhimo seemed to be trying hard to distinguish whether it was true or not. Finally, she nodded heavily and promised: "I'm sorry, i... I can't accept it for a while."

Fortunately, Zhang Guohua woke her up, otherwise she might have been immersed in such a godless state. While Zhang Guohua said that sentence, he completely woke her up.

"You move him carefully, he has a lot of wounds." she knew that she didn't have so much strength to move Huocheng deep into the car, so she could only give instructions when others moved.

"Ding Ding Dong..." when several people carefully put Huocheng deep into the car, a crisp telephone ring interrupted several people's thoughts.

Pressing the answer button in a hurry, an Zhimo's eyes still stared at Huo Chengshen not far away.

"What are you talking about? Lu Yunyi's children are sick? Didn't you let you take good care of them? OK, I know. You wait for me at home for a while, and I'll go back in a minute. By the way, don't forget to call the hospital first." the servant at the other end of the phone whispered the situation of Lu Yunyi at home. An Zhimo was nervous and even trembled.

An Zhimo's pale little face turned a little whiter. Zhang Guohua looked at her worried and asked in a low voice, "what's the matter? What happened to Lu Yunyi?" just now he vaguely heard Lu Yunyi's words. It must be something wrong with her.

Unable to rub her forehead, an Zhimo looked at Huocheng deeply and told Zhang Guohua: "Dad, will you help me send Chengshen to the hospital? Lu Yunyi's child is sick. It seems that it is a little serious. I need to go and see them now. After all, they are still in our home."

Zhang Guohua naturally nodded in a hurry and gently told an Zhimo to pay attention to safety. Then he took huochengshen to the car with the driver.

"Doctor, how is the patient now? Is there any danger?" when an Zhimo hurried back to the villa as fast as possible, the doctors had arrived there and examined the baby.

The doctors looked at each other and gave her a positive answer after confirming the unified answer: "miss an, our suggestion is to take the children to the hospital first. The medical conditions there are better."

Before the doctor's words fell to the ground, Lu Yunyi over there was already crying.

Frowning and looking at the crying pear blossom with rain Lu Yunyi, an Zhimo nodded and hurriedly arranged for someone to take the baby to the hospital.

It has been a long time since the party finally arrived at the hospital and went through the relevant formalities. After repeatedly determining from the doctor that the baby was ok, an Zhimo was relieved.

Fortunately, there's nothing wrong with the baby. If there's anything wrong, she's afraid she won't forgive herself in her life.

"How did you appear here?" suddenly saw the familiar figure outside the ward. An Zhimo's vigilance was immediately mentioned to the highest, and even his words were full of anger.

Ignoring an Zhimo, Zheng sichen directly opened the door and came in. He looked at Lu Yun by the hospital bed and walked to the baby: "don't you know why I came here? Take my son to the hospital? You'd better pray that nothing will happen to him, or don't blame me for being rude."

Looking at the sleeping baby on the hospital bed, the air around Zheng sichen was a lot colder.