Chapter 17： Qing Qing was rescued (2/2)

It wasn't because of how bad Qingqing was hurt, but the layer of leaves under her body was too thick.

Both of Qingqing's short legs plunged deeply into it. It's really not easy to think about it.

"Mmm..."

There was a haunting struggling sound nearby, and Qingqing subconsciously turned his head and looked over, but saw nothing.

No way, it's still night, and the moonlight is blocked by the surrounding trees again. There is no light, and it's normal to see nothing.

As soon as this thought struck through my mind, a bright light flashed before my eyes.

The familiar flashlight light frightened Qingqing's heart suddenly, and then countless leaves were tossed away from underneath, and a little embarrassed head suddenly appeared.

"Huh... I'm suffocating me."

"!!!" Qing Qing swallowed the unspoken scream.

After recognizing who the other party was, she hurriedly crawled over with her hands and feet, helping the rice cakes to cut away the accumulated leaves on his body.

It was also at this time that Qingqing realized that the leaves under the mountain were far thicker than she had imagined.

Almost to the point where it can drown all the children.

Fortunately, Qing Qing is relatively light, and did not sink completely when he fell, otherwise it would be difficult to save himself.

The two children worked together and happily, finally rescued the rice cake from the fallen leaves.

"Where is this place?"

The rice cake was shining everywhere with a flashlight in his hand, and there was either a big tree or a big tree in sight, and it was impossible to tell the direction.

Qingqing's focus is somewhat different.

Her big curious eyes kept spinning on the flashlight, and she couldn't help but stretched out her hand and touched it carefully. She was cold and scared that she immediately retracted her hand.

"Brother Rice Cake would have this thing?"

"This?" The rice cake raised the flashlight, also a little confused: "I don't know, I just caught it by scratching it in the leaves."

It should have been just when the traffickers pushed people, they were accidentally thrown off along with them.

"What shall we do now?"

After curiosity, Qingqing also returned to the real problem.

Lost in the forest, for two children, is more dangerous than being taken away by traffickers.

"Stay here for the first time." The rice cake pulled Qingqing together and nested in the pit of leaves that they dug out. "It's too dangerous outside. Let's wait until dawn before we go out."

"Okay." Qingqing didn't have any better ideas, so he just listened to the rice cakes.

The night was silent, and two extremely tired little guys leaned against each other, gradually falling asleep with their heads resting on their heads.

Time passed slowly, and it was dawn.

The rice cake opened his eyes first and woke up hungry.

Rubbing his stomach uncomfortably, looking at the already bright sky, he turned his head to wake Qingqing: "Sister Qingqing, get up."

"..." No one answered.

The rice cake, who was instinctively wrong, turned around to check the situation of Qing Qing, but he started with a hot body.

"It's hot!"

Qingqing has a fever.

After suffering one after another, no matter how good the body is, Qingqing is only a three-year-old child with a delicate personality.

"Come on, help! Come on...Help..."

Holding Qingqing tightly, the rice cakes, who had been calm even after being abducted, couldn't help crying.

He was afraid that Qingqing would die, but he was helpless.

The panic and fear he had never had before left him cold in his hands and feet, and he could only cry helplessly while crying out desperately for help.

"Bird..." Qing Qing seemed to be awakened by the cry of rice cakes. She frowned, opened her eyes slowly, and made a weak voice.

"What? Sister Qingqing, you are awake!" Hearing the voice, the rice cake quickly lowered his head, and was surprised to find that Qingqing was awake.

"Little bird..." Qingqing kept repeating this sentence: "Follow the bird..."

"Little bird?" The rice cake looked around: "There are no birds here."

Not to mention the birds, he didn't even see a bug.

"There." Raising the arm strenuously, Qing Qing pointed to a position.

Looking at the nian gao, he still found nothing, but he resolutely decided to follow Qingqing's instructions.

Bend over and lifted Qing Qing on his back, and stepped on the pile of leaves with one foot shallow and one foot away from this area.

The choice of the two of them to leave was right, because after a while, a beast slowly came over, sniffing around, seeming to be looking for something.

Unfortunately, in the end nothing was found, and I had to leave with regret.

"Sister Qingqing, where are we going next?"

"there."

"and then?"

"Here."

Under Qingqing's seemingly nonsensical command, the nian gao and Qingqing really moved away from the mountains and forests a little bit, and gradually approached a place with humans.

As he walked, a slender and vigorous figure faintly appeared in front of him.

Nian Gao's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly called for help: "Help...Help..."

From a distance, the man seemed to have heard the call for help from the rice cake.

He got into shape, and then quickened his pace, like a cheetah attacking, rushing to the nian gao and Qing Qing.

