Chapter 47

Her first reaction is to call for help, but she and the mobile phone, has long been separated by fire.

The fire started from the quilt she had fallen to the ground and was about to burn on her.

Jiang Shiran looks frightened and opens the quilt. The whole person rolls under the bed.

She took a look at the direction of the window, and then looked back at the fire spreading behind her. She had to climb to the window and try to jump down.

Seeing the fire getting bigger and bigger, and getting closer to her.

Reaching out his hands and trying to climb to the window, the smoke was getting bigger and bigger, almost drowning everything here.

By the moonlight outside the window, she could barely tell which side was the window.

Seeing the fire getting bigger and bigger, her hands crawled hard to get to the curtain.

Leaning against the window, holding the curtain, I have no strength to climb up the window.

Hands on the ground, breathing hard.

The sight became more and more blurred, and she could hardly hold on.

Jiahui mother, I'm sorry, Ranran may not be able to accompany you.

Jiang Shiran's hand is hanging on the ground, and his breath becomes weaker and weaker.

Suddenly, the door was kicked open.

From Xiaoji dressed in a wet quilt rushed in, looking for a circle in the room, only to find Jiang Shiran who fell under the window.

He walked quickly to Jiang Shiran's side, picked her up and ran outside.

"Ranran, I'm Xiaoji. Wake up."

While running, he tries to talk to Jiang Shiran.

The man in the arms moved twice, opened his eyes and looked at the red face reflected by the fire light from Xiaoji.

All of a sudden, the door panel behind him turned away from Xiaoji because the door frame was burned out and had no support.

"Brother Ji, be careful."

As a result, it is still too late. The door plank hits on the leg of Xiaoji, and Jiang Shiran is also thrown out.

Li Xiaoji looks at Jiang Shiran who falls on the ground. She grits her teeth and throws the quilt away. She grabs the hot door panel and throws it aside. Then she gets up and walks towards her side.

At the moment when Xiaoji approaches, Jiang Shiran smells the smell of burnt meat.

Bury your head in Xiaoji's arms, tears down her cheek.

Run out of the burning house, from Xiaoji put Jiang Shiran into the ambulance, then fell down.

When Liang Qiancheng came back, the fire in the house had been extinguished by the fire brigade, leaving only a black frame there.

Just now the doctor called and said that song Jiahui suddenly fell into a coma. He rushed over and sent her to England overnight.

Who knows, only two hours after he left, the house turned to ashes.

He rushed over and grabbed one of the firefighters by the collar angrily, leaving his legs dangling.

"There is also a woman in it."

"Cool, Mr. Liang, are you talking about Miss Jiang? She was saved by the young master who left home and was sent to the hospital. "

See Liang Qiancheng that pair of red eyes, the firefighters speak some not too agile.

"Which hospital?"

Hearing the news that Jiang Shiran was rescued, he finally relieved himself, loosened the collar of the firefighters and continued to ask.

"Municipal People's hospital."

After the firemen's feet came back to the ground, they were more confident.

Liang Qiancheng holds the steering wheel in both hands and does not mean to go to the hospital to see Jiang Shiran.

Pick up the cigarette above the console, habitually ignite a cigarette, looking at the light of the fire, lost in thought.

Did that stupid woman commit suicide because he sent song Jiahui to England and felt she had nothing left?

No way. That woman would never do that.

She is the most afraid of death, although she used to love racing, but every time she will ensure the safety of her life.

Prison, something must have happened in prison to make her so extreme.

Put out the cigarette butt, put it in the garbage can, and start driving towards the prison.

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