Getting closer, the rice cakes can also see what this person looks like.

He was tall and straight, with a cold face, and his body was filled with a blood iron aura like a sharp sword.

It's just that when those trembling cold eyes fell on the nian gao, there was a slight soft flash, and there was a faint feeling of relief.

The nian gao opened her mouth blankly, a little unbelievable, but the tears fell straight down and burst into tears without warning.

"Wow...Uncle, why are you here?!"

"hold……"

Before the word ‘apology’ was finished, the rice cake suddenly stopped crying, and the small body with the Qing Qing on his back fell straight, and was immediately caught by a pair of powerful hands.

After checking his nephew nervously, he was only fainted from exhaustion, and Bai Qiyu was relieved.

In comparison, the situation of the strange little girl with a high fever is more dangerous.

Holding the two children together with one hand, Bai Qiyu turned around and walked back while taking out his mobile phone to make a call.

"I found it. Two children. One of them is having a high fever. Please inform everyone and the ambulance to come over. The location will be sent to you now."

The double call of police cars and ambulance broke the calm of this small mountain village at the foot of the mountain.

Many villagers poked their heads out curiously, watching the noisy scene outside, gnawing on the cold and sweet watermelon, and then retracted.

After a while, someone came out again, took a photo with a mobile phone and posted it to Moments.

"What's going on outside?"

The wife who didn't go out to watch curiously asked her husband who had just returned from the balcony.

"How about catching human traffickers, don’t you know that there are a lot of human traffickers hidden in the village above us. If it weren’t for today’s abducted dolls running out of it, the big guys might not even know that they are living beside them. Such a group of unhappy bastards."

"Human trafficker!"

Those who heard the news couldn't help exclaiming: "Impossible, I haven't heard anyone in our village lost a baby."

"You are stupid, the rabbits don't even eat the grass on the edge of the nest. If those **** dare to steal the doll in our place, believe it or not, I will take someone to lift their nest?"

"Come on, it's just like you're so embarrassed, and you're just stubborn. If you really get into trouble, you don't have to take care of yourself."

The conversation between the husband and wife is obviously not an exception, and many local people have gradually learned about this important event.

And with the reposting and fermentation of some people's circle of friends and Weibo, public opinion on the Internet has gradually stirred up waves.

The local police came sooner than the people informed by Bai Qiyu.

Because the few children in front ran out fortunately and successfully called the police with the help of kind people.

According to the address written on the cardboard that the children took out, the police immediately locked the target location.

"Xiaoning Village, No. 338" a cardboard processing factory that has been abandoned for many years.

Time waited for no one, the police immediately assembled a manpower to dispatch police.

On the road, I also received connections from police stations in other places, saying that it was detected that there were kidnapped children who were taken by traffickers to flee in their direction.

There are not so many coincidences in the world. When the two parties combined, they immediately determined that they were hunting the same group.

What can I say now?

Full hunt!

So there was the scene in the village at the foot of the mountain.

"Qing Qing!"

Fu Heng, who arrived a little later, just happened to bump into the scene of Qingqing being sent to an ambulance.

His face was pale, and he rushed forward, but was stopped by the nurse who was in the car: "You can't approach you at will."

"I am her father-in-law... Elder, this is my child!"

Upon hearing that it was the child's parent, the stopping nurse immediately retracted his hand and motioned to Fu Heng to follow him in the car.

"The child is having a high fever. The fever has reached 40 degrees. She was given a fever-reducing injection just now, but she has other traumas. The situation is not optimistic. We have to go back to the hospital and give her first aid."

"Ok... OK, thank you doctor."

In fact, Fu Heng didn't pay much attention to what the doctor was saying. At this time, all his energy was attracted by the Qing Qing on the stretcher.

Holding Qingqing's hot little hands tightly with both hands, unprecedented fear shrouded his mind.

Did not realize that he was trembling slightly.

"Sir, are you okay?"

The nurse on the opposite side found that Fu Heng's condition was not right, and immediately asked with concern.

"..." Fu Heng couldn't answer, he

I feel that I have something, a big thing.

I wish it was myself, not my young wife, who was lying on it.

in case……

If something happens to Qingqing, what should he do?

"Qing Qing...Qing Qing..."

With a gentle soft call, there is no longer the indifference of the past, but it is a pity that Qingqing cannot hear it now.

No, even if she heard it, she might not feel anything.

After all, she was not the former Gu Qingqing who loved Fu Heng deeply.

In the corner, Bai Qiyu, who was holding his nephew, glanced at Fu Heng's familiar face, then dropped his head without speaking.

I want to come to the other party and now I have no time to greet him, an ‘old friend’.

But is that kid also called Qingqing?

She looks like her, her little daughter?